I had another unfortunate mental lull amidst the dates surrounding my Birthday. Some of this was probably due to an anaphylactic reaction, being sick to my stomach and over working myself. Still- no excuses- I apologize for any disgruntled nature that came anyone's way. I'm a tool. Probably a wrench.
Despite working on my Birthday I had many high points. I got calls from all of my loving family with varying degrees of our traditional "Happy Birthday wailing". I got some B-Day cash which allowed me to purchase a camera I have been eying for sometime that went on an incredible sale. With it I have thus far taken taken a couple of blog-worthy from the premiere of my first ever professional acting gig-
Thanks also to Brian for the singing & guitar playing Mexican cats... that was what was in the ecard right? I hope I didn't hallucinate again...
Also I got some lovely presents from the likes of Joe MacDonald, in the form of a Gameboy Advance :D. And I got the brand-spanking new Modest Mouse CD and an iTunes card from the Rootman and Hazel-nut, and Stephie got me a book called "The Complete Idiot's Guide to Amatuer Theatre" (which I'm pretty sure was the alternate title for Peter Brooke's "The Empty Space). Mr Root also treated me to a Banana split full of empty vitamins. Many thanks all about!!
Anyways, something fascinating discovered on my Birthday:
On March 31st 1981 (two years before my birth! *hint hint* alibi) Ronald Reagan was shot. Not such a shocking piece of trivia until you know that my brother Scott was born on November 22nd, 1985... for non-history buffs... 23 years after JFK was assasinated! Tell me that isn't a little weird.
Sorry for the poor sync-up, but I feel it's worth it.
That's all from the new 24 year old for now.