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So, for those playing along, these are the Continuing Mis-Adventures of Some Guy Named Anthony.
What does this mean? I mean, really?
( A Preamble of Ramble, A Welcome, and a complete lack of focus )
Right. Focusing again. (Black man must focus).
So, what do you need to know? About me, Anthony? I mean, to catch up. Without having to go back and read through something like 3 years of longwinded ness and drunken posts (unless you're into that sorta thing). Well, lemme break it down:
( Highlights! Just like that thing you used to see as a kid in the dentist waiting room... )
Over the past couple of weeks, it's been a whirlwind of whatever ya wanna call it.
--Took my mom out to a show and dinner for her birthday (went to see Equus at East West Players. Great stuff. If you're in LA, go see it!--Thanks Anna (![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
vsprtn)!)
--Got to go to see some excellent people have a gorgeous wedding, and met many new people in the process! (thanksmanzano for footin' the bill. Means a lot that I got to go for that).
--Zombied through this whole last week. Got screamed at on friday by a client. Like REALLY screamed at. Hadn't happened to me in over a year. Last time that happened, I quit my jobbage. Well, it wasn't just one scream that caused that, but you get the picture.
--took the family to see A History of Violence and Serenity. Two great movies that just don't go well together. Sex! Violence! Sci Fi Action! Violence! One Liners! Violence! One really GREAT sex non-subtle joke! Violence! Good times.
--Helped a couple of right honest good folks celebrate their birthdays! And talked to several really good looking women in the process. This was just added bonus to already great company. And "A Pony" was given (as opposed to "world peace"), and a Nano. Both issued big smiles and giggles.
--spent the last twenty four hours or so resting, movie-ing, watching family play scrabble on the back porch while fighting off the ferral cats, and thinking about writing.
Now you're all caught up. When my brain makes more sense, I'll write more. But hey, it's something, right? Right?
Welcome to my brain. It's a mess, a minefield, and deeply in need of a good scouring. Isn't it pretty?
Seacrest out...Man, I hate that phrase.
What does this mean? I mean, really?
( A Preamble of Ramble, A Welcome, and a complete lack of focus )
Right. Focusing again. (Black man must focus).
So, what do you need to know? About me, Anthony? I mean, to catch up. Without having to go back and read through something like 3 years of longwinded ness and drunken posts (unless you're into that sorta thing). Well, lemme break it down:
( Highlights! Just like that thing you used to see as a kid in the dentist waiting room... )
--Took my mom out to a show and dinner for her birthday (went to see Equus at East West Players. Great stuff. If you're in LA, go see it!--Thanks Anna (
vsprtn)!) --Got to go to see some excellent people have a gorgeous wedding, and met many new people in the process! (thanks
manzano for footin' the bill. Means a lot that I got to go for that). --Zombied through this whole last week. Got screamed at on friday by a client. Like REALLY screamed at. Hadn't happened to me in over a year. Last time that happened, I quit my jobbage. Well, it wasn't just one scream that caused that, but you get the picture.
--took the family to see A History of Violence and Serenity. Two great movies that just don't go well together. Sex! Violence! Sci Fi Action! Violence! One Liners! Violence! One really GREAT sex non-subtle joke! Violence! Good times.
--Helped a couple of right honest good folks celebrate their birthdays! And talked to several really good looking women in the process. This was just added bonus to already great company. And "A Pony" was given (as opposed to "world peace"), and a Nano. Both issued big smiles and giggles.
--spent the last twenty four hours or so resting, movie-ing, watching family play scrabble on the back porch while fighting off the ferral cats, and thinking about writing.
Now you're all caught up. When my brain makes more sense, I'll write more. But hey, it's something, right? Right?
Welcome to my brain. It's a mess, a minefield, and deeply in need of a good scouring. Isn't it pretty?
Seacrest out...Man, I hate that phrase.
