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I would not recommend going to bed at half past midnight and waking up at quarter to five in the morning to anybody. It’s hell, kids. Pure hell. But I had to stay up. I MUST finish my Jedi costume! Pretty much I freestyled the tabbard and the obi part because like an idiot I threw out the patterns for those pieces. They don’t look very spectacular but they will serve their purpose. Now I just pray that my coworkers bring me the rest of my props. Sonia is loaning me her son’s lightsaber and Nhien is bringing in her...
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If you leave. Take my breath away. Living on a prayer. Take on me. The last four songs my Zen randomly picked before I got to my building this morning. At this rate, I started to feel awkward not having my leg warmers on and sort of expected to see the VERY young Tom Cruise in his tighty whitey, socks and shirt sliding past the door when my elevator opens. And yes. I really do have those songs in my MP3 collection....
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I found a way to escape it all. USC lost to the Ducks today. (No doubt my brother’s wife and my dad, both U of Oregon alumni, are doing the happy dance for a change…after a few years of me rubbing it in.) Mark Sanchez did fabulous job. But in all seriousness, the Ducks were just way too much for our still gelling team. I don’t want to hear it. The weirdness of mentioning my mom’s death to new friends. Still makes me feel a bit hollow inside. And a long-ass work week, a prelude to an even longer 10...
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Our meeting with the producers for our Big Gala ran late yesterday and therefore I missed my bus. I bummed a ride with the Producers, husband and wife team who live a few miles from me, and the Video Guy. Of course, we chat all the way home about this and that and those. And it came down to where I came from and who all else is back home. “My dad and my brothers are still in Bangkok,” I said. And then we launched into another conversation. But when I said it, it was a strange thing to say. ...
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It’s 6:40 a.m. It’s still pitch black outside. And yes. I’m already in the office. What’s wrong with this picture??? Oh well. 11 more days to the Big Gala. 7 of those are working days. I can do this. I. Can. Do. This....
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