Hello. My name is Tony Thompson, and I'm addicted to...

Whoops. I definitely haven't blogged in over a week. I'm so bad with commitment. Stupid issues.

I just spent the day with an AMAZING friend. We did some minor shopping, Goodwill and such. I bought a lamp. Now, I'm at Starbucks waiting to clock in and blogging in the mean time.

Something you may not know about me: I'm a theatre-aholic. That's right, I'm actually addicted to acting. Since, I haven't been on a stage in over a year (what?!?) I began having withdrawals. Like, the day after the show ended. I've only done high school theatre so far. Community theatre is oddly intimidating to me. I really don't know why. Also, I enjoy the hours I get at work and a show would mean a huge cut because of rehearsals. I'm hurting for it though, so maybe I'll suck up my pride and audition for something. But there's something completely different about opening up during an audition and being exposed in front of people who suck (high school) and people who think they're amazing (community theatre). What if people have been lying to me the whole time when they say I'm good. Maybe I've been lying to myself because I'm good at everything I try. Especially in school, I was. Maybe I should stop over analyzing everything in the world.

Blogs are so narcissistic. Why would the world want to know what I'm doing? I guess to see a different walk of life? What's my walk of life? Is it the gay? The southerner? The outsider? The inquisitor? The American? Right now, it needs to be the worker.

Time to go get dressed.