Insight and a Park

The newest installment of "Meaty Okra." Hannah's garden (dirt in my fingernails). Trying to register for classes. A million 5 am shifts. Mafia Wars via Facebook. Learning to whistle.

Just a small update.

Now that we're caught up, I'd usually either tell some amusing anecdote or share something insightful about my life. I'm really not feeling it. I haven't for quite some time. It seems presumptuous, predictable and just really stupid. Even by telling how I don't feel like being insightful, I come off as someone who's trying really hard to be insightful about insight. Jeez, there's no winning. :D

Let's go a different direction: Fun.

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.

Meaty Okra and China Gourmet

What a long day.  It started at 4:00 a.m.  I've worked, drank coffee, got a tan, drank more coffee, edited and uploaded Melissa's and my video, drank more coffee, and now I'm updating my blog and anxiously awaiting the arrival of tomorrow.  Wow, that's a lot of a's in that sentence. 

Tomorrow, I'm seeing a good friend and also going to Atlanta to hopefully make new friends. I went to a local Chinese restaurant this evening for dinner and I got a fortune that said, "Investigate new possibilities with friends.  Now is the time!"  So, it's obviously a sign.  Speaking of Atlanta, the Art Institute up there is stalking me.  They keep calling me wanting me to interview for their school, but there's nothing there for me.

You can definitely tell it's late by my use of clichés, boring verbs and so many demonstrative pronouns.  Here's the video I just finished editing.

This is for Melissa.

I just caught him staring again.

Spice that shit up!

Today is Tuesday.  It's been almost an entire week since I had something interesting to say. Yikes!!  That's not to say that there's anything interesting to say this week; I don't actually plan these things, I just click "New Post."  We'll see how it goes.

I've definitely had my Macbook, Lucy, for about a month now and I'm just getting to putting all of my music on it.  I have maybe 50 CDs, so it isn't that bad.  Procrastinate much?  Yes, thanks for asking.

Speaking of procrastinating:  I think it may be becoming a disorder.  I have piles of clean clothes in my room that need to be put in my closet.  Bills that should definitely be paid.  Friends that need to be contacted.  And a shower that needs to be taken.  Instead... I blog.

Something you may not know about me, I collect flamingos.  

 

In just a few minutes, I'll be getting ready to meet with one of my closest friends, Marissa.  We met at work (Starbucks) a while ago and she left maybe a year ago.  I'm really glad we kept in touch because she has really developed into a very important person in my life.  In fact, in about 3 or 4 months we're moving in together!  I'm totes excited.  Haha, I said, "totes."

This weekend, I'm going to the Atlanta for a shopping/Jeffery Self adventure.  I'm really excited about it.  And by shopping I mean, maybe buying one or two things at an American Apparel.  Nothing dramatic.

This blog is so *not* interesting.  I'm bored just writing it.  

Spicing it up:

The other day when I was walking to work from the space ship I drive to work everyday (I walk from it because the only space ship landing is 20 miles away) the ground split and I fell inside.  Inside wasn't an underground city like I hoped, but the core of the Earth.  I melted.  :(

See you guys later!

"Young Frankenstein is the shit."

Today is the day of Woden.  "Hump day" to speak colloquially.  Also, the day the Sun and Moon were created as told by an interesting novel, The Bible.  Alright, enough of that nonsense.

More importantly, I now have green hair.  Cool, huh?  A little late to celebrate the St. Patrick's Day celebrations, but what're we gonna do?  Keep our hair yellow?  I think not.  

I had a chat with my former boss today after work.  I didn't know I'd miss her so much, but I really do.  I guess "the Bux" maintains very strong connections between partners without us even realizing it.  I wonder if all places of employment are like that.  

It's days like today (tired and boring days) that makes me wish I still subscribed to Netflix.  Today is such a Young Frankenstein day.  I should buy that movie.  I loved it a little (a lot).  One of my fondest memories of living on my own in my apartment was last Christmas season watching Young Frankenstein, curled up in my bed with snacks and cigarettes.  Sometimes I wonder if with some movies, we enjoy them because of the nostalgia they bring, reminding us of a better time or just a different time, really.  For example, Hocus Pocus was my favorite movie growing up and it may still be, and it always reminds me of the turn of the season from summer to fall.  And boy to I love fall.  After 5 months of Georgia heat, the anticipation of colder weather makes me jitter with excitement everyday.  Is it the movie or the connotations I love.   Then I think, "Wait, Young Frankenstein is the shit."  

I think I just "bull shat" this blog.  Like you do essays in high school.  Hm...  Whoops.  :D

Currently, I'm sitting watching an "America's Next Top Model" marathon on Oxygen.  It's sad that I actually don't mind spending an afternoon this way.  SInce I have to get up early tomorrow, it's kinda perfect.

I wish I had more to say.  I'm happy.

Although, I have been working a lot lately.  Which is a good thing, but it makes me think a lot about what my life is right now.  Work.  And living at home.  A little lonely.  I come home everyday and I'm too tired to do anything, really.  I thought by now my life would be exactly what I want it to be.  I know I'm only 18, but I thought I'd be schoolin' and theatre-in'.  Living somewhere that isn't with my parents.  Oh well.  I've plenty of time.

Let's go!