Vacation...please?

It needs to be June. I am due to go to San Fransisco then. Two weeks of no work! I can tell you, I need it. I really dread going to work these days and I somewhat dread being here. I just want to be left alone. Stay home and nap in the sun all day and play with my yarn. But as far as jobs go, mine isn't all that bad. After all, I am writing this at work and before doing this, I was working on a hat pattern.

Hat pattern! I made a hat yesterday and the couple days before (have made 2. The first one wasn't as good as this one here, I am wearing). Now I feel I am confident and skilled enough to make a pattern of my own. It's going to be the same style of droopy muffin cap but it's going to have a different design. I look forward to this.

Life is quiet and good. I wish my boyfriend would have more sex with me and I hope he finds a job soon but all in all, there isn't a TON to complain about.

Mom is still being a brat and I think one of her friends may be living with us temporarily. Her dog attacked my dog yesterday or the day before (though my dog deserved it). Ma just needs to be beaten...or something. She needs to see that she is being really inconsiderate. I understand that she is going through a hard time and I am doing my best to keep her needs in mind but she has totally forgotten/decided to ignore the feelings of Panda and I.

I went to go see Cirque Du Soleil last night with work! It was amazing! I have seen some circuses in my day but this is truly unique. It made me miss the theater. Hard core. I started to cry.

I sort of hurt Panda's feelings last night when I told him that there is nothing I have ever loved more in this world than working in the theater. I can't help it. It's true. There is nothing I have ever been more passionate about in my life.

I would love to start again here at a community theater but I think it would end my and Panda's relationship. When I work the theater, I am a no nonsense sort of person. Even more so than I am now. I get things done quickly, on time and with as little bull shit as possible. I am fast and fiery and independent. I am also quite a romantic. Understand I am no actor. I am a techie. But that is just what working theater does to me and I don't think Panda would appreciate either of those things because in my experience, no man does. That is why I buried those parts of me. Panda would get jealous of my love for the theater. He wouldn't see why I love it so much nor would he care...So I just...keep going...how I am going. He won't understand.

Right. Well.

One quick spell check and off I go.