Day 376

I can't believe I am actually saying this but I had a fantastic day. It could be the vodka but I am going to pretend it wasn't. Here is the quick rundown before the vodka catches up to me:

Morning: I went to breakfast which sucked but my horoscope said that no doors stay shut for a Scorpio. That's gotta be a good sign right? Well, unless there is disease and doom on the other side of the door.

Right before breakfast I found out that there was an undergrad orientation going on this morning. Normally, I could give a shit less but as queen of the association and having recently watched Obama's speech in Milwaukee I felt inspired to go and shake hands. So, I went. and not only did I not (for once make an assface of myself) there were also meat sandwiches.

Afternoon: I went to my first grad-level screenwriting course. During the class we had to write a three sentence pitch for the last movie we had seen. We read them aloud and analyzed them. Everyone in the class recognized mine right away so I imagine it was good. Well, the reaction was positive until the curly-haired probably-gay boy across from me said, "You just saw Back to the Future III for the first time? You are so behind."

Evening: After class I had to go to work. The writers in my program decided to have a reunion of sorts at the pub I work at. At first I was apprehensive about whether or not I should wait on my friends but then I came around. Turns out it is way easier to wait on a big group when you know everyone by name. And apparently, they feel more obligated to tip..or it could've been the fact that they didn't have to pay for anything because the millionaire author swooped up the remaining 250 dollar tab but I am going to go with the fact that they thought they got stellar service and yes that did include me yelling at them to keep their shirts on (I saw three people's tits).

Another awesome thing that happened at work tonight: I met the new guy. He flipped his hands around and winked at me and then got serious and looked like Humpty Dumpty. Later I came up with a line to describe him, "He could either be one of those people who has a room full of dead animals or a room full of stuffed animals but you can't tell which..."

Spell check is telling me that "assface" is not a word.

Tip of the Day: It'll be okay.

-Canadian Castaway