cut through these strings

Time is passing so fast that it's making my head spin.

Goals unfinished, mostly important things that make Melissa happy, such as theatre and kickboxing.
Feel like a lazy failure for not getting it together by now, but newly motivated. Stay tuned. 

Loving the fall so far. Sweaters and rainbow colored trees and carmel apples.

Yesterday was the best: Kumas, Margies and The Last Dragon with some of my favorite Chicago people. 

For the past two weeks, work has been pretty nice, actually. Have a new full time Physical Therapist that moved from Philly (hallelujah).  Super cool girl who sings all day. Taught her how to knit last week. I think we'll keep her.

Watching Dr. Horrible a lot, since it's the only TV show/movie on my ipod (which isn't necessarily a bad thing). Need to figure out how to put more on there.

Figured out how to make shortcuts and activate right click mouse-ing with new computer. So much better.

Saw Chris' new band play their first gig. So wonderful to see him doing what he loves and being happy.

Rocky Horror Halloween shows: weekend one survived. Two shows in one night was an interesting experiment. Fun, but exhausting. Trannie pile in the first show was too much fun.
Next weekend at the Music Box shows Mrs. Lovett will come out to play. Can't wait to wear it. 

Need to go back to bed. I'm pooped. Hate it when I wake up early in the morning after being up until 3 am. 

Listening to newer Tori albums again and still can't get into American Girl Posse. 

Tonight: DAVID BYRNE at the Civic Opera house. yesssss. 

Yesterday's 10.5 hour shift was spent in a power and phone-less clinic, in the dark. It was so flippin BORING. We had to run out and get candles so there was a light source in the bathrooms. Peeing by candlelight = romantic?
The only redeeming factor was watching the snoody overly fashionable or business suit-y types practically run out of their cars to get to the Borders that my clinic shares a wall with, only to see them sulking back moments later pissed off at the unfairness of the universe at keeping them from their precious store that was also without power all day. Oh, that and the fact that one of our last patients of the day managed to drive her new shiny and tiny car over not one but *two* cement parking curb things, wedging them perfectly between her front and rear tires. Three guys and I managed to push that poor front wheel drive car over the curbs and get her out of there without any major damage.

I'm on my way out in a bit for day #2 at Bristol thus far this year. Last Sunday was a bust since it was closed for most likely the first time in faire history due to bad flooding and the poor parking lot sinking in.

Then tonight I have the choice of THREE fun shows:

Rufus Wainwright at the Ravinia Park
Nora O'Connor at the Hideout
Ditty Bops at The Old Town School of Folk Music

Nora wins. Sorry Rufus.