Towing: a Story.

Rehearsal had been going well. I’m kind of slow when it comes to picking up choreography, so I was really pleased that we’d knocked out most of the moves for “Sh-boom” as performed in Crybaby. I ran down to my car to grab my Drag Bag, which had a CD so that we could bring the music to the open-mic drag show we’d be performing at. I ran back upstairs. Read the rest of this entry »

Trying to Keep the Chuck Yeager Drawl.

I graduated. It actually happened. I held my diploma in my hands. I quickly handed it off to my family to take home, to save the diploma from myself. Read the rest of this entry »

Complex on Top of Complex.

I think they’ve actually passed around a memo. It probably looks like the following;

That stupid little twerp Liz is all hoity-toity and thinks that she knows everything. She’s coming in with this whole “business major” attitude. She also refuses to compromise her beliefs to do simple data-entry and phone-banking tasks, which makes her particularly onerous to The Party. Please treat her with the utmost disdain, as she obviously knows nothing and likes to showcase it with her thinly-veiled positivism. If she had any political sense at all, she’d be a Democrat, and if she had any computer sense at all, she’d have already built us that flux capacitor we’re hankering for. Read the rest of this entry »

Summer Starts.

And to think, that I had hoped that this one would be different. Read the rest of this entry »