The internet at home is practically out. Wonder if I should blame the impressive amount of snow or my provider.

jamie-spencer:

I think that ship has sailed. Meeting everyone has woken me up, and I have to be up in five hours. I’ll be making a few Starbucks runs tomorrow morning. Why are you going to that play? Is a friend performing?

That’s too bad. Don’t apples wake you up as well? Try and eat some. No, it just.. seemed interesting? The same reason I went to Asuncion. I got invited and it seems nice. If it is as good as Asuncion, I will start screaming of joy and say that this is the kind of quality that Hollywood has kind of lost.

jamie-spencer:

So, you’re having a good night. Which play is it?
I don’t know… I’m thinking about that whole sleeping thing and, well, it’s pretty appealing. 

I suppose I am, yeah. It’s called ‘Gatz’, based off the text from The Great Gatsby.
I suggest you go on and sleep, then. But why?

jamie-spencer:

Nothing exciting ever happens. Good thing I slept through it.

I’m James… well, Jamie.

What are you guys doing tonight?

I’m going to see a play and whine about the fact that I’m being half-forced to but I’m actually looking forward to it.
My name’s Randy. And what are you doing tonight?

mike-rodney:

Sigh.

mike-rodney:

YOU LOOK GORGEOUS 

I know. *hairflip*

mike-rodney:

I yam the man in this relationship. An Oscar de la Renta gown you will wear.

Fine.

scar-lettleblanc:

I wouldn’t say you’re an asshole. It is rather difficult to find a good bagel these days. We are in New York, after all.

I’m fucking hilarious. You, on the other hand, not so much. Lol. I keed. You’re okay, I guess.

I said I am, sometimes. You know, like everyone else. I’d like a nice bagel right about now, actually.
We should have a comedy-off.

mike-rodney:

So happeh c’:

As you should be. I am magnificent arm candy. 

And I look great in both a dress and a suit.