I'm moving?
It's complicated. My dad is getting relocated from Michigan to LA, California. I'm going to school still at MSU. Now though, when I want to go home or to go see my parents or my dog, I have to fly to LA...
It's weird. I almost feel homeless. I have my apartment, but I don't have a house. My parents will have a house in LA- but is it really home to me? I've never even been to that house.
So I have no home. My parents have a home. Not I.
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In other news, Buffalo Wild Wings is now off of my "safe places to eat" list. Thanks to their wings I spent the night sleeping on my bathroom floor, extremely unhappy.
Also, film film and more film. I've missed it these past couple of weeks, but it is now coming back. I'll be doing a voice over sock puppet skit with my costar from A Little Change in which I'm a Sarah Palin Sock Puppet and he's a Bush sock puppet for a new sketch comedy tv show that Fight Song Films is putting on. I also just auditioned for a role in a mockumentary, so we'll see what happens with that.
Live long and prosper people.
1 comment:
My parents moved to another city my first year of university. Going "home" never really felt like going home, you know. It was always nice to be there - but it was my parent's place, not connected to me in any way. On the upside - California will probably be pretty sweet.
Hope you're feeling better!
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