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[05 Mar 2006|07:25pm] |
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God, its fucking sunday and I can't wait for this day to end. Today mike and I came in at 11:30 and cleaned the theater until we opened at 1:30. Thats fucking like 2 hours of straight cleaning. But I have to say that the projection booth has never been cleaner. Blah, our first set of shows we did like 96, but since then it was died off almost completely. Yeah so the theater is quite boring now, so i'm setting upstairs and downing the pot of coffee I made. Anyway, hopefully i'll be going home around 10:40ish, then I am off tomorrow. And as of right now I have no plans, other then clean my room and finish watching grey's anatomy. Oh I did download like 100 new brushes for photoshop so I guess that I will do some photo manipulation. Meh, well I better go downstairs and make sure that Kelly and Sarah are behaving.
--+-->Keith
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