Showing posts with label dramatic. Show all posts
Showing posts with label dramatic. Show all posts

Monday, July 23, 2012

Chapter 14, Page 10 In stereo

Sorry. Scream!

And I got another one out! Woot!

Is it normal to be this freaked out about bugs and arachnids? Because I remember alternating between annoyed and amused by the whole thing. Not that I'd want one of the poisonous specimens crawling on me. That would be scary.

Monday, April 16, 2012

Chapter 14, Page 4 SOP around here

What, no moon suit?

Mom does this a lot around me. Remaining absolutely deadpan through most of my hysterics until I finally say or do one crazy thing too many and she has to cover her face and sigh.

I really did ask about "hazmat disposal" and "decon," by the way. I think I may have specified bleach when I asked about cleansers, though. Up side to all this is that when I was assigned that bathroom as the one I had to clean each week, I was *very* thorough.

Monday, March 19, 2012

Chapter 14, Page 2 Intensity at work

Mary's cleaning a shower drain, or performing brain surgery.

It's not late! Well, not very. I don't have a set time on Monday that I have to post so as long as it's still Monday I'm good. ^_^

Mary is taking her shower drain cleaning job very seriously! She's concentrating so hard. No one make a sound.

BOO!

SHREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!

Wednesday, July 27, 2011

Chapter 13, Page 3 Dramatics Pay

Mary gets a leading role! Ruth's the dog.

Well, the once a week thing lasted for a little while, at least. Still getting used to my variable work schedule. But, hey, I have work. YES!

Also have a new project. Writing a biography of my paternal Grandpa. This should be interesting.

On to the comic at hand! Playing Nana isn't so bad. Really. There's a lot you can do with lines like "woof" and "ruff."

I'm just as glad I got the role of Wendy. I hate to think what crawling around on all fours would do to my knees. And back. And neck. Oh, my back.

And if any readers can't guess what the play is, I'm going to cry.

Saturday, July 2, 2011

Chapter 13, Page 2 Stand out

They might not have said that if they knew she was there.

Sorry this is late! I have a very good excuse.

I'm employed!! YAY! Don't expect me to jump up and down, though, because my feet are killing me. I need new shoes soooooo bad.

By the way, I really did do that. I think my little sister just about died.