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With school being over, the time comes once again for a summer job. Finding one is such a pain though! Why is it that half of the jobs listed say Entry Level, but still require like 3 years of experience?! I think they need to look up the definition of Entry Level Position.

Okay, there's only so long I can spend in a hotel before I feel silly.

Are there any places around here that do short-term leasing? I'm really not looking to go through Craigslist and wade through the crazy people, but I can't stand living out of a suitcase for much longer.

So apparently we hit ball into Mojo Jojo's lair and broke his window accidentally? And then we started fighting about whose fault it was that the ball went through the window. And then we went into his lair like it was no big deal. I mean, he is evil and wants to destroy us, but we're just like, "Sure, we can walk in here like it's not an issue." Granted, we are five. We probably don't realize that it's a bad idea.

We found his photo album...because evil monkey villains have photo albums, too...and then we laughed at the pictures. And we started playing tag with him because that's what we do? We're also very easily manipulated by candy. Then when we started to help look for our ball (because he said he was looking for it), we just sort of destroyed his lab. Sometimes I think that it's not that surprising he wants to destroy us. But he did fire his own laser at himself accidentally.'

Then the dream switched to another one. There was a clown called Rainbow the Clown and he apparently lost his colors and became Mr. Mime? Also I am adorable and sing while I color (This is still true of me now). And then we saved the bus and this little old lady in a car from crashing into each other...and I decided all the color missing was a serious issue (which it clearly was) and I sort of screamed about coloring things and started coloring everything. I seriously did and thought I'd saved the day...only to realize my sisters were missing. I don't know where they were this whole time, but when I found them, they were devoid of colors just the same as everything else. I tried to color them, but it didn't work...and I was really upset at the lack of magic in my crayons.

Apparently the solution to this is to play music? And that song is stuck in my head forever. I'm apparently the drummer of the band. I wonder if I know how to play the drums.

In other news, I am free from school. Freeedooooom!

Well, sprained my wrist. It shouldn't get in the way of work too much considering most of what I do is teach a spinning class, but it might get in the way of self-defense classes. This is a pain. At least most of the people who come to class already know most of the moves. Maybe I can get a volunteer to help me.

Christ, I hate networking online So this is where everyone around here goes, is it? Maybe I'm a bit old fashioned but I can't ever get a hand of anything on the internet. Nobody likes meeting people in person anymore, it seems.

Right, then. My name's Reggie. I just moved here with my brother, Ronnie. We've never been in this part of America before but it looks to be all right. We'll be opening up a club out here soon enough, once it all gets remodeled. If anyone's looking for a job, we've still got some staff what needs filling.

My shoes!

Two more shows! Tonight's and tomorrow night's and then I'm done performing at UCLA! It's kind of exciting. The end of an era. I sort of hope everything goes well with Anaheim, but if it doesn't there are auditions for that contemporary company that expressed interest in August. I hope some of you have gotten a chance to see the show. I've had a lot of fun performing as Alice. I totally get what my instructor meant when she said that Alice was a role that would require some acting as well as dancing. There's a lot that goes into this ballet. It's different from when I danced Giselle. A lot different. Of course, Giselle was a heck of a lot more tragic than Alice's Adventures in Wonderland.