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Sunday, November 30, 2003 @ 9:35 PM
I Be Trippin'
This is really funny... I was just talking about how much I hate the movie O, while we were stopped at A&W on the way back from NYC, and here it is on TV. And I'm sick and about to pass out from all the cold & sinus meds, so I'm going to watch it. And laugh at it. Hardcore, yo. Represent.
This weekend was fun. Hectic, a little insane... and I forgot to take any good pictures. More details to follow.
Wednesday, November 26, 2003 @ 9:16 AM
Final Project
Tuesday, November 25, 2003 @ 12:33 AM
I'll Thanks Your Giving
So... Part of me really wishes that I was going home for Thanksgiving. I miss my mom like burning. I miss my friends. I miss my friends' moms. I miss my house. I miss my cat. I miss being able to make long distance phone calls.
Today, I spent six hours baking a cherry chocolate cake with Amanda in the dorm kitchens. Don't ask why it took so long, just know that we were very pleased with our cake when it was finally done.
Tomorrow, I get to re-create the most traumatic experience of my young life. Wait patiently for pictures.
And the day after that, I'm heading into the city for a joy-filled Thanksgiving with Amanda, Brandon, and Julie Fisher. Huzzah!
Sunday, November 23, 2003 @ 11:02 AM
Thin
The subject line refers to my patience with humanity.
Last night was actually really fun, eventually. I mean, after the show, my people gave me flowers and a bag of flour. The surprise was ruined earlier that day, but all the same, it was very very sweet of them. Then there was an insane amount of standing around, waiting, and grouching, particularly from Ryan and I. I was just like, "Jeeez. I just got done standing around bored out of my mind! I neeeeeed fun nowwwwww!"
Finally, we got to Denny's. Well, some of us did. And we waited about half an hour before they finally just opened up the back room and the other half arrived. At least that happened at the same time. While we waited, Brandon tried to teach me how to dance. It didn't work.
I ate like there was no tomorrow. Chocolate milkshake, barbecue chicken sandwich, seasoned fries with ranch dressing. Food made everything better, plus, people let me talk, and we all laughed and had a good time.
And at the end of the night, some guy asked us for a cigarette. And we were all like, "Sorry, no," and I said, "I don't think anyone in our clique smokes."
And he said, "Smart clique."
And then he asked everyone in the group anyway. And Amanda was like, "Yeah, I think he thought the three of us were the clique you meant, not the whole group. But really, the three of us are just a clique within a clique." And then either Amanda or Lindsay used the brand-new word "cliquelet." Which reminded me of Chiclets, and I laughed for like, twenty minutes. Amanda and Lindsay and I are a cliquelet. Word up, my cliquelet. Represent.
Other Memories of Last Night
- "I told you, it's going to take three days! Jesus, don't you people listen when I talk?"
- "Hello Dolly, hello FUN!"
- (me banging my head into stuff)
- Amanda got her arm signed by Chris Rovente
- "Well, excuse me for being a fucking optimist. Bitch."
Oh, God, today's going to be a long and horrible day. But when it's over, the show will be over. And I will have my life back.
Friday, November 21, 2003 @ 3:30 PM
Grood Tiems
Lost a post. It was mostly a bunch of unconnected thoughts, like how we had a show this morning and we have another one tonight and how I think Heather from my hallway is a really mean person and how Carolyn and I are trying to live together but it's kinda iffy at this point whether or not that'll all work itself out.
Oh, and did Seth move to Milwaukee? Did I dream that?
I had a dream this afternoon, when I came home from the show... There was a show, and then a gun battle. And after the bad guys were dead and lying on the stage, we threw malt liquor on them and set them on fire. This is my question: Why malt liquor?
Wednesday, November 19, 2003 @ 2:07 PM
Realization
Nerds are all a bunch of hypocrites.
We all go around saying, "Well, at least I'm not as geeky as them."
Illuminati
My nerdiness has reached a new low. Tonight I played Illuminati. I can't help but feel I've just descended on the dark and slippery slope that ends in someone's basement with Dungeons & Dragons and a life of celibacy.
Monday, November 17, 2003 @ 10:28 PM
The Forgotten Poet
Tonight, I went to a poetry reading with Christie. It was a great night. I had to resist the urge to scrawl haunting lines on napkins and make them into Away messages and hang them on my wall, and try to own pieces of the night. I forced myself to just let all the words flow through me. I got up and read, which I haven't done since I changed my major to theatre. I read "My Mom is Gay in Normal Illinois," and "Speechless." I was the last poet to read, which was hateful... And I wanted to go with Christie and co. to Lee's afterwards, but Christie was worried that I wouldn't be able to catch a bus back to campus, since it was getting late.
For the first time in a very, very long time, I questioned my decision to change my major to theatre. I know that I don't love theatre the way some people do (namely Josh). I know I love it because it's a great way to bring words to life... but so are poetry readings... *sigh8
When I got home, I saw IM's from Dan and from Seth. Seth - if you're reading this, I tried to e-mail you at both of your addresses, but I guess you didn't get either of those. Please try calling me again. You could probably reach me if you called Tuesday (tomorrow) night or anytime next week.
Saturday, November 15, 2003 @ 1:40 PM
It's Been One Week
Opening Night was last night.
Another performance tonight, brush-up rehearsal Wednesday, two shows Friday, show Saturday, show Sunday, strike...
I've made it this far. It would be silly to slit my wrists now.
Friday, November 07, 2003 @ 11:29 PM
Disappear Here
Don't bother checking this for updates for about a week. I've been walking the line between Earth and Hell, and tomorrow, at 10am, Hell is going to swallow me. Keep your fingers crossed that I come back in one piece.
Thursday, November 06, 2003 @ 9:54 AM
Prophecy Girl
I had a dream this morning... I know I had it this morning because I woke up at ten, went back to sleep, and then woke up again when my alarm went of at 10:45... which interrupted the dream.
So, I went home for Thanksgiving, but my house got much bigger, it included my dorm room and Watters Theatre... and I think a room from the University Heights Church... and I never saw my family there, but friends I hadn't seen in years were present, as well as some people from Bing. Namely: David, Evan, Johanna, Chris, and Liza. Erin was baking a pumpkin pie, Steve Vittitoe and Kathy Briggs were chopping salad, and I was talking to David about Clerks - I was telling him about the whole "Try not to suck any dick on the way to the parking lot" scene, which he had for some reason never seen, even though he had seen the rest of the movie... Anyway, by the time I finished telling the story, there were a whole crowd of my friends watching me and laughing, but David had kind of wandered away and gotten distracted...
I went up to Steve Vittitoe, I was going to ask him if he knew whether or not Josh was coming to our gathering, or if he was even home for Thanksgiving. But before I could ask him, he said, "I need you to show Kathy the $5,000 you have for Shoes." And I said, "I don't have that much anymore." And he said, "OK, then it's very important that you check this address." He handed me a piece of paper, and Kat's e-mail was written on it: wildk@mail.com. Interesting side note: That's Kat Helgeson's e-mail address, definitely not mine.
Strange, no? Interpretation will come, but right now, I need to get ready.
Wednesday, November 05, 2003 @ 10:18 PM
I <3 Joe Coppole
So... Have I said how much I love Joe? Tonight, he was missing his girlfriend, Elly, and I was grieving over the fact that the only person who wants to touch me is my creepy old Spanish teacher... And he walked me home, and he let me link my arm through his, and we talked about our vague and self-proclaimedly self-indulgent loneliness... and it was truly comforting. I feel a little like crying, but instead, I'm going to play The Sims.
Fester, Fester, Fester
I'm pretty sure my Spanish teacher read the less-than-glowing course evaluation and I'm also pretty sure that he knows it was me that basically accused him of being a pedophile... This can't end well.
I don't feel like I was out of line. If he taught high school in that touchy-feely fashion of his, he would've been fired years ago.
Disability Concerns
David Lewis got hurt! Ryan kicked him two nights ago when they were dancing and he sprained his knee. He can't dance for at least two days... It's very sad... David's portrayal of "Fritz" the waiter is one of my favorite parts of the show... it's basically that and Ambrose's slow-motion marching that are the only things I like about our show... But Joe the ASM pretended to be David, which was actually funnier than David himself... I'm still really sad that he got hurt, though.
Last night I spent a lot of time with Amanda and Brandon. Amanda was twitching much worse than I had ever seen before. (She has Turret's.) I ended up telling her about how Jeff used to pretend to have Turret's and would twitch out, "FUCK! DICK! CINNAMON BAGELS!" Brandon's reaction? "Wow, now I really want a cinnamon bagel..."
Monday, November 03, 2003 @ 11:28 PM
Pointless Complaint
It seems as though almost all my friends here are parts of couples. Carolyn and Ryan; Amanda and Brandon; Joe and Elly; Christie and... her boyfriend, who I've never met; Other-Joe and Meredith; Adi and... her cabbage-boyfriend...; and even Evan has a girlfriend. My closest single friends here are Kate and Ary... I need to spend more time with both of them, if for no other reason than when I'm with either of them, I don't have to be constantly turning my head to avoid the PDA.
I don't really want a boyfriend, per se. I just really want to make out with someone. Preferably on a regular basis. And it'd be nice if I could also watch Kevin Smith movies with this person... Yeah. That'd be nice.
"My hormones don't rage... They get sullen and stop speaking to each other." -- My hero/alter ego, Daria
Sunday, November 02, 2003 @ 3:21 PM
My Permanent Accessory
Last night, I had about three hours to kill before the party was going to start, so I hung out with Carolyn and Amanda. We all went out to eat, then I sat and put on makeup while they played with The Sims. We talked about music and relationships and had lots of fun. Brandon was supposed to join us, but he was too busy being a big nerd. =)
We actually got to the party. We took the free blue bus, and it only took about an hour. When we got to the party, I started drinking immediately. They had really good punch. I love drinking. It allows me to let go of my brain. And you know, it always comes back to me. I got to bond a little with the cast of Dolly... David was there dressed as Hansel from Zoolander. Chris was a hilarious Scottish leprechaun, and Tracy's costume was very cute, even if she kept hitting people with her braids. =) I met a really cool guy named Jose who drove Zach and I back to campus at about 4am. I woke up before noon today, but stayed in bed until about 1:00.
Jose told me that I'm the kind of person who can't just feel what I feel, I have to ask myself why, I have to analyze every emotion. It's amazing that he could tell that about me so quickly, but I think it's completely true. I'm completely introspective and self-aware. I'm always amazed to realize that there are people who approach life any other way.
Saturday, November 01, 2003 @ 5:48 PM
If At First You Don't Succeed...
We (Brandon, Amanda, Joe, Elly, Carolyn and I) didn't even get to leave the dorms until after midnight, and then we drove around looking for Christie's friends' apartment party for about two hours. We drove back and forth on the streets, we asked every pedestrian in sight. I tried calling Christie's cell with Caroly's cell, but Christie's battery died before she could give us any useful directions. Finally, we gave up and went to Denny's. I think they all hate me now.
Then we were harrassed in the parking lot, and then we ranted, and I got kind of emotional... I went home at five still kind of depressed and wrote some poetry. Long story short, my night was a pathetic excuse for a birthday celebration. Oh, well. 21 simply has to be better.
I'm going to try to go party tonight at what will probably be a mostly Hello-Dolly-cast gathering, which is fine with me, except... what if they ignore me at the party the same way they ignore me at rehearsal? And shouldn't the fact that I can't seem to get a ride there twig me on to the fact that I won't have anyone there to talk to? No, you know what? Fuck that. Fun is what you bring with you. I'm going out tonight, and I'm having a good time if it fucking kills me.
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