I'm sitting here at Whitney's workplace, The Stadium Seat Store, while he does some last minute preparations for the Cubs convention tomorrow. I'm bored and tired, but he is almost finished. I looked through my journals from last year and saw a survey I took about a year ago, so I thought I'd take it again. So here it is...Some things have changed ( Read more... )

As the year closes, I feel that I should visit my journal for a bit. I realize I haven't written in over 3 months. I wrote more before because I was alone more. I was alone in my apartment, late at night, with my thoughts. Now a days I'm never alone and I am barely in my apartment. The play takes up A LOT of time. Relationships take up a lot of ( Read more... )

Opening night was amazing.  I felt engaged and honest and in love.  Last night was even better.    Wednesday night's preview sucked.  I couldn't get emotionally involved, but Joey and I talked about my character and her love for life and I was able to reconnect for Thursday's opening.  We have had a lot of great feedback.  There is a positive ( Read more... )

Coming soon!

We open Thursday.......
............AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!

Yeah, I know. I haven't written in a while...a long while. July was exhausting, fabulous, and fucking hot. August has been exhausting, frustrating, liberating, and hot. Tonight, I have more updates, really, than a lot of firey opinions to hash out over my keyboard...

Change. Change is what I want to talk about tonight. The structure of my life ( Read more... )

You Are Animal
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It's a funny thing.

I think I'm a relatively positive person when it comes to other people ( Yes, I get cranky and hate the world, but usually I do think that most people are good-natured).    When I care about someone,  I get excited about the things that make them who they are. I desperately  want them to know how great they are and often try to ( Read more... )

We went and saw An Inconvenient Truth today at the Landmark, and I have several things to say.

First of all, I like Al Gore.  I admire the good and forgive the bad.  Is he perfect?  Of course not.  Can he dance? Anyone seeing his fist pumping, hip shaking, white man's overbite at the closing ceremonies of the 1996 Summer Olympics knows the answer ( Read more... )

My friend's brother died this weekend.  I came into work today and went about my morning business as usual...emails, yogurt, voicemail, inbox, etc.  Then after a while Don, who sits only 2 desks away, called me.

Don, "Check your email."
Me, "What are you sending me?"
Don, "James's brother died."
Me, "What are talking about?"
Don, "I saw him on the ( Read more... )

I was walking through Borders this evening, just passing time before I met up with EEV for a night of theatre. Book stores are dangerous places for me, especially when I have idle time. I tend to gravitate toward the history and politics section, where I greedily finger books on the Cold War, the "American Empire," or African colonization. I know ( Read more... )