I am 21 years old.

So far I have done interpretive dances to Barbra Streisand, made questionable third reich jokes, and demanded that Total Eclipse of the Heart be played every time I entered a room. Also I bought a wicker sofa.

I like it.

Is DC Pride really on father's day weekend? Haven't we all shamed our parents enough without hijacking their holiday? I'm pretty sure everyone who markets to the Pride demographic is mortally at odds with the father's day advertisers... the television is abuzz with gadgets and grills and oh so many tools, but no adverts for Mika albums or Project ( Read more... )

Fact: you know you have given up on school when your final paper for Shakespeare class is about how everything you know about The Tempest comes from reading "The Waste Land" and seeing that one episode of Doug where Judi plays Prospero at Shakespeare camp. How's that for high and low culture meeting half way ( Read more... )

Life dump, for me as much as for you.

Much has happened that never seemed quite important enough for announcement all over the internet. Like what? Well, Agnes Nixon went well. One more notch on my directing belt is always good, and it was helpful to get back in a rehearsal room, if only for a little while. The tough thing about theater is, I really ( Read more... )

Pretend this is off the record, so I can maintain my hardcore cynic and feminist image, ok ( Read more... )

There are few things that annoy me more than evenings when the library feels more like a discothèque than a safe haven of concentration. Come on, info-commons… you are my last hold out. I have been effectively avoiding this poem of mine since it spun out of my control two weeks ago. This exercise in ire and glaring is, I’m sure, just another method ( Read more... )

just in case you thought anything was still sacred...

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if I did not dislike the man before, I most certainly do now. Nobody but nobody tells Babs how to do her job.

Any professor who has an interest in teaching The Waste Land at any length should be removed from his/her position ( Read more... )

It is a good thing the Evanston farmers market starts up next week, because it is springtime and all I want to eat is fresh fruit. Listen, that stuff is expensive. I snagged an eight dollar carton of strawberries for three bucks last night though, so that's pretty sweet ( Read more... )

So, I got a new blaaaaaaahg.

It is here: IncredulousD.blogspot.comThere will probably be less vomiting of emotion and more vomiting of political vitriol, because that shit is not appropriate for my facebook newsfeed either. But I'm sure I'll continue to whine about my life here, because certain kinds of angst only feel appropriate on livejournal ( Read more... )