i'll probably come back one day when i feel the need to make people read what i've written, but as for now due to circumstances such as rare internet access and life in general i'm out.

bye livejournal, you cruel mistress.

is it telling that i threw up at the end of the last day of exams? my souffles are still cracking but my plated dessert was gorgeous.

it's nearly 2 in the morning. i have to be up at 4:15... ok 4:30... ok it's really like 5:00. when school started i was so excited about undertaking something new, tried so hard to be really good at everything we made, wanted so much to be the standout who the chefs took under their wings. now? now i just look forward to the day it's over - next ( Read more... )

there came a point in recent history where i gave up on keeping in touch with everyone. after louisiana school, lsu, lsu theatre, theatre in vermont, school in england, time on a ship, roadtrips, and chicago (theatre and pastry school)... i don't talk to anyone from denham springs anymore. so many people. i feel like an asshole for giving up on ( Read more... )

somebody needs to tell this audience that Betrayal is not a comedy. i've been subbing on the show and have seen it several times now. just yesterday i realized the point of the "reading yeats on torcello" bit. it really underscores the whole point of the show - and i thought i understood it when we studied it in leigh's class and one of my closest ( Read more... )

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i realized today that a younger me would've recognized the signs sooner, would've been more in tune with the world around me. chicago's killing parts of me i hold dear. such a cold city - pas une jolie ville. but i caught them at the last minute, and i'm coming out of the weekend with a steady baking job plus extra theatre work tomorrow with a new ( Read more... )

drunk enough that my right eye is closing and i'm having trouble telling people about how i really feel about you.

yesterday was neither good nor bad - i wrote it off as a fluke in my two weeks of happiness. today was just bad. the world, the country, the city, my life all falling apart. but after a few fortuitous realisations and a few drinks i think it might just be growing pains. it turns out i might make a wedding cake for you afterall. maybe even a ( Read more... )

a weekend of crashing on couches, floors, drinking drinking drinking, filled with an energy that i know, from past experience, could come crashing to the ground, but this time it's different, this time i think it's different, this time it just might be different ( Read more... )