you're my only hope.

* if you are reading this note, you are obi wan kenobi. congrats jedi master.

so, yes. i no longer work at norcostco. this is great. great because that job was not great. at all. wowsers. worst job ever.

i love, love, LOVE my new job. Love it. can't say enough how happy it makes me. i'm at the center for puppetry arts in their ( Read more... )

so, the onion's av club had (as usual) a lovely article on friday in their better late than never feature. it's all about book and novel of to kill a mockingbird. the article is short, well composed, totally worth reading. the insanely huge comments section (or at least the first thread) is also worth your time.

i'm here, at work (the bad one) on a ( Read more... )

point a - this week

when an audition calls for an actress to be mid to late 20's, witty, intelligent, and (glory be) tall, i should probably go ahead and audition. and i did. and i didn't do well.

in the audition room i was witty and intelligent. i was tall and mid to late 20's (though there's not a whole lot i can do abuot that either way). i jsut ( Read more... )

 
"i have a headache.  i have a terrible headache." - bruce mcculloch,  hangover chronicles

working on saturdays sucks.  i know, there are lots of jobs that work on saturdays.  and there are lots of different definitions of work and what all that entails...but working on a saturday at a job you already hate 5 other days of the week is just a disgrace ( Read more... )

so, recently, the onion AV club (of course) started reviewing my so-called life, which has finally been released on dvd.   and the reviewer (the hater herself) links to you tube episodes of mscl.  man, that show was great.  and yeah, the clothes look really dated now and there's some crappy tv elements, but it's solid.

actually, i kind of like the ( Read more... )

for posterity's sake, i'm going back to me free open diary (which totally still exists despite my lack of recent entries) and taking the entries i liked and saving htem places.  this is the first one.   i wrote it when my dog died.

blargh blah bleep!

Stars 11/19/2002
When i was little...well, not all the time...i have this distinct memory of being ( Read more... )

*this title uses a royal us and a self-reflective you.  i am my own laurel and hardy.

so.

it's june.  usually this is where the half-way/quarterly update thing goes.  and to that i say 'meh'.

i guess i should say this, it seems my winter funk hibernated and has now decided to awaken.  which is shitty.  i believe this is due to several factors.  and ( Read more... )

so yes, indeed.  i have a new job.  and as of yet, i am not destitute.  and after i get paid for the first time in over a month, i'll be doin' alright.

i suppose.

i have a new job.  it consists of mostly customer service and data entry.  sound familliar?  you bet it does.  only now i deal with things that sort of have to do with theatre sometimes.  ( Read more... )

 how the hell - how in the fucking hell - do people meet people?  you know what i mean.  how does this happen?

jesus...

either my friends need more attractive male friends or i need to get a job SOON so i can go do things.

springtime, kiddos.  Fucking SpringTime.

sigh.

several things...

when you do a run of a show, and you do more than like 10 shows, your language starts to change to that show.  or at least mine does.  right now i say the words ’unbelievable’ and ’unbelieveably’ a lot.  more than i ever have.  i also catch myself - even though the tour has ended - starting stories with the same structure that the ( Read more... )