the annual night-before-ACTF-and-vickie's-up-all-night tradition is underway.

senior sem proposal: done.
resume: just about done.
packing: haven't even started.
other things: i'm screwed.

i hope to be in bed by 4. really, really hoping.

i'm sitting here at the f, biting my fingernails wondering how the secretariat meeting is going...this is so frustrating!!!! wishing my joey and chucky all the best of luck...

i'm also waiting to see what t thinks of my first article. it wasn't an incredibly difficult story to write, and i think i did a good job, but i'm sitting here waiting for the "OK, good, but..."

ACTF tomorrow. very excited. presented today. didn't sneer, but did have a puppy-like yelp where the scream was supposed to go. i will have a full-out scream for wednesday.

work, then finish proposal for senior sem, emailing pat about work, packing, emailing resume, finishing up stuff, then sleep at some point. hopefully i won't run into a doorframe and kick the shit out of two toes this time (not like i've done that any other time, obviously...riiiiiight.)

last night was highly amusing. and yes, i did pay the price today.

senior social. i wore my "rock star" pants. these pants are wonderful and i love them dearly, but by the end of the night, the things are fucking HOT. i willingly changed into a short black skirt before going to the after-party (and having to walk across campus to reach said party). yeah.

the quote of the night came on the walk home. i was trying to say "i'm cocked" (which right there shows you how fucked up i was, if i was actually trying to use the expression "cocked"), but it came out more like "cauuuuuuucked" (like i had a really weird boston accent thing going on). so naturally, i had to use this expression from then on. i put it up as an away message, to which bethy asked me why i wrote that i was "caaaaaaaaaked". so then i had to say, "i'm so CAKED".

salsa con queso was unsuccessful--woke up today feeling like i wanted to curl up under a rock somewhere. had too much shit to do, no physical capability to do any of it. note to self: go to bed before 4. but after meeting jacques (the original jaccques, that is) and a ton of alleve, i went to get a haircut, which is a great cure for a hangover. walk in feeling like shit, walk out feeling like a million dollars. fortunately, i had a great woman cut my hair and i didn't have to go through the whole "i don't want to talk to you but you're making idle chitchat while you cut my hair with sharp objects so i'll chat back." she was cool, a blast to talk to. gold star for her.

i'm really excited about ACTF, drew's audition is going to be tight. we present to the acting I class tomorrow. eeek!

and before i go to ACTF on tuesday, i must finish my free press story, work on the senior sem proposal, buy necessary items, work on necessary things, AND try to get some of my literary seductions reading done. oh wait, and attend various functions.

..................

one thing i make a conscious effort not to do is make assumptions about other peoples' jobs. since i don't know what goes into those jobs, i'm not really one to act like i do know what they do and how much they work and whatnot. i think it's common courtesy.

therefore, i find it highly offensive when other people talk about MY job. my job in which i DON'T get any money, i get bitched at constantly, and i find myself struggling to get everything done on time.

i will now provide explanations for defender practice, for all those who seem to inquire about what we actually do over in the bergeron lab:

- we publish nine issues. we cannot publish more than nine because we cannot possibly publish during weekends in which we are not on campus. we cannot paginate when everyone is in different states. if someone has an idea about how exactly we can conference-paginate, feel free to contact me.

- allegation: defender does not cover "real" news. truth: where was this naysayer when we covered sept. 11 and how it affected the campus? was said person asleep when we sent an editor to new york city to cover the scene at ground zero? did any other oncampus publication (student-run, that is) effectively address how the campus was affected? the answer is no. we cover events objectively. were there other reporters in the ryan parking lot while two cars were being examined by police and firefighters after they were lit on fire? was there a photographer from any other campus publication? no. we refuse to publish rumor if it is not backed by fact, we examine issues that should be covered in a respectful way, and we expect our writers to produce polished, A.P.-style work. we ask questions, we try to look at the bigger picture, and we try, with our staff that is never more than eight people, to cover the events of the entire st. michael's campus plus juggle classes and our other responsibilities.

we are constantly learning. every semester, the old staff leaves and a brand new staff arrives. we learn programs for layout, photography. we learn editing skills and continue to learn about the craft of writing. those who return learn management, design, advertising and time management. we work 20-30 hours a week (at minimun) creating, finetuning, and presenting publications each week to inform the st. michael's campus.

i invite any naysayers to try doing what we do for a week. if you can produce better work than us, feel free to criticize. in that case, hell, i'll agree with you. however, until i see anyone else lining up to do what we do each week, i can do nothing but laugh at you. i don't pretend to understand what you do in your position. i don't pretend to like you, and i refuse to play the little social games you play. so DO NOT smile and say hello to me and then bash my newspaper with your little friends. get your ass over here and give it a shot. then see how much bashing you'll do.

highlights from the evening:

- leaving laundry my own personal message curosty of nicole

- senior social was fun. i was a rock s ar.

- after-party at josh & nicks. bastard boy is named. fun times. now can't feel finger.s

i love being a senior, 21 years old, and being able tohava fun night.

"i'm caaaaaaacked."

why doi think i'll delete htis blog tomorrow?

coming to a theatre near you: VORTEX, based on VORTEX: the great american novel, the tale of a band, vortex, trying to get ahead in this crazy world by making it big at a seedy LA club--VORTEX. starring: v, hayden christensen and pairing newcomers m and e. special appearances by casey affleck, jesse bradford, and cb.

doesn't it have a nice ring to it?

more john in rolling stone action...wheeeeeeee!

when one is tired when one wakes up, all one needs to start the day off on the right note is a little gonads and strife.

yo motherfucker, wheeeeeeeeeee!

work, then parental visit, then working with drew & kirk, then f. fun fun fun.

imagine my surprise to find that someone found this lil blog by searching for "shawn radley"--and my ranting and raving about him with the howie coffeehouse debacle comes up on the search engine.

official statement: i, victoria, do not have issues with shawn radley. it was a mixup that was unfortunate, but he did get in touch with me and was nice about it. i do not think he is a moron, i have no hard feelings, and i feel quite bad that someone stumbled across an entry that was written while i was exceptionally pissed off.

although i do find it amusing, in its own sort of way...but nonetheless, sorry shawn. you're A-OK.

seth yavacone band played in alliot tonight. i was impressed.

now i work out.

that is all.

take a listen to main street east--i really like.

approximately 15 minutes to go. forget growling, my stomach is roaring. my left arm is starting to look somewhat appetizing at this point...almost home. almost to my bowl of beautiful

wonderful

nutritious

special k with berries.

soon.

internship--day two. i have my first story--i'm doing an advance on the high school state cheerleading competition. it'll be my first f byline...

i've also got a few story ideas that t gave me that i'm going to be able to check out. i feel bad that i'm missing next week because of ACTF, but t amazingly cool and was fine with it. as long as i'm around in february and march for basketball games, i'm cool. i think it means that the next few weeks of my life will be devoted to basketball.

things are going to be fine, i just need to make sure i take time to relax, as well. today's been fully booked all day (work, ACTF, f), and i have classes all tomorrow. after everything settles into place (ACTF, defender, schedule), i'll be fine. right now it's a little hectic, though, because i feel like i don't have time to get anything accomplished for anyone. i just have to look at the small picture--focus on what i need to do each hour, get that done, and move on to the next.

working at user support was surprisingly enjoyable today. i had the best day there i've had in ages. i gave eric shit, he gave me shit, i showed people remarkably simple fixes to "impossibly annoying" problems, and the four hours whizzed by.

i just have to remember to find time to eat during busy days like this. i forgot to do that today (or rather, i didn't really think about it until i sit down here at 7 p.m...), and i know there's a bowl of special k with the red berries at home with my name on it. mmm...only three more hours... ;)

scotty's road journal entries are my drug--so good to get a fix. ;)

what the hell was that?!? apparently i'm on crack today...

maloney walked up to me yesterday as i was waiting to get into the classroom for literary seductions, put his arm on my shoulder, and told me that he was watching chocolat over the weekend and there was a character in it who looked like me. curses!!! my life of relative obscurity is crumbling as i speak...the general public is learning of my feature film debut... ;) i've wanted to watch the movie anyway, but now i'm intrigued. i know, i'm a narcissistic bitch at times. ;)

after working on some ACTF things in the library, drew and i walked outside to find nick, and we began talking about our respective futures and whatnot (a topic that is contstantly lurking in the back of my mind). after having said discussion, the three of us noticed the large, fluffy snowflakes that had begun to fall, so we spent time trying to catch them on our tongues. we would crouch down, jump up, and roam about trying to capture the snowflakes, and i realized that the simple action was an incredible comfort to me. there's something so reassuring about going from such a heavy topic to a childlike, fun activity...

today i work at user support from 1 to 5, then work on the scene for ACTF with drew and kirk, then my internship from 7 to 11.

in a week, i'll be on my way to the festival!!! the ACTF regional festival was one of the best weeks of my junior year. it's a week of complete immersion in theatre--seeing two shows a day, going to workshops, seeing acting competitions (or, in this case, supporting someone in the acting competition) and, if one chooses, writing about theatre continuosly for two days. besides that, there is the opportunity to meet theatre students from across the northeast, hang out in hotel rooms, and relax (party) for five days. i'd never experienced anything like it before--and i can't wait to go back.

it didn't tape. :( and hayden didn't win.

LotR was fantastic. following the production process (well, as much as possible, obviously) and seeing what i'd read about live in front of me on the screen was a fascinating experience. kudos to those associated with the production. i've only read the first book (chuck, having discussed this with me before christmas break, put a fabulous paperback edition of all three books combined into my christmas stocking--therefore earning a gold star for the next three years), but seeing how my imagination compared to peter jackson's imagination was thrilling--both when they lined up (my image of gollum, for instance, and some of the locations) and when they varied drastically (sean bean brought a whole new dynamic to boromir i never read into--his character had redeeming qualities and dignity, which i didn't see on the page).

and beth laughed heartily while i enjoyed my second big-screen viewing of the star wars trailer. as well as during one of the questions they always show before the previews start: "which is your favorite star wars movie?" my answer: "the one with hayden christensen in it..." (for the record, i did thoroughly enjoy "return of the jedi").

i returned home, read about 65 pages of henry james (not much of a fan, not going to lie about it), created the sign up sheet for defender story meetings, and now am preparing for bed, as i have to be in sue's class at 8-fricking-15 tomorrow morning to give my 5-minute talk about writing for the paper. oh, how i joyously await that experience...

i've decided, since no official soundtrack is being released for it, i am going to make my own copy of the "life as a house" soundtrack. there is a score available, but fuck that. look at this track listing...
- guster, "what you wish for"
- gob, "that's the way"
- on, "soluble words"
- default, "live a lie"
- marilyn manson, "sweet dreams"
- default, "somewhere"
- ohgr, "water"
- limp bizkit, "rearranged"
- guster, "rainy day"
- joni mitchell, "both sides now"
- deadsy, "gramercy park"
- radiohead, "how to disappear completely"

now all i need to do is see the movie...

golden globes are on this evening. since i might be going to see lord of the rings tonight (finally!!!), i'm probably taping the awards show. ever since i was a little kid, i have loved awards show season (shallow as that might be), so i'm looking forward to it. the official (as i see it) kick off to the awards season...

...then take me disappearin' through the smoke rings of my mind,
down the foggy ruins of time, far past the frozen leaves,
the haunted, frightened trees, out to the windy beach,
far from the twisted reach of crazy sorrow.
yes, to dance beneath the diamond sky with one hand waving free,
silhouetted by the sea, circled by the circus sands,
with all memory and fate driven deep beneath the waves,
let me forget about today until tomorrow...

Take the Which Radiohead Album are you? Quiz.

i went to baz's tonight for her new year's eve party. the rationale being that since we weren't able to be together for new year's for real, we could all reenact it so we are, in a sense, together when the clock strikes midnight.

i actually had a blast. bethy, drew, michelle and i went over, and it was a lot of fun. i had a chance to see people i hadn't seen yet, and i was able to reconnect with some that i hadn't talked to in awhile.

in other news, i've been playing guitar regularly, and i'm happy to say that my fingers are getting caloused again and i'm slowly teaching myself to be able to play howie's "after you."

now i sleep. first day of internship tomorrow.

"time heals all wounds."

hmm...if the situation was handled maturely, time does heal wounds. otherwise, however, you don't know me nearly as well as you think you did.

i'm determined: my senior seminar project is going to be putting on a benefit concert. and it is going to be great.

senior sem, besides it being three and a half hours long (?!?!?!) is going to be interesting. dyane and jon are already scaring me with how they keep talking about how it will be the last time we do this and the last time we do that and how the class is in one big group so we can all join together as the journalism class of 2002--i cannot believe i'm graduating...but i ran my idea by dyane and she seemed excited about it. and she kept stressing during class about how we have to love what we are going to be devoting the semester to and how we shouldn't be afraid to try something we normally wouldn't try--and this is ideal: i'm combining journalism with music, it's going to a cause (therefore providing a purpose), and it can have a great end result. baz might join forces with me for this one, which would be fantastic. it would be a great project and it would be wonderful to have someone sharing the experience with me...

i have a few ideas for bands/artists...i'm calling to find out booking prices tomorrow.

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

oh, and the books we're reading for the class? stephen king, on writing (have it in hardcover, love it) and kerouac's on the road (have it, have been meaning to read it) among a couple others.

if all goes according to plan, at least i'll be going out with a bang...

bethy and i just kicked our asses working out.

we're hardcore!!!!

alright. after finding people have found my site through this, this, AND this, i have to start wondering...wtf? is there some growing pop culture trend that i'm utterly unaware of or is it something i just shouldn't question?

in other news, i found some stuff by a band called main st. east--i like.

i resumed my process of learning guitar this evening.

my poor fingers.

literary seductions is going to be a phenomenal class.

i know i'm horrible for being amused by this, but nonetheless:

"my fellow ameri--"

THUD.

after this post, i find that secret service starts viewing and monitoring my blog... ;)

topics: literary seductions reading list:
henry james, selected tales
evelyn waugh, a handful of dust
marcel proust, swann's way: in search of lost time volume 1
edgar allan poe, the fall of the house of usher and other works
margaret atwood, the handmaid's tale
a.s. byatt, angels & insects
f. scott fitzgerald, the great gatsby
jeanette winterson, written on the body
vladimir nabokov, lolita
anais nin, delta of venus: erotica

i am thrilled about this class. books i've either read and loved (gatsby) and books and authors i've always wanted to read. the class list is also looking great: bethy, drew, erikka, patterson, josh cook are taking it, and i'm hoping the rest of the class will be equally impressive. nat and kerry (sp?) kaplan are teaming up to teach it. i haven't had either of them before, but i've heard nothing but good things about them.

tomorrow at 10:30 a.m...

after a horrifically hectic day, i'm back at school.

i'm happy to be back. very much so. my first night back, however, left much to be desired. i'm attributing much of it to my being tired--i got about three hours sleep last night, so i've been more than a little cranky and i'm the first to admit it. however, in my tendancy to boost things up to an epic proportion they cannot possibly live up to, i expected to feel this amazing surge of empowerment and joy about my return--i'm happy to see my housemates, i'm happy to see drew, i'm happy to see the people i've seen--but other than that, it's just back to my normal state of...i don't know, whatever i normally am.

while i go through constant denial that i've grown up while in college, being back has forced me to realize that i feel old. not to mention more than a little jaded. i'm missing friends who graduated last year, i'm scared shitless that i'm a senior preparing for graduation. and i was more than a little pissed off when someone tried to give me tips on playing asshole--i've been playing the damn game since freshman year, throwing down one bad hand does NOT mean i don't know what the hell i'm doing. it's amazing how little things like a card game can make me realize how old and decrepid i sound (and feel at times).

i'm hoping that a full night's sleep will make me cheerier tomorrow. i just need to focus on the fact that i am going to have a good semester, i'm going to spend time with people whose company i enjoy, and i'm going to end college on a high note.

or else. ;)

the random arrival of a simplesimon mailing never fails to make me smile.

ah...the last night before the return to school. i made a mistake tonight and realized that this is probably the last official pack everything at the last minute in order to go back to school for a new semester night that i'll ever experience. i'm trying to ignore this.

i have a ridiculous amount of work to do before i sleep. unfortunately, i don't have the normal luxury of sleeping in as late as i'd like tomorrow morning, as i have to be at work at 10. and i'm packing the car before i leave so i can leave directly from work for the wonderful land i call burlington. hurrah!!! so i'm in the normal crazy pattern of washing things, drying them, cursing them for not being dry enough, and, naturally, waiting and not sleeping. had i not had a stressful workday today, this would be fine. however, by 7 tonight, i was ridiculously on edge. yes, i admit it, i yelled at a customer tonight. well, maybe i didn't "yell". "snapped" is more appropriate. but it was his own damn fault, he yelled at me, so i "snapped" back. all of the customers were incredibly rude today, i was tired, and i didn't want to be courteous. i felt better after. :)

i raided my parents' stash of clothing tonight. i found some gems. vintage...ah...new additions to my wardrobe that will make me very very happy.

alright, i do need sleep at some point this evening, so i should resume packing. at this time tomorrow, i'll be back at my house at school... :):):)

i think my music collection is about to get a boost...more on it later.

etherphyte searcher in cali...hmm...caleb or adam?

i have played the sims today far too much for my own good. it's so addictive!

i spent over an hour filling out the survey drew sent--then when i tried sending it (i tried smcmail AND yahoo), both gave me problems and i wound up losing my responses. AURGH! they were good, too!

must sleep. closing tomorrow, also stopping by the high school to say hello to frau burke. :)

i got the "i am sam" soundtrack. i am a fan.

that is all.

for now.

one less stress--got the official word on the internship. i'm set. looks like there will be two or three other interns--one from middlebury, one from champlain, and possibly one from uvm. all guys...so it'll be me and hilary taking on the men. we'll kick some ass. i'm now working on convincing the department that garrity will need some assistance when he goes to utah in february to cover the olympics. it's an awfully big event for just one person to cover. will post the progress of the "send vickie to the games" campaign as it develops.

"i am sam" soundtrack comes out tomorrow. i plan on purchasing it tomorrow. i've been anticipating it for some time now.

what else? my parents gave me a set of glassware for the house. plates and the like. i've never been so happy to get plates before. i'm thrilled, to be honest. something i don't have to buy!!!!!!!

what a DAY!!!

meeting of the smcssvs was great--went to bjarn's, we were served by a girl i graduated high school with--i'm hoping it was just that she had a bad night, because she was rather bitchy and it surprised me, to say the least. she used to go to trinity (when it was still open), so i hung out with her from time to time during college and it was always great...hey, c'est la vie. i'm over it.

but bjarn's is a restaurant owned by my high school soccer coach (and one of my favorite people from my high school days), so i was psyched to get back there. i went into the kitchen after dinner to say hello and got some hugs and well wishes, which was great. bjarne (pronounced like the damn purple dinosaur) is a kick-ass guy--not to mention that he was an amazing coach!

i hate that every time i see anyone from before college now, the third question i get asked, after "how are you?" and "how's college?", is "what are you going to do next year?" know what, public? I DON'T KNOW YET!!!!!!! i don't have a job lined up, i don't know where i'm going to live, i don't know what i'm going to do. THERE.

after dinner, which was quite good, bethy and i went to coffee exchange and talked--it was wonderful to spend time with her--yes, we live twenty minutes away from each other, but with working and sleeping and trying to get everything done and setting up some sort of a routine, it's hard to meet up on a regular basis. but every time we do, i leave cursing myself for not meeting up sooner. while i like to be able to spend time with family here at home, at some point during break, it's incredibly depressing because i start worrying about after school. what if i come home and i don't have somewhere else to go? i'm stuck in the rutland area?

seeing bethy calms me because i can relax and be more of myself and just have fun. i'm lucky to have her around me during off time.

we both have wednesday off, we're going to shoot for trying to get up to burlington to move in stuff, do some house shopping, and get away from southern vt. i just hope it stops snowing...

after i left bethy, i went to blockbuster and rented "an ideal husband." i approve. predictable as hell, but enjoyable and british. i wanted to rent "pride & prejudice" so i could finally see it (and colin firth as darcy!), but both episodes were out. so i went with "AIH". not the same, but not bad.

after that though, was another treat. i finally caught an episode of "inside the actors' studio" on BRAVO, which i've always wanted to see, and robin williams was featured. naturally, he was fucking hilarious.

after that, i caught two episodes of a show i was interested in seeing. it's called "the 'it' factor". think "real world: new york" with 12 actors who are followed as they try to get their big breaks. fascinating show, i taped it and plan on continuing to follow it. i don't know why i didn't start watching BRAVO ages ago...i love this station! tv worth watching now consists solely of "the west wing" and BRAVO. and "the daily show" because i love jon stewart. :)

good good day. work tomorrow, therefore sleep is necessary.

smcssvs meeting tonight at bjarn's...bueno!

i never mentioned that the installation of my car's cd player was successful. and as i've been driving around, i've been listening to my copy of remy zero's "the golden hum." originally, i wasn't overly crazy about it (because i didn't think it could possibly compare to "villa elaine"), but it's really growing on me now. i recommend it. it's odd, however, hearing "save me" on eqx...i always do a double take, wondering, "what the hell is remy zero doing on the radio?"

i also made a new mix that i'm very pleased with. includes (not in the correct order) ryan cabrera, ben kweller, john mayer, averi, stephen speaks, jeff buckley, toploader, five for fighting, howie & john's "sorry so sorry", radiohead, guster, belle and sebastian, and a couple others. it's pleasing to my audio palate, plus it's random selections from the artists (buckley singing "3 is a magic number" is hilarious, i love it!)

the verdict on red:
My car is 61 - 75% dependable.

This car is invincible. It can't be stopped. It can't be reasoned with. I think I will Skip work today and drive halfway across the country to see some bands. Now I just need to tint the windows, get a box for the trunk, and crank up my favorite Mineral or Sunny Day Real Estate album, but goddamnit I better get those pizzas there on time or they are coming out of my pay!

Take the Dependable Transportation Test! click here

quiz made by stranz

i got bored and created a new screenname for IM. i don't know if i'll use it frequently, but if you're online and i'm not on under my normal one, check here and see if i'm around.

name came from my brother tonight--he was talking about his distaste for popular music, and i said, "and you're talking about popular music with whom?" to which he replied, "i know, miss alternacoustic." i thought it was rather catchy.

chatted with megan at coffee exchange this evening. it was odd, in some respects, simply because it's weird enough to say, "so, how have you been the past three and a half years?" and also because we're both in such different places now. she was shocked when i told her about my theatre experiences, i don't think she ever saw that one coming. i also think she was surprised at everything i've done at school--i was filling her in on everything, and later i made a comment about the radio show last spring, and she said, "you did a radio show too???? how did you have time?"

she's doing well, yale seems to be treating her well, and it was good to talk to her. i hope we keep in touch as time goes by. i'm glad i decided to procrastinate from writing my research paper that night and emailed her instead. yet another example of how procrastination is actually a good thing.

after careful discussion with elizabeth, i have decided to try to get back to smc saturday night. that way i can get everything done for cleaning my room and organizing before the parents arrive the next day with more stuff plus we can go see "lord of the rings" saturday night (because rutland sucks and doesn't bother showing it here). plus because i'm looking forward to being back. :)

smcssvs meeting tomorrow, plus i call the free press to see what's going on with my internship plus i try to get in touch with paul to discuss defender. aurgh.

i meant to mention this awhile ago and just stumbled across it again. fred durst discussing why wes left limp bizkit:

"It's all about the music. We were trying to write the new album, and Wes was writing very eclectic stuff, and he became very, very obsessed with Radiohead."

hehehehehe. radiohead. breaking up a rock band near you. ;)

while i don't think avalon is the best venue for a singer-songwriter, i think i'm going to try to see john there on the 28th. i'm working on getting the jesse boy there as well!!!!

happy 22nd to androo!

jesse's still with us, i'm thrilled to report!

i'm not sure about michelle, though. m.i.a...

i'm meeting up with megan on saturday night for some coffee exchange action. i haven't seen megan since about the time i graduated high school, she went on rotary to russia while i went to college. now she's at yale. it will be neat to see her, since i haven't really talked to her in three and a half years or so and we used to be close, but i'm not going to pretend that it won't be somewhat awkward. in high school, i always felt just a little less...polished than she was. she was cultured and theatrical, i was sports girl. while a great deal has changed (i'm theatre girl now, i've changed radically since high school), i'm worried that i'm going to unexpectedly revert to how i was back then.

but whatever. it'll be good to hang out with an old friend at least one last time.

my father took my car in to get the cd player installed this afternoon. one fuse was blown somehow, so now it needs to go in again tomorrow. until it comes back with everything working, i'm going to worry about it. if for whatever reason, my sound system is messed up, i'm going to kick some ass. but chris says it's just the cd player and he's going to get a new one. so i'll just remain as optimistic as possible until it comes back working and happy.

in other news, i finally saw moulin rouge last night. while i appreciated ewan mcgregor before, i was head over heels in love with him while the movie was on. i need to see a life less ordinary now.

lord of the rings isn't playing in rutland. so i guess i'm going to wait until i get back up to school. while the movie's been out for awhile now, i still cannot believe it's not playing here. WTF?!?!?!

the palendromic year of 2002...welcome welcome welcome.

i composed a quick summary of 2000 last year at about this time, so it's time for victoria's 2001 in review. let's begin the trip down memory lane...

- ACTF at UNH: great shows, amazing acting (go kathleen!!!), and "hey, maybe james dean will be around." "thanks kirk, he's actually right there." also: "you know, i'm a vegetarian, but there's nothing more theraputic than watching meat turn on a stick." "i'm not gay, but if jim morrison was in my bed, i wouldn't kick him out." mr. bagel refers to me as howie. winning critic's workshop, enjoying the last night at the hotel.
- interviewing john mayer and glen phillips at higher ground. "your body is a taco stand..." babylon during soundcheck, added lyrics to not myself. "yeah, i was going to start that up again later in the set, but i forgot." yes, glen was sick, but he did play for us!
- stupid fucking kirk paper 1. shakespeare throughout the ages. vow never to write a paper for him again.
- nationals in d.c. one hour of sleep the night before with a seriously sprained toe (damn doorframe!), sleepy bethy. ;) flying to d.c. without being able to recline the chair because the woman next to me was already asleep. the sensation of flying into d.c. by myself. not being able to find my fucking hotel. roommates are margot and kc (one bad mutha)! phone tag with clint, roaming the city (camera in hand), shakespeare theatre!!!!! machinals sucked, the character was PROTEUS!!!! 2 a.m. nightmare. margot and i witness bohemian rhapsody outside the hotel. meeting up with the parental units, the newseum. missing p-day, but there in spirit. the kennedy center, especially the last night on the terrace. want to go back. SHOULD HAVE MET UP WITH CLINT!!!!!!
- spending the last day or two with jesse. graduation.
- tom's graduation weekend: graduation, dmb, then howie/john at paradise.
- coming home for the rest of the summer. being happy to be home.
- howie in northampton.
- defender. all year long. even at 5 a.m monday nights.
- moving into slut sanctuary/virgin vault. "it's like cheers..."
- spoons.
- 9-11-01.
- LEAP. worth the wait.
- we learn that moving jeeps are bad evil things.
- heaven, hell and purgatory party. how many jello shots? shaking the yuka and a shot of tequila to kick everything off. knowing the hangover is going to be a bitch, our heroines attempt to cure themselves by consuming tortilla chips and salsa con queso. they awake in the morning with no hangover, no illness. nothing. thus proving that salsa con queso is the ultimate hangover preventative resource.
( beth: LOL...and as all good stories end the heroines slay the evil hang over and wake up perky and fresh the following morning)
- halloween. rich didn't have the spirit like we did. we were the cutest smc cheerleaders in the place.
- birthday--"i'm a woman on a mission!!!" NIKEY!!!!!! JUST DO IT!!!! ("um...actually...") housemates cleaning bedroom in case of birthday hookup.
- arcadia. british accents. "kick some ass tonight." how many times did beth see the show? ACTF respondent: "hey, it was their loss." "hey, why don't chloe and bernard kiss?" strumpets. a monKEY! "that's right, you bloody WEREN'T..."
- dispatch. my girls got onstage, i got to add to the yellow concert t-shirt collection. :)
- "one tequila two tequila thee tequila floor." naming the trees on the walk home, as well as a fire hydrant. bethy names jacques.
- stupid fucking kirk paper 2. aristotle's criticism of deus ex machina was wrong. taking on a guy dead for 2000 years. vow never to write a paper for kirk again.
- the letter.
- annual december boston trip. the love of donald's life, pat mcgee band (again), naming jacques jr. spending time with drew and michelle in the city--the steps leading to fanuel hall ("oh, i love that dirty water...oh boston you're my home"), saying goodbye on the t (that's why he's going to ACTF!!!!!!)
- a year of memories, a few regrets, but mostly laughs and good times.

whenever i do one of those, i feel like i'm writing senior memories in the yearbook all over again. don't take offense to omissions, had to be brief.