*embarrassed chuckle*

awhile ago, i made a point of making reference to people by first names (unless, naturally, the person in question is particularly well-known, in which case there is little chance of my being embarrassed by anything i write. afterall, it's been well-established that any embarrassing posts i make about famous people are probably proclamations of adoration in one form or another and it's not like those people will ever stumble across my blog). it stemmed from a post from senior year, in which i made reference to two of my housemates, one of which found the blog (or someone in her family? the details are fuzzy). ever since, i've been all about the first name action.

it's not worth it to go back through really old entries and edit them accordingly, but i was both amused and embarrassed to find that someone did find the same embarrassing (now, that is) post by searching for another full name that was included ... i need to remember that this little space here has come up on search engines during some funny, alarming and downright ridiculous searches - but it can also come up on others!

nevertheless. i don't know who was doing the searching, but if it's a prospective casting type, let me say that clinton is a fantastic actor who has impressed me each time i've had a chance to see him perform (although i've not had the opportunity to do so in about two years, i'm sorry to say). if it was the actor himself, well ... um? hi, how've you been? *feeling sheepish*

speaking of college ... went back to campus today, as i accompanied becca to the mlk convocation in the chapel. saw numerous familiar faces and felt the still new awkwardness of being somewhere i used to know so well but now feels incredibly different. standing in front of the chapel, i turned and faced the campus, remembering that, only a few years ago, the buildings, walkways and fellow students were my existance. it was where i spent most of four years and came to feel at home. but now, with so much that has happened since graduation, it takes a moment to understand that. and instead of feeling as if i'm home, i struggle to remember what it felt like to feel at home there.

i'm just old, i suppose. it was great to be there and see everything - i have so many fond memories of the place and am, all things considered, so glad i made the decision to grow, learn, live and love there. but i'm definitely not a college student anymore - and i've got to say that, again all things considered, i suppose i'm glad i'm not. sure, things are odd right now and i miss the old days frequently, but it's just that - i miss them. i wouldn't want them back.

with a hugely busy day tomorrow (the arrival of my couch and loveseat - hurrah!), filled with activity, interviewing and writing, i'm preparing to relax while i can ... i found a great deal on a dvd package during my shopping with becca and am preparing to enjoy "moulin rouge" - one of those movies i've always said i should get but never actually did. it's accompanying movie is "william shakespeare's romeo + juliet," one of those movies that, in retrospect, shaped my life ever so much more than i realized at the time.

it's funny, though, as i was picking up said "we worship baz luhrmann" package, i instantly flashed back to sitting in the small kennedy center room on day one or two of senior year actf, as i and maybe one other critic defended both "r+j" to the rest of the group, met with the playfully scathing look of one in particular as he discussed how much luhrmann butchered shakespeare ...

two years later, i'm still yet to be convinced. bwahaha.