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.
1.07.2002
1.06.2002
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!)
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!)
1.05.2002
the verdict on red:
My car is 61 - 75% dependable.
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!
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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.
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. ;)
"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. ;)
1.04.2002
1.03.2002
1.02.2002
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?!?!?!
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.
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.
12.28.2001
hola from quincy-land...just got back from pat mcgee band at avalon...for a place that doesn't look like much from outside, it shapes up very nicely inside...it was definitely a wake-up call for the girl who loves paradise...gorgeous venue.
that said, i missed paradise during the show. there were so many people, and while i enjoyed the music, i couldn't feel the connection that i find in a smaller place. paradise is perfect for pmb--a fact the band obviously realized during the show, as pat kept talking about "last time at paradise", etc. etc.
but the band was on tonight--great set. shorter set than last time, but that was to be expected...they raffled off a guitar again--the last three digits of my ticket were 192. 188 won. the girl in front of me in line won the guitar and got to rock out onstage with the band. BITTER!!!!!!
but the days here have been great. last night i went with michelle, crystal and jess to flannigan's, then we went to the pony room. drunken revelry commenced. then today michelle and i went into boston to meet up with drew at fanuel hall--we went to lunch at the green dragon. i found it neat to be setting up the details of where we'd meet by saying "we're meeting at the statue of sam adamns.." where i've grown up, we meet at houses. in college, maybe church street or whatever. but meeting n such an historic place, going to lunch at a "hotbed for the british during the revolutionary war"--it was neat. :) and it was fantastically wonderful to meet up with drew--fun times were had by all.
will write more later, when i'm home. now i go to watch sense and sensibility. kareoke tomorrow night--it's gonna get ugly. ;) then home saturday. back to normal life...
that said, i missed paradise during the show. there were so many people, and while i enjoyed the music, i couldn't feel the connection that i find in a smaller place. paradise is perfect for pmb--a fact the band obviously realized during the show, as pat kept talking about "last time at paradise", etc. etc.
but the band was on tonight--great set. shorter set than last time, but that was to be expected...they raffled off a guitar again--the last three digits of my ticket were 192. 188 won. the girl in front of me in line won the guitar and got to rock out onstage with the band. BITTER!!!!!!
but the days here have been great. last night i went with michelle, crystal and jess to flannigan's, then we went to the pony room. drunken revelry commenced. then today michelle and i went into boston to meet up with drew at fanuel hall--we went to lunch at the green dragon. i found it neat to be setting up the details of where we'd meet by saying "we're meeting at the statue of sam adamns.." where i've grown up, we meet at houses. in college, maybe church street or whatever. but meeting n such an historic place, going to lunch at a "hotbed for the british during the revolutionary war"--it was neat. :) and it was fantastically wonderful to meet up with drew--fun times were had by all.
will write more later, when i'm home. now i go to watch sense and sensibility. kareoke tomorrow night--it's gonna get ugly. ;) then home saturday. back to normal life...
12.23.2001
Beth3161: and they interviewed the current boy bands about the effect New Kids had on them
magdalena281: LOL. nick carter: "i wanted to BE joey joe!"
Beth3161: LOL
Beth3161: joey joe talked about how difficult it was to grow up in the spotlight
Beth3161: and all the fun and girls they had
magdalena281: to think, what they were doing while we stared at their posters...we were so duped!
Beth3161: the funniest part was when they were like...little girls would offer their bubble gum and buttons to meet the band...the 18+ category offered every sexual favor imaginable and would take off their clothes
magdalena281: it's still so impossible for me to wrap my brain around...i can't imagine them saying that! it's like i have a 11-year-old teeny bopper girl forcefield around them!
magdalena281: LOL. nick carter: "i wanted to BE joey joe!"
Beth3161: LOL
Beth3161: joey joe talked about how difficult it was to grow up in the spotlight
Beth3161: and all the fun and girls they had
magdalena281: to think, what they were doing while we stared at their posters...we were so duped!
Beth3161: the funniest part was when they were like...little girls would offer their bubble gum and buttons to meet the band...the 18+ category offered every sexual favor imaginable and would take off their clothes
magdalena281: it's still so impossible for me to wrap my brain around...i can't imagine them saying that! it's like i have a 11-year-old teeny bopper girl forcefield around them!
alright, i prepare for my trip to the greater boston area. i finally set up voicemail for my cell phone, i emailed peeps, i wrapped gifts (one to go), i think i almost have everything done. now i'm trying to figure out what i need to do...
i can't wait to get down to massachusetts. for one of the the first times, i'm realizing that there are friends all around where i'll be. i'll be in beverly, michelle is in quincy, drew in lynn, amanda in peobody, megan in franklin, christine in...where is christine? around there somewhere.
it's odd though, because beverly, danvers, lynn, etc...i've known these places all my life. i've been going there for years, was born there, etc. but it's always been where my family is. now it's where my family and friends are. it makes the prospect of going there to visit all the better. i am exceptionally excited.
i can't wait to get down to massachusetts. for one of the the first times, i'm realizing that there are friends all around where i'll be. i'll be in beverly, michelle is in quincy, drew in lynn, amanda in peobody, megan in franklin, christine in...where is christine? around there somewhere.
it's odd though, because beverly, danvers, lynn, etc...i've known these places all my life. i've been going there for years, was born there, etc. but it's always been where my family is. now it's where my family and friends are. it makes the prospect of going there to visit all the better. i am exceptionally excited.
12.22.2001
a random snippet of information brightened an otherwise dismal day. and not like the information directly affects me, but i thought it was neat. confused yet? read on...
first, my day. started with me at work at 9 a.m. yeah. i'm tired, i'm cranky, i'm just all sorts of not in a good mood. the day dragged on forever, i was stuck in a drive thru window with frozen fingers and obnoxious customers (while the holiday season brings out some of the sweetest people, it also brings out some of the snobbiest people in the world--particularly through drive-thru), and it just generally sucked.
now i'm sitting at home trying to motivate myself enough to do some excercizing before i crawl into bed to sleep for a bit before my 9 a.m. shift tomorrow. and then, after all that, i have to be in at 6 AM on christmas eve so i can be out by 2 so we can drive to my aunt's before going to my grandmother's. AND, because my brother's driving down to alix's, that means i have to be in with my parents, who are OPENING. which means 5 AM, in fair haven, probably curled up in a ball somewhere sleeping for an hour and cursing my existance i refer to as a life.
bad mood? yes.
my plans for immediately following christmas appear to be changing. we'll see. whatever winds up happening, it'll be nice to get away, if only for a day or so.
but the good random un-vickie-relevant news? hayden was nominated for a golden globe for "life as a house." i thought it was neat for him to be honored, particularly considering the company he's keeping in the category...plus the fact that he's my latest eye candy...hehehehehehe. i plan on seeing LAAH, as well as "lord of the rings"--which can't be seen in rutland until at least january because of the lack of an agreement between the film company and distributor. so i think i might try to get uncle tom to go see it with me when i go down to mass. or i'll see LAAH, i don't particularly care. i want to see both eventually.
now i need to excercise and sleep. i couldn't sleep last night and had a ridiculously fucked up dream i never want to experience again. very...graphic.
first, my day. started with me at work at 9 a.m. yeah. i'm tired, i'm cranky, i'm just all sorts of not in a good mood. the day dragged on forever, i was stuck in a drive thru window with frozen fingers and obnoxious customers (while the holiday season brings out some of the sweetest people, it also brings out some of the snobbiest people in the world--particularly through drive-thru), and it just generally sucked.
now i'm sitting at home trying to motivate myself enough to do some excercizing before i crawl into bed to sleep for a bit before my 9 a.m. shift tomorrow. and then, after all that, i have to be in at 6 AM on christmas eve so i can be out by 2 so we can drive to my aunt's before going to my grandmother's. AND, because my brother's driving down to alix's, that means i have to be in with my parents, who are OPENING. which means 5 AM, in fair haven, probably curled up in a ball somewhere sleeping for an hour and cursing my existance i refer to as a life.
bad mood? yes.
my plans for immediately following christmas appear to be changing. we'll see. whatever winds up happening, it'll be nice to get away, if only for a day or so.
but the good random un-vickie-relevant news? hayden was nominated for a golden globe for "life as a house." i thought it was neat for him to be honored, particularly considering the company he's keeping in the category...plus the fact that he's my latest eye candy...hehehehehehe. i plan on seeing LAAH, as well as "lord of the rings"--which can't be seen in rutland until at least january because of the lack of an agreement between the film company and distributor. so i think i might try to get uncle tom to go see it with me when i go down to mass. or i'll see LAAH, i don't particularly care. i want to see both eventually.
now i need to excercise and sleep. i couldn't sleep last night and had a ridiculously fucked up dream i never want to experience again. very...graphic.
12.21.2001
the grade fairy was good to me--i need to make sure to slip her a $20 next time for this miracle!
4.0 for the semester--first collegiate straight a semester...now a response to each grade for each class:
defender: paul is bribing me with an a because he knows that if my gpa suffered, i would have a perfectly good reason to say that i won't come back. perhaps it had something to do with all the work we did this semester, but i think it also has to do with the fear of a vickie-less defender semester. bribery...ah, nothing like the ethical journalism i know and love...obviously i'm kidding. i thought it was neat of paul to do. made my day...
chief patterns 1: alirght, my attendance in kirk's class this semester was probably worse than it was last semester. and when defender wrapped up last semester, kirk shook my hand and said he was looking forward to me actually being in class. um...yeah. plus the fact that i wrote my research paper pretty much in one day...i've come to two trains of thought on this. the first? my paper wasn't great, but the fact that i even attempted to take on aristotle using "america's sweethearts" and "raiders of the lost ark" as sources earned me points. second? the fact that i wrote ten pages for my final and put a lot of effort into it. or the fact that kirk and i get along well and i did the play. i guess i won't fight it. but i plan on emailing him to laugh about my paper. :)
liz class: i knew i'd do well. bethy told me before the class even started and i knew i was doing well all semester.
overall? shocked, but happy. i joke about it, but i did work hard this semester.
also got a new scholarship...bonus! thank you class of 1983.
alright, must go work out and then email peeps.
4.0 for the semester--first collegiate straight a semester...now a response to each grade for each class:
defender: paul is bribing me with an a because he knows that if my gpa suffered, i would have a perfectly good reason to say that i won't come back. perhaps it had something to do with all the work we did this semester, but i think it also has to do with the fear of a vickie-less defender semester. bribery...ah, nothing like the ethical journalism i know and love...obviously i'm kidding. i thought it was neat of paul to do. made my day...
chief patterns 1: alirght, my attendance in kirk's class this semester was probably worse than it was last semester. and when defender wrapped up last semester, kirk shook my hand and said he was looking forward to me actually being in class. um...yeah. plus the fact that i wrote my research paper pretty much in one day...i've come to two trains of thought on this. the first? my paper wasn't great, but the fact that i even attempted to take on aristotle using "america's sweethearts" and "raiders of the lost ark" as sources earned me points. second? the fact that i wrote ten pages for my final and put a lot of effort into it. or the fact that kirk and i get along well and i did the play. i guess i won't fight it. but i plan on emailing him to laugh about my paper. :)
liz class: i knew i'd do well. bethy told me before the class even started and i knew i was doing well all semester.
overall? shocked, but happy. i joke about it, but i did work hard this semester.
also got a new scholarship...bonus! thank you class of 1983.
alright, must go work out and then email peeps.
12.20.2001
i was curled up in bed, unable to sleep. so i figured i'd check email and then go back to bed. which naturally meant i'd drop a line here, since i haven't in a bit.
i've been working working working. i've also decided that i'm an idiot and have selected the worst possible time of year to start working out. for whatever reason, i'm determined to get in shape now. during the holidays. when cookies, fudge, chocolate, cookies, fudge are being offered to me on what seems like a ten-minute cycle. i've been good. i've been working out and whatnot. but i don't know how much longer i can say no to peanut butter fudge...
christmas is rapidly approaching, i'm happy about it. it'll be good to see family, it'll be good to see smc friends while i'm "at home" in massachusetts. i hope to see drew, i'm staying at michelle's for a few days, and we're going to see pmb at avalon on the 27th. i finally bought the tickets today--so now it's official! while i have to work a lot over this break to make money (and thus be able to continue working on defender--note to self: talk to paul about defender), it'll be nice to have a chance to get away and actually act like a 21-year-old college student for once. :)
but it's been nice to be home. i'm getting along with everyone--my father is incredibly excited about christmas--for some reason, it seems more so than in previous years--and it's infectious. i think he's happy that both of his kids are home for a bit (although tom won't be with us for the actual holiday--he's going down to alyx's place--the trade off of holidays--we get her for thanksgiving, they get him for christmas) and that things are brighter than they have been in years past. it makes me all the happier to be home for the holidays--although every once in awhile, i get these ridiculously overly-sentimental pangs of "this is the last time i'll spend christmas 'at home'--next year i have to be out there in the world somewhere". what do you expect from the girl who STILL cries (as i recently discovered) watching the little mermaid, for christ's sake? my mother and i have had a chance to spend time together--the other day we went for a walk around town--it was absolutely gorgeous outside, warm, sunny, and snow everywhere--and talk and relax. besides my constant growls at my father for his working too much and my moaning about how muscles i didn't even know i had aching, it's been really nice.
but i know once january rolls around, i'll be ready to go back. i'm always ready to. much as i crave getting the hugs from my family, i need to be away just as much. that's one of the reasons why i'm looking forward to boston. a chance to get away for a few days, see my joey girl, have fun, and be free for a little bit.
in other news...it's crazy to think that it's already been a year since lexi passed away...i think about her constantly, obviously, but i try not to think about it too much and get overly sentimental. afterall, i know that if she was able to be around me when i did focus on it too much, she'd slap me upside the head and tell me to wise up. but it's been hard. particularly this year, because as we go through all of the "this is the last time we're doing this at st. mike's...", i feel like she should be there with us. hell, she definitely should. and thinking that it's been a full year she's been gone...i just miss her. how could you not miss someone who forgets to come back to school for the spring semester? honestly! so today, i told my family to be careful driving, went to work, visited becca and came home. and when i went upstairs and was by myself, i pulled out the ani difranco ticket i keep in my wallet and looked at it for a few minutes. lexi had ordered it for me, so it has her last name on it. and that was enough.
i've been working working working. i've also decided that i'm an idiot and have selected the worst possible time of year to start working out. for whatever reason, i'm determined to get in shape now. during the holidays. when cookies, fudge, chocolate, cookies, fudge are being offered to me on what seems like a ten-minute cycle. i've been good. i've been working out and whatnot. but i don't know how much longer i can say no to peanut butter fudge...
christmas is rapidly approaching, i'm happy about it. it'll be good to see family, it'll be good to see smc friends while i'm "at home" in massachusetts. i hope to see drew, i'm staying at michelle's for a few days, and we're going to see pmb at avalon on the 27th. i finally bought the tickets today--so now it's official! while i have to work a lot over this break to make money (and thus be able to continue working on defender--note to self: talk to paul about defender), it'll be nice to have a chance to get away and actually act like a 21-year-old college student for once. :)
but it's been nice to be home. i'm getting along with everyone--my father is incredibly excited about christmas--for some reason, it seems more so than in previous years--and it's infectious. i think he's happy that both of his kids are home for a bit (although tom won't be with us for the actual holiday--he's going down to alyx's place--the trade off of holidays--we get her for thanksgiving, they get him for christmas) and that things are brighter than they have been in years past. it makes me all the happier to be home for the holidays--although every once in awhile, i get these ridiculously overly-sentimental pangs of "this is the last time i'll spend christmas 'at home'--next year i have to be out there in the world somewhere". what do you expect from the girl who STILL cries (as i recently discovered) watching the little mermaid, for christ's sake? my mother and i have had a chance to spend time together--the other day we went for a walk around town--it was absolutely gorgeous outside, warm, sunny, and snow everywhere--and talk and relax. besides my constant growls at my father for his working too much and my moaning about how muscles i didn't even know i had aching, it's been really nice.
but i know once january rolls around, i'll be ready to go back. i'm always ready to. much as i crave getting the hugs from my family, i need to be away just as much. that's one of the reasons why i'm looking forward to boston. a chance to get away for a few days, see my joey girl, have fun, and be free for a little bit.
in other news...it's crazy to think that it's already been a year since lexi passed away...i think about her constantly, obviously, but i try not to think about it too much and get overly sentimental. afterall, i know that if she was able to be around me when i did focus on it too much, she'd slap me upside the head and tell me to wise up. but it's been hard. particularly this year, because as we go through all of the "this is the last time we're doing this at st. mike's...", i feel like she should be there with us. hell, she definitely should. and thinking that it's been a full year she's been gone...i just miss her. how could you not miss someone who forgets to come back to school for the spring semester? honestly! so today, i told my family to be careful driving, went to work, visited becca and came home. and when i went upstairs and was by myself, i pulled out the ani difranco ticket i keep in my wallet and looked at it for a few minutes. lexi had ordered it for me, so it has her last name on it. and that was enough.
12.15.2001
99 average in creative non-fiction writing...yeah baby!
i found a box of some of my things that my mom had put in my room--it has a couple of notes with andrew from high school...sweet 16 birthday cards...AND my online journal that i kept sophomore year. i was laughing my ass off reading some of the stuff...then i came across this.
february 14, 2000
happy valentine's day!!
today has been a good day. well, ignoring the fact that it's snowing, yet again, which means that whenever i walk into a building, i'm covered with wee lil snowflakes, obviously....
... i ended up calling c. over, and he came and chatted with me, and i will say that besides my jesse (my big bro, smc style), c. is the second best guy i know here...
... one of the things that has been depressing me had been that i felt like i was disconnected from everything. and when i talked to my mom, she said the classic line--'but vickie, everyone feels that way too, you're not the only one.' and i said the classic daughter line--'first of all, mom, they don't. second, that doesn't make me feel any better.'
but c. understood how i was feeling and he made me feel like i wasn't totally out of the loop. it's just so nice to hear that you're not alone, even if there's not much to say. plus it felt really nice to have someone around, just spending time with me, even when we were just singing along with my sinatra cd while he threw around my little piglet. i just didn't feel alone for once. plus when he was leaving, he said that we'd chat again soon because he was there for me and now he knew i was there for him too.
i told him that i felt stupid for leaving the voicemail, and what he said in response was one of the nicest things i've heard in ages. he gave me this look and asked, 'why?' and i shrugged my shoulders and said that i didn't know. i just did. and he looked back at me and asked, 'do you still feel stupid?' and i thought about it and smiled. 'no, i really don't.' and he smiled and said that he was glad because i should know that he's there for me no matter what. and that felt really great to hear.
i thought the timing of me finding that little gem was interesting.
alright, time to get stuff organized. i left my speaker cable at school, now all i want in the world is a set of headphones...
i found a box of some of my things that my mom had put in my room--it has a couple of notes with andrew from high school...sweet 16 birthday cards...AND my online journal that i kept sophomore year. i was laughing my ass off reading some of the stuff...then i came across this.
february 14, 2000
happy valentine's day!!
today has been a good day. well, ignoring the fact that it's snowing, yet again, which means that whenever i walk into a building, i'm covered with wee lil snowflakes, obviously....
... i ended up calling c. over, and he came and chatted with me, and i will say that besides my jesse (my big bro, smc style), c. is the second best guy i know here...
... one of the things that has been depressing me had been that i felt like i was disconnected from everything. and when i talked to my mom, she said the classic line--'but vickie, everyone feels that way too, you're not the only one.' and i said the classic daughter line--'first of all, mom, they don't. second, that doesn't make me feel any better.'
but c. understood how i was feeling and he made me feel like i wasn't totally out of the loop. it's just so nice to hear that you're not alone, even if there's not much to say. plus it felt really nice to have someone around, just spending time with me, even when we were just singing along with my sinatra cd while he threw around my little piglet. i just didn't feel alone for once. plus when he was leaving, he said that we'd chat again soon because he was there for me and now he knew i was there for him too.
i told him that i felt stupid for leaving the voicemail, and what he said in response was one of the nicest things i've heard in ages. he gave me this look and asked, 'why?' and i shrugged my shoulders and said that i didn't know. i just did. and he looked back at me and asked, 'do you still feel stupid?' and i thought about it and smiled. 'no, i really don't.' and he smiled and said that he was glad because i should know that he's there for me no matter what. and that felt really great to hear.
i thought the timing of me finding that little gem was interesting.
alright, time to get stuff organized. i left my speaker cable at school, now all i want in the world is a set of headphones...
i'm home...we got about four or five inches of snow last night in burlington--made it fun for me to drive home at 8 a.m., but red held up like a trooper and made me proud.
i'm exhausted today--after driving home, i went christmas shopping with my father, and now he's napping upstairs, my mom is napping downstairs, and i'm planning on napping at some point in the near future.
oh! i got my journal yesterday--if anyone wants to participate, you know how to reach me...
i'm exhausted today--after driving home, i went christmas shopping with my father, and now he's napping upstairs, my mom is napping downstairs, and i'm planning on napping at some point in the near future.
oh! i got my journal yesterday--if anyone wants to participate, you know how to reach me...
12.14.2001
i just wrote my resume.
ACK!!!!
and i bit the bullet tonight and did something i probably shouldn't have--but i feel a lot better about it (aboot it?) now...so fuck it. it's all good.
talking with megan tonight about ACTF made me all sorts of excited!!!! and talking to kirk about it when i handed in my final (my final final of the fall semester!!!!!) was humorous--he was talking about the drew/vickie team, saying that the "intellectual power" that will be present will be astounding...to which i replied, "yeah, drew's wicked smart." no one can say i'm not modest. :)
alright, need to wake up early to bring resume over to mike so i can get my internship. the application process is funny--mike already told me i've got it, ted already told me i've got it, we're going through all this just so we can do the paperwork. i know mike is going to laugh at my cover letter--"high level of professionalism? you've WORKED with crawford, you know better!"
it's just scary to be doing this whole resume thing--collecting everything i've done and whatnot--making me realize the real world is just around the corner...
ACK!!!!
and i bit the bullet tonight and did something i probably shouldn't have--but i feel a lot better about it (aboot it?) now...so fuck it. it's all good.
talking with megan tonight about ACTF made me all sorts of excited!!!! and talking to kirk about it when i handed in my final (my final final of the fall semester!!!!!) was humorous--he was talking about the drew/vickie team, saying that the "intellectual power" that will be present will be astounding...to which i replied, "yeah, drew's wicked smart." no one can say i'm not modest. :)
alright, need to wake up early to bring resume over to mike so i can get my internship. the application process is funny--mike already told me i've got it, ted already told me i've got it, we're going through all this just so we can do the paperwork. i know mike is going to laugh at my cover letter--"high level of professionalism? you've WORKED with crawford, you know better!"
it's just scary to be doing this whole resume thing--collecting everything i've done and whatnot--making me realize the real world is just around the corner...
12.12.2001
i saw harry potter tonight. very fun movie. and i didn't remember that the trailer for star wars was debuted with it! michelle was laughing at me as i gazed up at the screen. i was in heaven, and it was just a bloody trailer!
oh yes, since we left the theatre, our british accents have been back. yahoo!!!!
oh yes, since we left the theatre, our british accents have been back. yahoo!!!!
i learned my pirate name today: mad morgan read.
flashback to high school...gio romeo--scury man and rickets boy...arr...
and it's official--i'm drew's scene partner for ACTF!!! funfunfunfunfun... :)
blearg. need sleep. tired me, so tired i almost refused a hot chocolate. silly wabbit!
flashback to high school...gio romeo--scury man and rickets boy...arr...
and it's official--i'm drew's scene partner for ACTF!!! funfunfunfunfun... :)
blearg. need sleep. tired me, so tired i almost refused a hot chocolate. silly wabbit!
12.11.2001
12.10.2001
all-nighter update 2:
on page 10. beginning to talk about movies. already talked about the contender, preparing for america's sweethearts, raiders of the lost ark and mighty aphrodite. i think i'm going to jote down notes and then wake up at 9 to try to finish. have all day to work on it.
and the scary thing is? so far, it actually seems to make sense.
on page 10. beginning to talk about movies. already talked about the contender, preparing for america's sweethearts, raiders of the lost ark and mighty aphrodite. i think i'm going to jote down notes and then wake up at 9 to try to finish. have all day to work on it.
and the scary thing is? so far, it actually seems to make sense.
12.09.2001
12.07.2001
you do the math: three (3) long island iced teas consumed within about an hour and a half.
yet i'm completely fine by a third of the way through "the wiz".
?????
the show was good. the acting was great, the costumes were great. i was psyched for all of the cast and crew to have so many people there (for christ's sake, i'm a theatre person, how can i not be psyched about a full house???), yet i'll admit it smarted a bit. the wiz was good, but so was arcadia. i wish the smc campus was more receptive to a show that makes you actually think for once.
but for the wiz peeps: i'm proud of you all. you made me a happy girl.
now...good girl? aw, fuck it. cast party. :):):)
yet i'm completely fine by a third of the way through "the wiz".
?????
the show was good. the acting was great, the costumes were great. i was psyched for all of the cast and crew to have so many people there (for christ's sake, i'm a theatre person, how can i not be psyched about a full house???), yet i'll admit it smarted a bit. the wiz was good, but so was arcadia. i wish the smc campus was more receptive to a show that makes you actually think for once.
but for the wiz peeps: i'm proud of you all. you made me a happy girl.
now...good girl? aw, fuck it. cast party. :):):)
this is my weekend:
friday:
--happy hour at what ales you
--the wiz
--??? seriously doubt i'll work on my paper, but if i'm a good girl...
saturday:
--paper
--collect donations before the wiz
--paper
--paper
--paper
--wiz cast party
sunday:
--attend graduation?
--paper
--paper
--defender dinner
--paper
--paper
oh, how fun. shoot me now.
friday:
--happy hour at what ales you
--the wiz
--??? seriously doubt i'll work on my paper, but if i'm a good girl...
saturday:
--paper
--collect donations before the wiz
--paper
--paper
--paper
--wiz cast party
sunday:
--attend graduation?
--paper
--paper
--defender dinner
--paper
--paper
oh, how fun. shoot me now.
12.06.2001
i had a delightful evening tonight.
bethy and i went downtown to see phil's play--"the eight: reindeer monologues." after getting off to a late start, we finally figured out where the show was being performed and went in. the "no admittance under 14" had transformed to "no admittance under 21." what does this mean? it means the bar is open for business! we ordered long island iced teas.
now i'm becoming the long island iced tea conissour (sp?) in my short time being legal--even i was amazed watching the creation of this drink. normally, the alcohol involved will fill approximately 1/3 to 1/2 (on a really strong one) of the glass. this bartender literally filled the glass 3/4 of the way with alcohol, then the lemon juice, then a splash of pepsi. i was amazed. this drink was STRONG. i almost didn't think i'd be able to drink it, and i drink these things like water all the time.
but like the champs we are, bethy and i rallied and consumed the demon drinks while watching the show. let me say--theatre + alcohol = one very satisfied victoria. and the show was really good. very dark--started off funny, but went really dark by the end. everyone did an excellent job (although some of the monologues ran a bit long--*cough* DANCER *cough*), and my phil-dog represented beautifully. the show was about an hour and a half without intermission, and at the end, bethy and i quickly decided that we needed to walk around downtown before even thinking about driving home (did i mention that this was the mother of all long island iced teas???).
church street was beautiful--no clouds, just stars, and while chillier than during the day, the night was beautifully warm--is it really december??? so we wandered about and finally went to manhattan's for what seemed to be the greatest pizza ever. it was nice to be able to talk and relax and have fun for awhile--get away from the pressures of finishing up classes and all that bullshit.
and home by 11 to do work. how great is that???
happy vickie.
bethy and i went downtown to see phil's play--"the eight: reindeer monologues." after getting off to a late start, we finally figured out where the show was being performed and went in. the "no admittance under 14" had transformed to "no admittance under 21." what does this mean? it means the bar is open for business! we ordered long island iced teas.
now i'm becoming the long island iced tea conissour (sp?) in my short time being legal--even i was amazed watching the creation of this drink. normally, the alcohol involved will fill approximately 1/3 to 1/2 (on a really strong one) of the glass. this bartender literally filled the glass 3/4 of the way with alcohol, then the lemon juice, then a splash of pepsi. i was amazed. this drink was STRONG. i almost didn't think i'd be able to drink it, and i drink these things like water all the time.
but like the champs we are, bethy and i rallied and consumed the demon drinks while watching the show. let me say--theatre + alcohol = one very satisfied victoria. and the show was really good. very dark--started off funny, but went really dark by the end. everyone did an excellent job (although some of the monologues ran a bit long--*cough* DANCER *cough*), and my phil-dog represented beautifully. the show was about an hour and a half without intermission, and at the end, bethy and i quickly decided that we needed to walk around downtown before even thinking about driving home (did i mention that this was the mother of all long island iced teas???).
church street was beautiful--no clouds, just stars, and while chillier than during the day, the night was beautifully warm--is it really december??? so we wandered about and finally went to manhattan's for what seemed to be the greatest pizza ever. it was nice to be able to talk and relax and have fun for awhile--get away from the pressures of finishing up classes and all that bullshit.
and home by 11 to do work. how great is that???
happy vickie.
i've been telling myself that i wouldn't let him bother me when i actually saw him.
this morning he came into work to get some stuff taken care of for graduation, and i felt an odd detachment. i didn't really care that he was there, and i was ready for him to leave.
i don't really like feeling that way.
this morning he came into work to get some stuff taken care of for graduation, and i felt an odd detachment. i didn't really care that he was there, and i was ready for him to leave.
i don't really like feeling that way.
12.05.2001
seeing my brother with his bandmates in front of "their favorite store" makes me miss the boy all the much more (he's second from the left--lead singer...aw yeah...)
12.04.2001
i will get to be a part of the 1000 journals project afterall.
i'm actually extremely excited about this! i love the entire premise--hell, i always like things like these. i have no idea how the idea originated, but i think it's fucking brilliant. i can't wait to get working on it!
got my senior pictures taken. some look ok. some look shitty. i think i know which one's going into the hilltop, so whatever.
howie was supposed to be here today. :(
i'm actually extremely excited about this! i love the entire premise--hell, i always like things like these. i have no idea how the idea originated, but i think it's fucking brilliant. i can't wait to get working on it!
got my senior pictures taken. some look ok. some look shitty. i think i know which one's going into the hilltop, so whatever.
howie was supposed to be here today. :(
12.03.2001
no grippo this week. next week.
i completely understand that people had work to do and didn't have time to go. obviously that's fine. but it's hard--i was supposed to see grippo tonight. howie was supposed to play here tomorrow night. i find out howie's not playing, and i'm really disappointed. i had been looking forward to it for a long time. so howie's not playing, and i focus on the fact that i'm finishing the newspaper, i'm going to see grippo and relax, then completely finish the newspaper. screw howie, i wouldn't have really had time to see him anyway because i'm doing stuff tonight. and then no one wants to see grippo.
add onto that the whole making a fool out of myself and feeling like i had my heart TRAMPLED ON last week (and i don't need to hear i deserve better, because at this point, i deserve SOMETHING. and it's quite obvious to me that SOMETHING is not going to find me and i'm going to be old and become a librarian. so even if i deserve better, having said heart crushed sucks. so what if i am better off without him--it would feel nice to finally have something work out and cheer me up, rather than have me go through my days feeling like when i have a crush on someone, i'm not happy because it means i'm going to have to try to do something about it and make a jackass of myself and feel awful. because it's a huge deal for me to put my heart out there, and while it might not seem like a big deal to everyone else, it really is to me)
so instead of being disappointed by one show, i'm disappointed by two. both of which are made that much more disappointing by the dreary existance i call my life.
and i have still have to do my fucking research paper.
now i finish editing pages. thank god it's the last fucking issue.
p.s. no offense to any librarians out there in my readers. you're great. i just don't want to be one of you.
i completely understand that people had work to do and didn't have time to go. obviously that's fine. but it's hard--i was supposed to see grippo tonight. howie was supposed to play here tomorrow night. i find out howie's not playing, and i'm really disappointed. i had been looking forward to it for a long time. so howie's not playing, and i focus on the fact that i'm finishing the newspaper, i'm going to see grippo and relax, then completely finish the newspaper. screw howie, i wouldn't have really had time to see him anyway because i'm doing stuff tonight. and then no one wants to see grippo.
add onto that the whole making a fool out of myself and feeling like i had my heart TRAMPLED ON last week (and i don't need to hear i deserve better, because at this point, i deserve SOMETHING. and it's quite obvious to me that SOMETHING is not going to find me and i'm going to be old and become a librarian. so even if i deserve better, having said heart crushed sucks. so what if i am better off without him--it would feel nice to finally have something work out and cheer me up, rather than have me go through my days feeling like when i have a crush on someone, i'm not happy because it means i'm going to have to try to do something about it and make a jackass of myself and feel awful. because it's a huge deal for me to put my heart out there, and while it might not seem like a big deal to everyone else, it really is to me)
so instead of being disappointed by one show, i'm disappointed by two. both of which are made that much more disappointing by the dreary existance i call my life.
and i have still have to do my fucking research paper.
now i finish editing pages. thank god it's the last fucking issue.
p.s. no offense to any librarians out there in my readers. you're great. i just don't want to be one of you.
dmb's "everyday" video brightened my day. as did getting flowers! drew got poinsettas for me and my housemates and left them for us in our rooms. how sweet was that? i'm thrilled that i've been able to find such a great friend. :)
now i get work done because i think i'm still going to go downtown to see grippo tonight. i'm going to be stuck waiting for everyone to finish their pages anyway, i want to go, and editing will seem that much nicer with a drink or two in me.
oh, and i heard back from shawn about the show tomorrow--it's off (like i figured). i had a fantastically harsh letter ready to send if i didn't hear from anyone--then he was nice, so i have a letter i can't even send. dammit! shawn says he's going to try to get howie here next semester. he'd better...
now i get work done because i think i'm still going to go downtown to see grippo tonight. i'm going to be stuck waiting for everyone to finish their pages anyway, i want to go, and editing will seem that much nicer with a drink or two in me.
oh, and i heard back from shawn about the show tomorrow--it's off (like i figured). i had a fantastically harsh letter ready to send if i didn't hear from anyone--then he was nice, so i have a letter i can't even send. dammit! shawn says he's going to try to get howie here next semester. he'd better...
i knew it would take a lot to top the staff photo from last semester (we had a 'virtual vacation' theme--we were all photoshoped onto a deserted island--looked great), but i think we managed to top it this semester.
hehehehehehe
hehehehehehe
12.02.2001
happy birthday to jen-kelly-one-word-one-space! everyone in my house is now officially legal. :)
last night was fun. cortni came up, and we went to the shaun d. extravaganza for 15 minutes (i got all dressed up and everything), then returned to go downtown at midnight. in jen's honor, i went all out--my pleather "rock star" pants, red "disco" shirt, and michelle's new million-inch boots...i was told that i was a sexy bitch--but trying to walk in those fucking boots was next to impossible. by the end of the night, i felt like i was going to break my ankles...but i digress.
went to rasputin's at midnight with jen, kevin, emilee, brendan, michelle and cortni, were there for enough time for one drink, then went to rira's for the rest of the evening--stayed there until michelle heard a waitress say "they have to LEAVE" a little after 2. was fun times...
now i have to finish my stuff for defender (oh wait, i actually have to START my stuff for defender...). bleargh.
last night was fun. cortni came up, and we went to the shaun d. extravaganza for 15 minutes (i got all dressed up and everything), then returned to go downtown at midnight. in jen's honor, i went all out--my pleather "rock star" pants, red "disco" shirt, and michelle's new million-inch boots...i was told that i was a sexy bitch--but trying to walk in those fucking boots was next to impossible. by the end of the night, i felt like i was going to break my ankles...but i digress.
went to rasputin's at midnight with jen, kevin, emilee, brendan, michelle and cortni, were there for enough time for one drink, then went to rira's for the rest of the evening--stayed there until michelle heard a waitress say "they have to LEAVE" a little after 2. was fun times...
now i have to finish my stuff for defender (oh wait, i actually have to START my stuff for defender...). bleargh.
12.01.2001
today is world AIDS day.
all posts today will be information, links, etc. pertaining to AIDS awareness. please take a moment to think about the number of people who are living with this in their everyday lives and do what you can to help, learn, or simply reflect.
first, the 411 on AIDS.
today i'm linking and thinking.
all posts today will be information, links, etc. pertaining to AIDS awareness. please take a moment to think about the number of people who are living with this in their everyday lives and do what you can to help, learn, or simply reflect.
first, the 411 on AIDS.
today i'm linking and thinking.
11.30.2001
howie will be opening for sting (yes, as the big blue house say, THE STING) on dec. 9 & 10 in colorado. wow...what i find even more astounding is that tickets for sting are $100. ?!?!??!?!?!
but congrats to hd, i guess. he's going to be all big now and forget the little people...which shouldn't be too bothersome because he & management seem to have already forgotten st. michael's...(yes, i'm bitter. unless i hear otherwise, i will be bitter until late tuesday night. deal with it.)
but congrats to hd, i guess. he's going to be all big now and forget the little people...which shouldn't be too bothersome because he & management seem to have already forgotten st. michael's...(yes, i'm bitter. unless i hear otherwise, i will be bitter until late tuesday night. deal with it.)
like millions of others, i find myself listening primarily to the beatles or beatles covers today and thanking george for everything he brought to the music world.
he will be missed.
he will be missed.
it is officially the one-year anniversary of my blogging career.
happy anniversary to me...
and i'm not fucking around anymore. i emailed jamie tonight. hell, i emailed howie tonight. all i want to know is what the fuck is going on with this show. and i'm not in the mood to deal with stupid idiots.
grrrr. wretched night, so i sleep.
happy anniversary to me...
and i'm not fucking around anymore. i emailed jamie tonight. hell, i emailed howie tonight. all i want to know is what the fuck is going on with this show. and i'm not in the mood to deal with stupid idiots.
grrrr. wretched night, so i sleep.
11.29.2001
i love how i have to make my comments on eight essays, yet i find myself downloading new music and noticing how shawn conveniently didn't respond to my post on the board even though he was signed on.
c'est la vie. i'll now refer to hd as howie mother-fucking day until i actually hear anything about the show....
in the meantime, riggott seemed to like the ryan cabrera mp3s he listened to. and as for new music i found today--bryan paepka and tom mcrae. not too shabby...
alright, now i really do sleep. promise.
c'est la vie. i'll now refer to hd as howie mother-fucking day until i actually hear anything about the show....
in the meantime, riggott seemed to like the ryan cabrera mp3s he listened to. and as for new music i found today--bryan paepka and tom mcrae. not too shabby...
alright, now i really do sleep. promise.
i needed to post this because i connected with it so strongly. it was written by jason over at the big blue house, and it made me cry.
"In Memory"
People come and people go
But how was I to know
That today would be the day
He’d take her away
She had so much left to say
And so much left to give
Her whole life left to live
She was such a beautiful girl
In this ugly world
A star shining bright
In the darkest night
I remember the sound of her laughter
And the comfort found in her eyes
A thought that never dies
For she will always be
Here with me
In memory…
May God be with thee
"In Memory"
People come and people go
But how was I to know
That today would be the day
He’d take her away
She had so much left to say
And so much left to give
Her whole life left to live
She was such a beautiful girl
In this ugly world
A star shining bright
In the darkest night
I remember the sound of her laughter
And the comfort found in her eyes
A thought that never dies
For she will always be
Here with me
In memory…
May God be with thee
ah...my weekly rant about "the other publication".
- IF YOU'RE GOING TO WRITE A REVIEW, PUT MORE INTO IT!!!!!! for instance, try doing some research on how to write a review...
- hmm...possible slant to the "the eight" story--smc alumnus is playing hollywood...hmm...
- the photo of maloney was, i will admit, highly amusing. :)
- i have serious objections with anything about graduation because, frankly, i'm not ready to even think about it. ;)
- IF YOU'RE GOING TO WRITE A REVIEW, PUT MORE INTO IT!!!!!! for instance, try doing some research on how to write a review...
- hmm...possible slant to the "the eight" story--smc alumnus is playing hollywood...hmm...
- the photo of maloney was, i will admit, highly amusing. :)
- i have serious objections with anything about graduation because, frankly, i'm not ready to even think about it. ;)
11.28.2001
how about "rutland vermont" featured in "the west wing"??? first burlington, then rutland--i swear i must be on that show. martin sheen's practically begging me to be on there, he just doesn't want to look foolish and actually mention my name on air. it's ok, martin baby, you just let me know and i'm there. :)
i'm going on friday to see phil in a play down at the flynn space--if anyone wants to come along, let me know. i'd love to get a group there to support the phil-dog. :) or at least someone else to go with me.
i'm going on friday to see phil in a play down at the flynn space--if anyone wants to come along, let me know. i'd love to get a group there to support the phil-dog. :) or at least someone else to go with me.
did you know...
i'm bitchier than bethy?
i'm an "experimenter"?
i'm 39% slut?
i'm 50.9% movie pure?
all these and more (well, except the last one) come courtesy of thespark.com
i'm bitchier than bethy?
i'm an "experimenter"?
i'm 39% slut?
i'm 50.9% movie pure?
all these and more (well, except the last one) come courtesy of thespark.com
alright, i'm getting worried/angry...why didn't st. michael's get included in the tour updates? i hope shawn lets me know...
11.27.2001
11.26.2001
how do you know your child in is the hands of decent, good housemates and friends?
michelle: you'd better look cute tonight!!!!
me: why? is he going to be there?
michelle: yes, he is!
me: did he say anything about me?
michelle: yeah, he said he wants to fuck you like an animal. he wants to feel you from the inside.
me: holding up telephone say hi dad!
michelle: surprised expression uh...hi dad!
dad: tell michelle hi and thanks. i'll let you guys...talk...bye!
michelle called him back to inform him she was quoting lyrics from a song.
hehehehehehe
michelle: you'd better look cute tonight!!!!
me: why? is he going to be there?
michelle: yes, he is!
me: did he say anything about me?
michelle: yeah, he said he wants to fuck you like an animal. he wants to feel you from the inside.
me: holding up telephone say hi dad!
michelle: surprised expression uh...hi dad!
dad: tell michelle hi and thanks. i'll let you guys...talk...bye!
michelle called him back to inform him she was quoting lyrics from a song.
hehehehehehe
howie on the 4th has been officially confirmed by riggott. :)
alright, i admit to being random, but this one is just plain odd. last night i had a dream about rider strong. he played shawn hunter on boy meets world back in the day and when i was younger, i was head over heels for him. and, for whatever reason, last night he was in my dream.
now, i've been known to look for updates about former teen crushes of the celebrity variety. i admit that i've looked for information about devon sawa, jonathan brandis, and rider. and it's amusing when i come up with information. but with rider, i hadn't found anything. his website, which i used to visit religiously, hadn't been updated since '97 or something like that.
so today, after this random dream, i decide to visit the website. and, to my utter shock, it had been updated on october 29. and we're not talking just minor update, but complete redesign.
why would i have dreamt about him? now i feel this odd inclination to try to find reruns of boy meets world...aurgh, that which is my random (and, at the moment, very amusing) life.
alright, i admit to being random, but this one is just plain odd. last night i had a dream about rider strong. he played shawn hunter on boy meets world back in the day and when i was younger, i was head over heels for him. and, for whatever reason, last night he was in my dream.
now, i've been known to look for updates about former teen crushes of the celebrity variety. i admit that i've looked for information about devon sawa, jonathan brandis, and rider. and it's amusing when i come up with information. but with rider, i hadn't found anything. his website, which i used to visit religiously, hadn't been updated since '97 or something like that.
so today, after this random dream, i decide to visit the website. and, to my utter shock, it had been updated on october 29. and we're not talking just minor update, but complete redesign.
why would i have dreamt about him? now i feel this odd inclination to try to find reruns of boy meets world...aurgh, that which is my random (and, at the moment, very amusing) life.
the fucking network here is driving me crazy. this is the second time i've started to get into good conversations about the basic premise of my research paper and i've been kicked off IM.
caleb, if for whatever reason you've stumbled across this, check your email (both smcmail and etherphyte--i sent you something).
caleb, if for whatever reason you've stumbled across this, check your email (both smcmail and etherphyte--i sent you something).
11.25.2001
WHAT?!?!? so the word on the street is that scotty's not going to be back with john and the boys...first the whole thing with jamie, which, admittedly, everyone's saying isn't true. but the fact that it was even rumored...now this whole scotty thing (which, according to sources, they announced at the show in wherever-they-played last night). scotty's journal tidbits are funny as hell, he seemed to do a great job (except the whole incident with the set list in june at the paradise, but i digress), and well, i hope he's going to be doing something great, because otherwise, that sucks.
tonight, bethy, michelle, chucky, jen kelly and i had a very in depth discussion about jesus and god. some highlights:
"GUYS! now everytime i go into the chapel, i'm going to be thinking about jesus' erection!"
"dude, jesus was hung like a stallion, and he was crooked--according to the statue."
"are you trying to say that jesus was not capable of getting it up? he was a man, he got erections!"
"the second 'coming' of christ???"
"the 'right hand' of the father???"
"he will judge the living and dead. necrophilia???"
"nonono. god is all AROUND you. there's no way he can be INSIDE you."
"no, god is a woman."
"the reason it says 'he' is because the word doesn't translate. there was no gender. it could be he, she, ram..."
"ram? honey, that's not helping your cause."
"it wouldn't be like that. he would take human form. look at zeus."
"yeah, zeus was all up on that shit."
"GUYS!!! COME ON!!!!"
"come on? good choice of words!"
"AURGH!!!!!"
with that, one of my housemates went to church, another and i went to get alcohol, and the other went to bed.
ah, things are back to normal.
tonight, bethy, michelle, chucky, jen kelly and i had a very in depth discussion about jesus and god. some highlights:
"GUYS! now everytime i go into the chapel, i'm going to be thinking about jesus' erection!"
"dude, jesus was hung like a stallion, and he was crooked--according to the statue."
"are you trying to say that jesus was not capable of getting it up? he was a man, he got erections!"
"the second 'coming' of christ???"
"the 'right hand' of the father???"
"he will judge the living and dead. necrophilia???"
"nonono. god is all AROUND you. there's no way he can be INSIDE you."
"no, god is a woman."
"the reason it says 'he' is because the word doesn't translate. there was no gender. it could be he, she, ram..."
"ram? honey, that's not helping your cause."
"it wouldn't be like that. he would take human form. look at zeus."
"yeah, zeus was all up on that shit."
"GUYS!!! COME ON!!!!"
"come on? good choice of words!"
"AURGH!!!!!"
with that, one of my housemates went to church, another and i went to get alcohol, and the other went to bed.
ah, things are back to normal.
go to the link so you don't think i'm insane. this amused me.
i spanked the money at 400 miles an hour!
you can tell when i'm not writing my paper when...
i spanked the money at 400 miles an hour!
you can tell when i'm not writing my paper when...
back to school back to school...to prove to dad i'm not a fool...
back safe and sound. unpacked, cleaned my room, organized my room--turns out it's impossible for me to throw away newspapers--i finally cleaned out everything (think drawers and cubby holes) and had papers dating back to the first weekend i was here this semester...craziness.
but now i don't want to work on my paper...trying to find something to do to kill some time. bethy and i already cleaned out the refrigerator--we get the gold stars for that one, with all of the random shit that was in there...crikey.
back safe and sound. unpacked, cleaned my room, organized my room--turns out it's impossible for me to throw away newspapers--i finally cleaned out everything (think drawers and cubby holes) and had papers dating back to the first weekend i was here this semester...craziness.
but now i don't want to work on my paper...trying to find something to do to kill some time. bethy and i already cleaned out the refrigerator--we get the gold stars for that one, with all of the random shit that was in there...crikey.
11.24.2001
went shopping with my mother after work tonight for something to wear to the winter social. for whatever reason, everything i tried on had glitter involved. and pulling dresses on and off over and over, thus rubbing glitter all over ones face...by the end of it, my the tip of my nose was red because it was scratched from the damn glitter...and nothing to show for it (as of yet. will find something at some point before next saturday)
thanksgiving was nice. relaxing. i wound up falling asleep on my aunt's couch by the fireplace as i tried to read shaw. whoops. but i felt great afterwards.
the rest of the week was work. my legs are exhausted from running all over the place, but hey. made money, i guess. and it was good to see my family. :) i just need to get back to school to get my work done--and i am going to be back there by noon tomorrow (i hope...)
the grind...gotta love it...
thanksgiving was nice. relaxing. i wound up falling asleep on my aunt's couch by the fireplace as i tried to read shaw. whoops. but i felt great afterwards.
the rest of the week was work. my legs are exhausted from running all over the place, but hey. made money, i guess. and it was good to see my family. :) i just need to get back to school to get my work done--and i am going to be back there by noon tomorrow (i hope...)
the grind...gotta love it...
11.21.2001
"ghost" was on dawson's tonight. it was the first time i watched the show this season. i was exceptionally excited once i heard the opening strains of the song. i was bouncing up and down in excitement. i know, pathetic, so shush.
my school email's down and i'm pissed. i don't know when kirk was going to email me back about my paper...
i was at work at 9 a.m. today. once again, i couldn't sleep. i don't know where this insomnia is coming from, but i'm not a fan...
and tomorrow is turkey day. alyx came up with tommy, and we're all going to my aunt's house. so it'll be me, tom, alyx, mom, dad, grams, uncle tom, aunt pam, uncle steve, casey, and the original chloe in my family. time to eat turkey, relax, and talk about randomness with family members.
i just can't think about the fact that i have to write my fucking paper...
my school email's down and i'm pissed. i don't know when kirk was going to email me back about my paper...
i was at work at 9 a.m. today. once again, i couldn't sleep. i don't know where this insomnia is coming from, but i'm not a fan...
and tomorrow is turkey day. alyx came up with tommy, and we're all going to my aunt's house. so it'll be me, tom, alyx, mom, dad, grams, uncle tom, aunt pam, uncle steve, casey, and the original chloe in my family. time to eat turkey, relax, and talk about randomness with family members.
i just can't think about the fact that i have to write my fucking paper...
11.19.2001
dispatch was pretty decent--although the crowd seemed to consist of more 16-year-olds than actual college students...i wasn't in the greatest of concert moods, but i was able to enjoy the music.
i swear i am a merchandiser's wet dream. i went into the show planning on buying a shirt. then i changed my mind about that, so i wasn't going to buy anything. then i figured i'd buy the bands for america cd, because it goes to a good cause and has a number of bands i enjoy. with that in mind, i walked up to the merch table, put down my money, and walked away with the cd and a dispatch poster (to add to my ridiculous collection). i have no willpower. also no money--but as i've said before, i might be poor, but i have a great music collection.
i'm now listening to wwpv, maloney, christopher, and collin are playing dj. but i have a feeling i'm going to turn them off shortly. i don't really want to listen to one of them right now.
i swear i am a merchandiser's wet dream. i went into the show planning on buying a shirt. then i changed my mind about that, so i wasn't going to buy anything. then i figured i'd buy the bands for america cd, because it goes to a good cause and has a number of bands i enjoy. with that in mind, i walked up to the merch table, put down my money, and walked away with the cd and a dispatch poster (to add to my ridiculous collection). i have no willpower. also no money--but as i've said before, i might be poor, but i have a great music collection.
i'm now listening to wwpv, maloney, christopher, and collin are playing dj. but i have a feeling i'm going to turn them off shortly. i don't really want to listen to one of them right now.
i knew that room for squares was reviewed in this week's rolling stone (note to self, pick up a copy), but i had no idea that he had a photo archive there!!!!
i have to do more research on my paper, but that will be over break. kirk will just have to deal--i've done the best i could thus far.
i go home tomorrow...it's always odd, going back to the homestead, but it'll be nice to be away from responsibilities here for awhile.
but tonight i focus on the fact that dispatch is playing in ross. excited me!!!!
i go home tomorrow...it's always odd, going back to the homestead, but it'll be nice to be away from responsibilities here for awhile.
but tonight i focus on the fact that dispatch is playing in ross. excited me!!!!
11.18.2001
went over to the 300s last night. most of my favorite people were there, and michelle and i brought my black bag stuffed full with drinks--boones, mike's, schmirnoff, stoli, sprite, and absolut. around 1 or 2, megan started a pool for people who wanted dominos breadsticks--10 of us chipped in and ordered. then, a group of us started to play drinking jenga, which morphed into a big game of "never have i ever", which i hadn't played in awhile, so it was amusing.
michelle showed me just why she makes an amazing friend.
saw some people i haven't really seen all semester, which was nice. i gave andy some shit for my birthday--good as it was to see him last night, i'm still pissed about his reasons for not going out to dinner with us, and i'm not going to forget it.
around 4, a group of 15 of us or so trekked from meg's over to the field across from the east entrance to campus. there was already a sizable crowd gathered there, lying huddled in groups, standing, sitting in lawn chairs. people were offering each other beers, others were smoking--just everyone gathered for relaxation under the stars.
the leonids meteor shower was beautiful. the sky, which was clear all night, had become sprinkled with fluffy clouds, which seemed to glow in the night sky. they were racing by, but the stars seemed to move more than the clouds did. when a meteor burned across the sky, everyone on the field shouted and laughed. some meteors were quick flashes in the corner of my eye, while others burned so bright they left a long trail and glowed there for a second, temorarily burned into my vision. my mind flashed back to sophomore year, watching phil-dog, christopher, and collin rehearse "picasso at the lapin agile", when picasso (phil-dog) says, "i want to leave a trail, a long string of fire, so bright it leaves an imprint on your mind" or something like that.
initially, i sat by myself, looking up at the stars, but eventually, i found myself keeping warm with baz, liz and phil. i left around 5:15 or so and trudged back to my room, where i fell into the deep, intoxicated sleep that weekends provide, waking up today at 2:30 in the afternoon.
i have a 20-page research paper to write. wish me luck.
michelle showed me just why she makes an amazing friend.
saw some people i haven't really seen all semester, which was nice. i gave andy some shit for my birthday--good as it was to see him last night, i'm still pissed about his reasons for not going out to dinner with us, and i'm not going to forget it.
around 4, a group of 15 of us or so trekked from meg's over to the field across from the east entrance to campus. there was already a sizable crowd gathered there, lying huddled in groups, standing, sitting in lawn chairs. people were offering each other beers, others were smoking--just everyone gathered for relaxation under the stars.
the leonids meteor shower was beautiful. the sky, which was clear all night, had become sprinkled with fluffy clouds, which seemed to glow in the night sky. they were racing by, but the stars seemed to move more than the clouds did. when a meteor burned across the sky, everyone on the field shouted and laughed. some meteors were quick flashes in the corner of my eye, while others burned so bright they left a long trail and glowed there for a second, temorarily burned into my vision. my mind flashed back to sophomore year, watching phil-dog, christopher, and collin rehearse "picasso at the lapin agile", when picasso (phil-dog) says, "i want to leave a trail, a long string of fire, so bright it leaves an imprint on your mind" or something like that.
initially, i sat by myself, looking up at the stars, but eventually, i found myself keeping warm with baz, liz and phil. i left around 5:15 or so and trudged back to my room, where i fell into the deep, intoxicated sleep that weekends provide, waking up today at 2:30 in the afternoon.
i have a 20-page research paper to write. wish me luck.
11.17.2001
if all goes the way i want it to tonight, i'll be able to finally bring all of the little strings of my life lately together. my luck, however, they'll all get tangled into one big knot.
c'est la vie...at least things will be out in the open, right?
yeah, i think a trip to the bevy is definitely going to be necessary. aurgh!
c'est la vie...at least things will be out in the open, right?
yeah, i think a trip to the bevy is definitely going to be necessary. aurgh!
11.16.2001
hehehehe...is this bad of me?
alexa--thank you for the email alerting me to the fact that i was, in fact, not a winner. i will thank you for the brief moments of excitement weqx brought me--in classic form, i was having a wretched day, and i thought that winning the contest was the one spot of sunshine in an otherwise dreary day. but, at least i know that i did not win now, as opposed to on the 20th, when i would have been looking forward to seeing ben folds (one of my favorite artists), and then after driving down to clifton park, being told it was an error.
eqx is my favorite radio station, and while i'm away at college, i'm thankful to be able to access the website and listen to my favorite djs (especially alex taylor!!!). thank you for your prompt correction and i look forward to listen to the station very soon.
thank you again,
victoria
let's see if my talent at fiction is as good as i hope. >:)
alexa--thank you for the email alerting me to the fact that i was, in fact, not a winner. i will thank you for the brief moments of excitement weqx brought me--in classic form, i was having a wretched day, and i thought that winning the contest was the one spot of sunshine in an otherwise dreary day. but, at least i know that i did not win now, as opposed to on the 20th, when i would have been looking forward to seeing ben folds (one of my favorite artists), and then after driving down to clifton park, being told it was an error.
eqx is my favorite radio station, and while i'm away at college, i'm thankful to be able to access the website and listen to my favorite djs (especially alex taylor!!!). thank you for your prompt correction and i look forward to listen to the station very soon.
thank you again,
victoria
let's see if my talent at fiction is as good as i hope. >:)
11.15.2001
i returned home from a rather disappointing rane show at the coffeehouse to see this:
Congratulations! You're a Club-EQX winner for Ben Folds Big Ticket Thursday! You've won a pair of tickets to see Ben Folds Tuesday, November 20th at Northern Lights in Clifton Park, NY. Your name will be on the guestlist at the door. Be sure to bring photo ID. The show is 16+. Congratulations! And thanks for listening to WEQX. If you have any questions, please DO NOT reply to this mail. Instead, please send an email to XXXX@weqx.com. Thanks!
thought process: SWEET! didn't do anything to try to win, but maybe just because i was signed up for club eqx, i was entered! ben folds?!?! fucking awesome!
then i see this:
Victoria: Earlier today, an email was accidentally sent indicating you had won tickets in a Ben Folds Big Ticket Thursday contest on WEQX. Unfortunately, this email was sent in error and you were not a winner in this contest. We at WEQX sincerely apologize for any confusion or inconvenience caused by this error, and have taken steps to assure this type of problem does not occur again in the future. We thank you for participating in Club EQX, for visiting the WEQX website, and for listening to WEQX.
Sincerely,
Alexa Tobin
Program Director
102.7 WEQX
what a tease. bleargh.
Congratulations! You're a Club-EQX winner for Ben Folds Big Ticket Thursday! You've won a pair of tickets to see Ben Folds Tuesday, November 20th at Northern Lights in Clifton Park, NY. Your name will be on the guestlist at the door. Be sure to bring photo ID. The show is 16+. Congratulations! And thanks for listening to WEQX. If you have any questions, please DO NOT reply to this mail. Instead, please send an email to XXXX@weqx.com. Thanks!
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then i see this:
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what a tease. bleargh.
i stopped by the library this evening to pick up a shitload of books about ancient greek theatre (oh yay...so fun...riiiiiight). before i left, i found the copy of east of eden i'd borrowed during the summer, because i'd accidentally left a newspaper clipping about the woman who won irene ryan during the national fesival in d.c. in it (i was reading it when i was at my grandmother's in beverly, and she'd given me the clip from the salem evening news (nancy mcnulty went to salem state), so i just stuck it in the book for safekeeping and naturally forgot about it).
there's something about finding something still hiding in a random place, even if it's just been a few months. i felt this sense of glee and excitement about it--odd considering that i knew it would be there, and who else at smc would pick up an old ratty copy of a steinbeck book? but it was like my own little secret...
all my stress is getting to my brain--i'm spouting off shit about old books. argh.
rane is playing at the coffeehouse tonight.
there's something about finding something still hiding in a random place, even if it's just been a few months. i felt this sense of glee and excitement about it--odd considering that i knew it would be there, and who else at smc would pick up an old ratty copy of a steinbeck book? but it was like my own little secret...
all my stress is getting to my brain--i'm spouting off shit about old books. argh.
rane is playing at the coffeehouse tonight.
alright. i know i'm supposed to take the high road and be the good, responsible journalist, but i've been going nuts the past two weeks reading the echo.
i can't do much about it because of my defender affiliation, nor should i do anything about it, but i can blog about it and get out my frustrations.
first, the s.a. story. handing out candy and money with c.r. and matt's faces on them is ridiculous. it throws objective journalism out the window and should not be tolerated. the writer's opinion in a news story is a basic violation of journalism. they teach you that in intro to writing, for crying out loud.
the jared story. you should not publish the rumors that are going about campus. the point of journalism is to dispel or confirm the rumors. how does it make the situation any better to publish the rumors just for the sake of publishing them? it only adds fuel to the fire. second, the use of the quotes is good, but the structure of the rest of the story should have reflected that.
the arcadia "review". as a critic, i know what works and what doesn't. i've been trained in writing reviews, and this review sucked. if you don't like a show, fine, i can respect that. i've panned shows in reviews. but if there are serious problems with the way the review is written, how can the critic be taken seriously? and, by the way, collin's name is spelled with two l's, thank you.
as a journalist on this campus, i want all of the publications from our department to be strong. obviously it's a learning process (trust me, i know). but there are things that are getting out there that shouldn't see the light of day. i'm disappointed, to say the least.
in other news, i found a bunch of new music yesterday. gabe dixon band, god street wine, ari hest, jason mraz, stephen speaks, onelinedrawing...very excited about it! also finally got myself guster songs and more elliott. should have been working on my paper, but hey, at least i accomplished something, right?
i can't do much about it because of my defender affiliation, nor should i do anything about it, but i can blog about it and get out my frustrations.
first, the s.a. story. handing out candy and money with c.r. and matt's faces on them is ridiculous. it throws objective journalism out the window and should not be tolerated. the writer's opinion in a news story is a basic violation of journalism. they teach you that in intro to writing, for crying out loud.
the jared story. you should not publish the rumors that are going about campus. the point of journalism is to dispel or confirm the rumors. how does it make the situation any better to publish the rumors just for the sake of publishing them? it only adds fuel to the fire. second, the use of the quotes is good, but the structure of the rest of the story should have reflected that.
the arcadia "review". as a critic, i know what works and what doesn't. i've been trained in writing reviews, and this review sucked. if you don't like a show, fine, i can respect that. i've panned shows in reviews. but if there are serious problems with the way the review is written, how can the critic be taken seriously? and, by the way, collin's name is spelled with two l's, thank you.
as a journalist on this campus, i want all of the publications from our department to be strong. obviously it's a learning process (trust me, i know). but there are things that are getting out there that shouldn't see the light of day. i'm disappointed, to say the least.
in other news, i found a bunch of new music yesterday. gabe dixon band, god street wine, ari hest, jason mraz, stephen speaks, onelinedrawing...very excited about it! also finally got myself guster songs and more elliott. should have been working on my paper, but hey, at least i accomplished something, right?
There's a corner cafe
It stays open all the night
I went inside to escape the world
It's my favorite place to hide
Old man in the corner
been complaining about the cold
put on your smile and coat
your mind doesn't have to grow old
Tell 'em that it's raining inside my head again
Look at us we're struggling to make this life begin
Tell 'em I'll be waiting for that sunny day
Look at me I'm struggling, I just can't find my way
In the meantime I'll be waiting,
hoping for a sign
Share a cup with me my lover
you always ease my mind
Tell 'em that it's raining inside my head again
Look at us were struggling to make this life begin
Tell 'em I'll be waiting for that sunny day
Look at me I'm struggling, I just can't find my way
There's a corner cafe
It stays open all the night
I went inside to escape the world
It's my favorite place to hide
It stays open all the night
I went inside to escape the world
It's my favorite place to hide
Old man in the corner
been complaining about the cold
put on your smile and coat
your mind doesn't have to grow old
Tell 'em that it's raining inside my head again
Look at us we're struggling to make this life begin
Tell 'em I'll be waiting for that sunny day
Look at me I'm struggling, I just can't find my way
In the meantime I'll be waiting,
hoping for a sign
Share a cup with me my lover
you always ease my mind
Tell 'em that it's raining inside my head again
Look at us were struggling to make this life begin
Tell 'em I'll be waiting for that sunny day
Look at me I'm struggling, I just can't find my way
There's a corner cafe
It stays open all the night
I went inside to escape the world
It's my favorite place to hide
11.14.2001
phone conversation a few minutes ago:
me: i figured out what i'm going to do with the next year of my life.
dad: great, what?
me: i'm going to audition for shenandoah shakespeare.
dad: that's wonderful!!!
mom (in background): what?
dad: she's going to audition for the shakespeare thing.
mom: do they pay well?
dad: do they pay well?
me: it's an acting thing. actors never make money.
dad (to mom): she's going to make lots of money. (to me) that's great! that would be fun!
me: you actually think i should audition?
dad: why not? have fun with it!
only my parents would be incredibly enthusiastic about me auditioning for shenandoah. now i have to seriously consider it. obviously i wouldn't get a part, but how fun would it be to say i auditioned???
me: i figured out what i'm going to do with the next year of my life.
dad: great, what?
me: i'm going to audition for shenandoah shakespeare.
dad: that's wonderful!!!
mom (in background): what?
dad: she's going to audition for the shakespeare thing.
mom: do they pay well?
dad: do they pay well?
me: it's an acting thing. actors never make money.
dad (to mom): she's going to make lots of money. (to me) that's great! that would be fun!
me: you actually think i should audition?
dad: why not? have fun with it!
only my parents would be incredibly enthusiastic about me auditioning for shenandoah. now i have to seriously consider it. obviously i wouldn't get a part, but how fun would it be to say i auditioned???
11.13.2001
in my editorial last week, i wrote about the salary of uncle marc--vanderheyden, that is (college president). i was wondering what he'd think of it--if anything, i say he's underpaid, comparing the salaries of presidents from colleges immediately above and below us in us news & world report--but i didn't know what he'd think of me waving around his salary for all to see.
yesterday, i had a voicemail from him saying he wanted to talk to me--he'd try calling back or writing me, he didn't want to leave a message. i thought he was going to bitch at me and say i'm irresponsible or something to try to make me feel bad.
instead, i get an amusing email from him this morning thanking me for the editorial and picking on himself--the boy was actually trying to have a sense of humor! i was impressed.
fun way to start off one's day.
yesterday, i had a voicemail from him saying he wanted to talk to me--he'd try calling back or writing me, he didn't want to leave a message. i thought he was going to bitch at me and say i'm irresponsible or something to try to make me feel bad.
instead, i get an amusing email from him this morning thanking me for the editorial and picking on himself--the boy was actually trying to have a sense of humor! i was impressed.
fun way to start off one's day.
11.12.2001
overwhelmingly estatic congratulations go out to the irene ryan nominees for "arcadia"!!!!!
drew, ashleigh, collin (first alternate), and mary (second alternate)
i couldn't ask for better representatives!
shenandoah was amazing tonight. michelle, mary and i sat on the stage left side, and we were picked on unmercifully. cliff (orlando) stuck a post-it note love letter to rosalind on my forehead, we teased one of the actors (at another actor's prompting), and i almost married an actor named tony (he pulled me up with "wanna get married? come on!"), until clinton jr. (hehehehe) forced me back to my seat. tony introduced himself to me afterwards and said he wanted to buy my t-shirt for me, but i just laughed and paid for it myself. we talked to some of the actors post-show, and michelle, collin and john went down to red square with them. i'm trying to get down there, but i have to get the paper finished, so i doubt i'll be able to.
notes on the show:
- funny. really well done. i was impressed.
- the actors this year were very very impressive! as in very pleasing to the eye, and very funny and seemed nice. too bad i can't hang out with them. :(
drew, ashleigh, collin (first alternate), and mary (second alternate)
i couldn't ask for better representatives!
shenandoah was amazing tonight. michelle, mary and i sat on the stage left side, and we were picked on unmercifully. cliff (orlando) stuck a post-it note love letter to rosalind on my forehead, we teased one of the actors (at another actor's prompting), and i almost married an actor named tony (he pulled me up with "wanna get married? come on!"), until clinton jr. (hehehehe) forced me back to my seat. tony introduced himself to me afterwards and said he wanted to buy my t-shirt for me, but i just laughed and paid for it myself. we talked to some of the actors post-show, and michelle, collin and john went down to red square with them. i'm trying to get down there, but i have to get the paper finished, so i doubt i'll be able to.
notes on the show:
- funny. really well done. i was impressed.
- the actors this year were very very impressive! as in very pleasing to the eye, and very funny and seemed nice. too bad i can't hang out with them. :(
"arcadia" was over as of saturday night. it was a wonderful way to end the production process--a fantastic performance by everyone, an abundance of bittersweet sensations, and my family watching the show (including my wonderful brother--who i was thrilled to see!).
i spent a lot of time during the production process thinking about what else i had to do--keeping a countdown of when i'd be finished and what i'd be able to do when i had spare time again.
but i miss it. i'm listening to the soundtrack kirk made all of us--currently listening to Keith Jarrett's "Shanendoah", which is making me all sentimental--and it's strange to think that i won't work with everyone again. i won't get to look through chloe coverly's eyes anymore. no more being exasperated by kirk, no more breakthroughs.
but it was great fun--the show. the last night in particular, i was determined to just have fun with it. and i did. it felt great. at the end of the show, during curtain call, half the cast walked offstage after our first bow--but the audience was still applauding, so the rest of us just burst into laughter and took another bow. we ran out to the lobby and hugged friends and family--my family gave me flowers--including a dozen petite pink roses--i've been given roses before, smelled them many times, but roses have never smelt so beautiful as the pink roses did as i stood there in my "jane austen" dress for the last time.
damn, i'm a sentimental sap today. i'm going to skip the cd to track 3--"shameless", rock out, finish my editorial page, and go home before shandendoah shakespeare. oooh--and find out who i get to congratulate about irene ryan!!!!
i spent a lot of time during the production process thinking about what else i had to do--keeping a countdown of when i'd be finished and what i'd be able to do when i had spare time again.
but i miss it. i'm listening to the soundtrack kirk made all of us--currently listening to Keith Jarrett's "Shanendoah", which is making me all sentimental--and it's strange to think that i won't work with everyone again. i won't get to look through chloe coverly's eyes anymore. no more being exasperated by kirk, no more breakthroughs.
but it was great fun--the show. the last night in particular, i was determined to just have fun with it. and i did. it felt great. at the end of the show, during curtain call, half the cast walked offstage after our first bow--but the audience was still applauding, so the rest of us just burst into laughter and took another bow. we ran out to the lobby and hugged friends and family--my family gave me flowers--including a dozen petite pink roses--i've been given roses before, smelled them many times, but roses have never smelt so beautiful as the pink roses did as i stood there in my "jane austen" dress for the last time.
damn, i'm a sentimental sap today. i'm going to skip the cd to track 3--"shameless", rock out, finish my editorial page, and go home before shandendoah shakespeare. oooh--and find out who i get to congratulate about irene ryan!!!!
11.08.2001
i now have ryan cabrera mp3s. i approve very much of all the praise i've been hearing as of late. very very good. new singer to follow...yippee!
i've also downloaded a bunch of ours mp3s. a fan of those as well. reminds me of radiohead.
my parents being there for my mainstage debut was the best opening night present i could have asked for. :):):)
i've also downloaded a bunch of ours mp3s. a fan of those as well. reminds me of radiohead.
my parents being there for my mainstage debut was the best opening night present i could have asked for. :):):)
opening night was a smashing success. my parents unexpectedly turned up--i found out right before scene seven, as michelle was frantically gesturing to me to put on the stage right headset.
her: "your mom and dad are here!"
me: "SHIT!"
nervousness took over. :) but it went well. yeah. fun times...
but now i wait for my pizza to get here. and then i write my liz paper.
her: "your mom and dad are here!"
me: "SHIT!"
nervousness took over. :) but it went well. yeah. fun times...
but now i wait for my pizza to get here. and then i write my liz paper.
11.07.2001
tomorrow is opening night for "arcadia".
i thought i would be ridiculously nervous. but running through the play so much, i don't feel all too many butterflies. i know the lines, i know what i'm supposed to do, and know what? in the grand scheme of things, it's a faint blip on the map of life. it's a play, and i'm supposed to have fun with it. it's something i've always wanted to do, and i'm doing it. so live it up!
as i've been telling everyone, break a leg--just don't fall off the stage.
i thought i would be ridiculously nervous. but running through the play so much, i don't feel all too many butterflies. i know the lines, i know what i'm supposed to do, and know what? in the grand scheme of things, it's a faint blip on the map of life. it's a play, and i'm supposed to have fun with it. it's something i've always wanted to do, and i'm doing it. so live it up!
as i've been telling everyone, break a leg--just don't fall off the stage.
11.06.2001
11.05.2001
i can't find my notebook with all of the information for one of my stories.
sgt. meslin and i never seem to be able to touch base.
i have a half hour before i have to run away to spend money i don't have on things i need for the fucking play for my fucking run-through before i come back to the paper to get all of the stuff i can't get done for the fucking newspaper before i go to sleep and start the whole vicious fucking cycle over again.
after saturday it will be better.
but i think people will die before saturday.
BIG FUCKING GRRRRRR!
sgt. meslin and i never seem to be able to touch base.
i have a half hour before i have to run away to spend money i don't have on things i need for the fucking play for my fucking run-through before i come back to the paper to get all of the stuff i can't get done for the fucking newspaper before i go to sleep and start the whole vicious fucking cycle over again.
after saturday it will be better.
but i think people will die before saturday.
BIG FUCKING GRRRRRR!
i'll write more when i have time to offer up details of my birthday weekend, but for now, i'll just say that it was a lot of fun. random as all hell, but fun. thank you to everyone who shared it with me. :)
arcadia opens on wednesday. i have to put a paper to bed tomorrow. i have to get all of my shit done.
it's all going to be a cakewalk after saturday. :)
but at least i have the prospect of cast parties this week. like i need more diversions, but what the hell, why not? ;)
arcadia opens on wednesday. i have to put a paper to bed tomorrow. i have to get all of my shit done.
it's all going to be a cakewalk after saturday. :)
but at least i have the prospect of cast parties this week. like i need more diversions, but what the hell, why not? ;)
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