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[Tue 27 Jun 2006|10:33am]
[ mood | contemplative ]

There comes a time in every ljers life where they feel they can no longer post. It's a type of bloggers lull, often occuring in the time between when he or she graduates high school and prepares for the adventures of college. I'm pretty sure my lull started sometime in November--when I had to actually DO my college apps instead of looking them over every few days, when the MUSICALS started to take over my life, when I accidentally joined Chaos, when I started to go to Digital for my internship, and when I finally started dating Patrick. I became what some might call "busy", and what some others might call "mentally insane". I would find myself not going online for days at a time, once a whole week. Needless to say, I was not able to keep up with the livejournal world, much less my spam mail.

Now that it's Summer, however, I DO have free time, and I have about three people that I'm actually keeping in touch with. To the point where my sister has a game going where she guesses who's texting me. ("Okay, it's Patr--NO! Nel--NO! Dan! It's Dan!" *crosses fingers*) It's surprising how often she's right.

Anyways, point is, it's time for a change, and I actually have time to make it. But first, the essential history.

So, at this point, I've had my beloved eljay for 2 years, 11 days, 2 hours, and 23 minutes. Over that time, I have accumulated 134 friends, lost 14, and joined 65 communities on topics ranging from scotland to the barrymore family to pinup icons. This will be my mere 185th post, but it

Hell, I paid five bucks for this thing. That's how old this is.

I remember...when I was a couldn't just "get" an livejournal had to have a friend who could give you a "code" were rarer than hen's teeth...


Long story short, I'm switching to a new livejournal. I'm not gonna delete this one, of course. It holds such dear memories as the famed all-nighter monkey quiz post of 2003. Priceless.

So, yeah.


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[Thu 8 Jun 2006|1:55am]
[ mood | tired ]

This is one of my all time favorites:

The Dante's Inferno Test has banished you to the Eigth Level of Hell - the Malebolge!
Here is how you matched up against all the levels:
Purgatory (Repenting Believers)Very Low
Level 1 - Limbo (Virtuous Non-Believers)Moderate
Level 2 (Lustful)High
Level 3 (Gluttonous)Moderate
Level 4 (Prodigal and Avaricious)Low
Level 5 (Wrathful and Gloomy)Low
Level 6 - The City of Dis (Heretics)Moderate
Level 7 (Violent)Moderate
Level 8- the Malebolge (Fraudulent, Malicious, Panderers)High
Level 9 - Cocytus (Treacherous)Low

Take the Dante's Inferno Hell Test

Wow. I am kind of a bad person. Very interesting.

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finally, it's my turn [Thu 4 May 2006|10:50pm]
[ mood | crazy ]

Carnegie Mellon University Class of 2010!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Tartan pride...!

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[Sun 23 Apr 2006|9:27pm]
My grandma's thinking of selling her car. It's a 2002 Toyota Echo. Light Blue. Not sure how much yet, but if you're interested...
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[Wed 19 Apr 2006|8:20pm]
fuck, has anyone set up prom groups?
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[Mon 17 Apr 2006|1:05am]
[ mood | sleepy ]'s my birthday.

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April 17th is My Birthday [Mon 10 Apr 2006|10:29pm]
[ mood | drained ]

How gorgeous is this house?

And they all look like that. And they're all these beautiful pastel colors. Amazing.

So, yeah, spent a good amount of time looking at pretty houses today. We also toured around Fort Moultrie which is the older sister fort of Fort Sumter. They're right across from eachother. Good stories. And we took a carraige tour of the city. Our tour guide was pretty awesome. She and everyone else who worked for the company wore gray reb caps and additional civil war paraphanelia. They were actually pretty cute outfits--red, white, and gray. I could deal.

Hm, what else...My sister's crazy: "Ooh, let's look in that store!" got me stuck in a Christian gear place for a very lengthy 20 minutes. I much preferred the store down the street with a shirt that said "Southern girls don't drink, they sip...a lot." Kinda wanted to buy it. I'm glad I didn't. I need to control those kind of buying urges--until college anyway, when I will be allowed to do my own laundry. Woot.

Um, yeah. So, getting ready for sleep and such...Now, I'm really missing IM. The rest of this week is gonna be difficult.

Hope everyone's keeping awesome!

K, cool.

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[Sun 9 Apr 2006|10:42pm]
[ mood | tired ]

Go to Wikipedia and look up your birth day (excluding the year). List three deaths, two to three births, and three neat facts in your journal, including the year.

April 17

*326 - Alexander, Patriarch of Alexandria
*1790 - Benjamin Franklin, American politician, inventor, diplomat, and printer (b. 1706)
*2003 - Dr. Robert Atkins, American diet doctor (b. 1930)

*1837 - J.P. Morgan, American financier, art collector, and philanthropist (d. 1913)
*1918 - William Holden, American actor (d. 1981)
*1972 - Jennifer Garner, American actress

*1397 - Geoffrey Chaucer tells the Canterbury Tales for the first time at the court of Richard II. Chaucer scholars have also identified this date (in 1387) as when the book's pilgrimage to Canterbury starts.
*1924 - Metro-Goldwyn-Mayer studios is formed from a merger of Metro Pictures, Goldwyn Pictures, and the Louis B. Mayer Company.
*1961 - Bay of Pigs Invasion: A group of CIA-financed and -trained Cuban refugees lands at the Bay of Pigs in Cuba with the aim of ousting Fidel Castro.

Just thought I'd involve myself, and maybe remind you all that


So, yeah.

I'm in Charleston...? Never been here before, but I really liked what I had for dinner, and, yes, it had grits in it. What I've gotten to see so far is nice--the view from the hotel and the sunset, basically. As long as the weather stays nice, I'll be good.
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[Sun 9 Apr 2006|8:14am]
[ mood | thoughtful ]

So, yesterday, I spent the whole day writing a letter to Carnegie Mellon so that they'll move me up on their ranked priority waiting list.

This was my first draft...Collapse )

Here's what I actually wrote...Collapse )

Wow, that was boring. I'm sorry. I was going more for visual effect. Anyways, I'm gonna make a sincere effort to update over break since I'm not anywhere nearby and also cuz I know you're all gonna need daily reminders that


, cuz you always do.

So yeah, I'm leaving noon-ish, feel free to call me up at any point this week. I still won't be on im until Sunday--yeah Lent, woot! So, yeah, see y'all.

k, cool.
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ATTENTION ALL STUDENTS [Mon 3 Apr 2006|7:33pm]
[ mood | excited ]

Hey Wootton! Are you interested in acting and either weren't able to perform in the shows this year or are already missing it? Well then here's an event for you.

The Fourth Annual Student Directed One Act Festival produced by Jeanie McAlpine
featuring plays directed by Dan Boos, Salah Czapary, Yonatan Gebeyehu, Patrick Lord, Alex Marston, Jeanie McAlpine, and Samantha Tempchin

Auditions for the one act festival will be held on Wednesday, April 5 at 3pm after school in the chorus room. Come right after school to sign-in and pick up a packet containing the audition monologues and additional information about the plays, directors, and a form for YOU to fill out. The call back list will be posted on Thursday morning, and call back auditions will occur at 2:30pm after school on Thursday.

Please come out and audition! There are over 20 roles to be cast, so we want to see everyone we possibly can to get the best casts available.

k, cool.

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Senior Send-Off Vol. 1 [Mon 27 Mar 2006|9:33am]
[ mood | no words ]

I wasn't gonna write anything cuz I really don't have time, and I stayed home today so I could do the gargantuan amount of homework I have, but I just read Sam's entry and started losing it, so here I go.

The first thing that I completely forgot to say in my speech--and the one thing I had written down--was that during that first year of crew, I was like--I fucking love this. I could easily do it FOREVER. Not til I retire, not til I die--like, beyond the grave. So I decided that year that this was what I wanted to do with my life, and I am. I'm going to college--not sure where yet, but at least I have Purchase in the bag (and it's incredible) [EDIT: and Ithaca--funny story later], and I'm gonna do this for as long as I possibly can. BUT--I can only hope and pray and yearn that I will be able to work with a group like ours again. And make any friends that I'll be half as close with or trust half as much--god, not even half, like a quarter of what I have now would give me an amazing circle of friends.

Other schools don't have theater like ours. It's true. You may think that the traditions and bonds and chemistry that we have are a norm among high school or even college theater programs, but if you've ever talked to anyone who's come or gone from our school to another, they can tell you that there's no comparison.

Have I ever told you the story about the cast party I went to for one of Lincoln's shows? (no offense, Linc) First off, the house was gorgeous, so it had some serious potential. The cast and crew were sitting on the couches, chairs, floor of the living room, just chillin--still potential. BUT half the parents were in plain sight in the kitchen, there was one lonely TRUE theatre kid rockin' out to Avenue Q in the corner with the low-volume boom-box, and the DIRECTOR stopped by to chill with the kids and the 'rents. It was closing night--there was no DP, no paper plates, no notable after show tradition of any kind other than this (to steal from the Cappies) languid cast "party." The whole thing left me in shock and slight disgust with the rest of the theater world--and I don't want that feeling with any group that I have any reason to call myself part of.

Each year, I like to do this thing where I go through each of the seniors and talk about how they affected me and how much I admire them and such. This year, however, I am a senior, and we're all seniors, and we all know eachother pretty well already. So, I'd like to talk about the juniors.

Here, presented in alphabetical order, the SRGs and -Bs of '07...

Alex--You are one of the coolest kids I know. You have the most amazing sense of responsibility, and I completely admire you for that. You gave crew back to me, and for that I owe you so much.

Anna--You are a crazy kid. Wootton theatre would not have been as much fun without you there, and I'm definitely gonna miss the antics. Never let anything stand in your way.

Beth--I remember one day at crew last year, Karen Lowe came up to me and said, "Who's that girl standing next to Jim? She's fucking gorgeous!" You're awesome, and you can do so much.

Carolyn--You have taken such charge of props these past couple years. It's been awesome to see you grow--even if I haven't gotten to know you very well. Best of luck.

Christina--I've know for a long time, but never well. You're incredibly talented and deserve the recognition for it.

David--You're one of my favorites. Through Joseph and theatre class and DPs and you catching the acting bug from your walk-on in Fiddler--it's been awesome. You'll always be my Davy.

Eli--We've never gotten close, but you've definitely been a major part of crew for me, even in mere presence. You bring so much to Wootton theatre.

Emily--We have one of those unique friendships--not based on shared experience, but more on personality. I feel like I could leave for 10 years and meet up with you again, and we'd be best friends for a few hours, and then part ways without lose ends, just great memories.

Gabby--We're not BFFs or anything near it, but you kinda remind me of my little sister, and you have some serious potential if you embrace it.

Hilary--I wish you had started with us sooner, and I wish I had gotten to know you better, and I wish you were not so awesome so I don't have to feel like I missed out on a really cool kid...but I do.

Jason--Wow, you are one of those kids--those asshole-type kids--who can be so genuine and kind at times that it makes you feel like a rotten human being for ever being pissed at you. It's so obvious that you love this craziness. You're incredible--keep at it.

Kim--I've loved having you on crew and sharing in so many crazy experiences. We've have some good times. Keep having them.

Jill--I've gotten to know you so much better this year, and I don't think I'll be able to get to know you as well as I wish I did. You are so sweet and talented and inspirational, and I'm so glad I've shared even the smallest bit of that.

Laura--We've never gotten especially close, but ever since I claimed you as my freshman that first year, we've held a bond. You will forever be Joe to me.

Matt--You can be increasingly strange at times, but you have so much going for you, more than I think you even know.

Meghan--As you said, we have one of those friendships with no defined beginning. It just emerged. You are one of those crazily talented people that I envy in my soul. Everything you do makes me smile.

Michelle--You've made this year that much more enjoyable with your infectiousness--if that makes any sense whatsoever. It's been great.

Nellie--No words can come close to expressing the friend I've found won in you. I admire everything you possess, and you can turn around and add so much joy to my life and confidence to my soul--you support me in everything I am unsure of and make me believe. Thank you.

Rachel--You are one of the freest spirits I know. Ever since I thought you were a freshman, the friendship we've shared has been so rewarding. You're so funny and talented and wonderful. Break a leg--for life.

Will--I'd never be who I am today without you. I've shared so much with you, and you've been so much to me through the few years I've known you. I want for you all the happiness and fulfillment of every dream you ever go for--thanks for everything.

Yonatan--I love everything about you--your excitement and talent and kindness. You are such a strong presence in Wootton theatre. Continue to embrace it with your all.

21 kids--that's a party.

I have so much more to say, but I'm gonna have to postpone saying it until I catch up with today's work...

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[Mon 19 Dec 2005|9:56pm]
the tree ran right out in front of me, i swear.
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[Sun 18 Dec 2005|9:23pm]
[ mood | restless ]

My Names Jeanie: okay, so, after christmas, with my newfound abundance of money, i am going to buy the dvd of the once upon a mattress remake that i was just viewing on tv
My Names Jeanie: which was awesome
omgitsamuggle: it got a really good review
My Names Jeanie: for three reasons
omgitsamuggle: that chick, that chick, and that other chick?
My Names Jeanie: shhh...i'm not there yet
omgitsamuggle: haha ok
My Names Jeanie: 1) it's a really old musical that's not old enough to be standard, but not new enough to be pop culture that originally starred carol burnett, and is re-starring carol burnett
My Names Jeanie: 2) tracey ullmann is god. and 45. and god.
My Names Jeanie: 3) i am slowly being convinced that zooey deschanel and i are meant to be best friends. mostly because we're the same person, except she can sing.
My Names Jeanie: so yes, basically, that chick, that chick, and that other chick
omgitsamuggle: heheheh
My Names Jeanie: and i'm gonna make this an lj post now

I did real Christmas shopping yesterday. I got mad at my mother cuz she only gave me $140 for the 40 people I was planning on buying gifts for. So I just got stuff for my family and a few other people, out of necessity.

also, this is magic. thanks, Caroline (alaiyo).

and for my final section of this abnormally well thought out lj post:

Things I Don't Tell Ms. Sigman For Fear of Losing My Wicked Sweet Internship
by Jeanie

--The day I went to interview Vinny, Boss/Owner/President of Company/Former Firefighter/All Around Large Italian Man, shouted "MY BALLS HURT!" much to the dismay of his wife, Alysha, Co-Owner/Person in Charge of Not Firing Me.
--I'm pretty sure Alysha is the only person in the building with a college degree. From BU, nonetheless. Only thing is, it's a B.A. in Biology...quoi?
--The one time I've gone out on a real show, a) it was at the house of a wealthy Jewish family (honestly, Bar Mitzvah party at home? who does that?) b) Vinny and Alysha left me, alone, with one other guy from our company, who I'd just met and was notorious for being unreliable, plus the Hispanic guys putting up the tent. Little bit sketchy. At least it was in Potomac.
--I'm pretty sure Jamie, 21, the one person I work with the most, smokes pot. Actually, I'm completely certain that she does. I'm just not sure how frequently.
--Phil, 27, who works upstairs, sometimes, hits on me...a lot. Last week, he smelled my hair. It was kinda weird. But now we're friends on Friendster, so it's okay. :)
--I am soooo glad I'm underage.
--Couple weeks ago, on the 9th, there wasn't much to do. Scratch that, there wasn't anything to do. So I organized the Gaff tape. It took me an hour. The pile of black gaff was taller than my chin. Pretty sweet. Then I swept the entire warehouse. I don't think it'd ever been swept, ever.
--Last Friday, there was even less to do. I cleaned the bathroom. When Alysha came down, she said, quote, "Oh. You're really cleaning." And, later, "I don't think it's ever been this clean." Mind you, when I was done, I really wasn't satisfied with the cleanliness, and, if you've seen my room you'll understand, that's saying a lot.
--Also on Friday, a little after hours, like 10 minutes, Travis, one of the independent contractors, got into a conversation with Vinny about some guy that hadn't paid him and how he wasn't doing anything about it, "and you're Italian and everything?", etc. The conversation continued and Travis told a story about how he was standing next to a guy who got shot. "What'd you do?" "I ran, bitch!" and so on. So somehow this conversation climaxed into Vinny pulling a .45 out of his truck. "And that's my cue to leave!"--quoth Patrick, warehouse manager and all-around lighting guru.

Uh, yeah, that's it. Still the coolest place ever to work. Like, really.

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[Thu 15 Dec 2005|4:00pm]
Dear Santa...

Dear Santa,

This year I've been busy!

In June I saved a busload of nuns in Angola (326 points). In August I committed genocide... Sorry about that, miracleman2814 (-5000 points). In April I bought porn for tanjerinespeedo (-10 points). In January the_quiet_one and I donated clothes to the needy (11 points). In March on a flight to Vancouver, I stole the emergency flight information card (-40 points).

Overall, I've been naughty (-4713 points). For Christmas I deserve a moldy sandwich!


Write your letter to Santa! Enter your LJ username:

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[Mon 5 Dec 2005|10:08pm]
[ mood | giggly ]

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[Sat 12 Nov 2005|9:54pm]
DePaul is so awesome. Ask me and i'll take a few minutes to rave.
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[Sun 6 Nov 2005|10:06pm]
I think everyone from Flowers needs to hear what Michael Arbit has to say about our show.

This is a kid that I hadn't spoken to in at least six years, and we just got back in contact, and I told him what the show was and that I was doing lighting and Alex was the lead and Sam was in it, too. And he took his Thursday night to come see our show, with a story he wasn't familiar with, involving only three kids he's distantly aquainted with. And he adored it.

right after the show:
thechicagoan: loved it loved it loved it still crying loved it loved it need sleep.

this evening:
thechicagoan: i was stunned
thechicagoan: completely
thechicagoan: i LOVED it
thechicagoan: and wow.
thechicagoan: i could say wow over and over and over
thechicagoan: and it still would not be enough

thechicagoan: alex was phenomenal.
thechicagoan: absolutely fantastic.

thechicagoan: but seriously
thechicagoan: wow.
thechicagoan: that play affected me more than most events in my entire life
My Names Jeanie: that's incredibly flattering, you have no idea
thechicagoan: :) i'm glad
thechicagoan: you all deserve it
thechicagoan: that story is so crushing
thechicagoan: and i saw the ending coming
thechicagoan: except i didn't know it would be the ending
thechicagoan: but yeah, i knew pretty early on what the title meant
thechicagoan: it was one of those things i knew was coming but didn't want to come
thechicagoan: and i totally did not get the implication that he would soon die
thechicagoan: sam had to tell me that one
thechicagoan: but i think i spoke about three words out loud the rest of thursday night
thechicagoan: and very quietly
thechicagoan: the line that will always get to me most was "i don't know what i did wrong"
thechicagoan: everything was done so perfectly
thechicagoan: whoever had the idea of having his line about going back to miss kinnian's class at the end be from offstage and in the dark was a genius.
thechicagoan: it was just all so overpowering
thechicagoan: and the simon and garfunkel music pre-show and during intermission
thechicagoan: culminating in the boxer at the finale
thechicagoan: oh man.
thechicagoan: it was too much
thechicagoan: and that made it absolutely perfect
thechicagoan: overwhelming emotion
thechicagoan: i wish i'd stood up and cheered for alex
thechicagoan: but i was still too stunned to really be aware of what was going on
thechicagoan: sigh, i could go on and on

thechicagoan: science can go fuck itself.
thechicagoan: the saddest thing is that nemur will probably not change
thechicagoan: he never considered charlie a human life

thechicagoan: oh and the symbolism!!!!
thechicagoan: i loved the original yellow journal
thechicagoan: with him throughout, just like his former self
thechicagoan: and the first time he went back to the typewriter after the tape recorder
thechicagoan: i was just like
thechicagoan: oh shit, it's happening.
thechicagoan: it makes you wonder about so many things
thechicagoan: why do people need to feel even more superior to someone they're already superior to?
thechicagoan: and WHY WAS ALICE SUCH A FOOL
thechicagoan: and why does god make people retarded
thechicagoan: and why does he give charlie such a terrible mother
thechicagoan: and what's the point of tearing apart a family's life forever
thechicagoan: and of course the moral of the story
thechicagoan: is it better to be happily ignorant, or to experience a moment of enlightenment before descending back into darkness?
thechicagoan: but what really made his descent go further than the point he started at was his relationships
thechicagoan: except for the whole brain tissue collapsing --> death thing, he would probably have ended up right where he started
thechicagoan: except for miss kinnian
thechicagoan: that's what made him to go warren
thechicagoan: that's what ended it
thechicagoan: it was nothing he did, just like he said
thechicagoan: he did nothing wrong
thechicagoan: it was just what happened with other people
thechicagoan: hmm
thechicagoan: i just noticed something
thechicagoan: so
thechicagoan: who we are defines us
thechicagoan: obviously, i suppose
thechicagoan: charlie could never escape his former self because it was him all along
thechicagoan: but
thechicagoan: other people define how our life goes
thechicagoan: what causes charlie all these problems?
thechicagoan: memories of his family
thechicagoan: realizations about his "friends"
thechicagoan: his relationship with alice
thechicagoan: that sucks.
thechicagoan: other people determine the course of our lives
thechicagoan: not entirely, but they play a major role

thechicagoan: why charlie, damnit
thechicagoan: he didn't do anything wrong
thechicagoan: and you know
thechicagoan: alice will find out about his death
thechicagoan: and know it's because of the operation
thechicagoan: which she recommended him for
thechicagoan: so now we've messed up how many people's lives?
thechicagoan: charlie, algernon, two doctors, alice, three family members
thechicagoan: praise the fucking lord.
thechicagoan: DAMNIT.
thechicagoan: all this emotion is flooding back

thechicagoan: it's just not an easy thing to accept

THIS is why I do theatre.
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[Sun 6 Nov 2005|4:11pm]
[ mood | mellow ]

If you remember put some flowers on his grave
He was my little friend for all the comfort that he gave
He never called me Dummy he was always on my side
I was so very sorry when he died

His operation made him smart
He ran the maze so good
But always had some time to be my friend
We used to race and he would win
It always made me mad at him
But he would still be nice even then

And when my operation made
me smarter he was there
To show me what would happen next to me
It wasn't always in a book
I had to hurt and sometimes look
At sad things that I didn't want to see

And now the smartness goes away
And Algernon is dead
And all my friends are nice to me again
But when I am like Algernon
Asleep inside the dirt and gone
I wonder who will think about me then

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[Sun 6 Nov 2005|8:31am]
[ mood | enthralled ]

Thank you to everyone for making this show the most wonderful experience ever. I've learned so much and gained so much respect for so many people. The talent and poise we possess at our school is incredible. You were all amazing, and I feel so privilidged to be living out my senior year with this particular group.


And now I'm off to Magruder to represent our school's theater program. Hopefully I won't boast too much.

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[Thu 3 Nov 2005|5:29pm]
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[Thu 27 Oct 2005|10:18pm]
[ mood | pissed ]

Very few things piss me off. But this is really getting to me.

Okay, so what the bloody hell is up with cast excluding the crew for paper plates. Like, literally, we've been discussing this for the past 2 years, at least. "Hey, you know, when we're seniors, we're totally gonna do all the paper plates together. They'd be so much more awesome that way cuz we're all so close, and we share all the jokes anyway." I was really pissed when I heard this from Jim today. It sucks when cast and crew are separated, and I've always advocated for everyone involved in the shows to be united. Just like how we need to do plates with the pit for musicals cuz they always get left out. Last year, when the Songs cast and pit did plates together, it was amazing, and everyone was like, wow, we need to do that for every show. So what the fuck happened, guys? And, to add to that, if I hadn't had this conversation with Jim (and Mr. Graham, btw) I probably would've shown up on Tuesday with a handful of plates and some magic markers ready to go. What then? Would I be turned away at the door? Answer me that.

Crew and cast should not be split, there's no logic to it. Not at this point. It's not like anyone would be imposing on your "turf". All paper plates comes down to is we're all doing the same show, we're all telling funny stories, and then someone says "Hey, I've got an idea!" It doesn't matter who says it or who it's for. It's all for the sake of comedy and avoiding giving people we-couldn't-think-of-anything plates. Making paper plates the best and funniest and most entertaining that they can possibly be, that's all I'm asking. C'mon.

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[Mon 17 Oct 2005|10:20pm]
[ mood | cheerful ]

Guess what I got to touch today.


Vinny almost let me drive one to Baltimore, which would've been the most thrilling experience of my life, until we realized that they needed to send two to Baltimore, and I'm not covered by the company's insurance. Oh well, I can dream, can't I?

Further proof that my internship is the coolest ever: We listened to Disney music. Like, two solid hours of Disney music. So cool.

In other news, apparently my DePaul application is due on the 29th. Who knew? Not I, said thejeanieness. They really should put this information up on their website. I got a letter informing me of this information TODAY, so tomorrow I'm going to frantically try and get my transcript to come through, plus my teacher recommendations, and everything in between. Good times.

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[Wed 12 Oct 2005|5:18pm]
[ mood | grrrrr ]

Fine, nevermind then, mess with all my multiple weeks of planning. Damnit. They moved the Harry and the Potters show to tomorrow night (Thursday) which means I probably will not be going. And now I need something else to do tonight. Something fun, and friend-filled. ERRG

In other news, I think I may have joined Chaos this afternoon.

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shang-a-lang, feel the sturm and drang in the air... [Sun 9 Oct 2005|7:59pm]
Your Kissing Purity Score: 34% Pure

You're not one to kiss and tell...

But word is, you kiss pretty well.

oh, how I love being 17.

P.S. I just realized where the name Durmstrang came from. [see LSH lyrics in subject line]
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[Sun 9 Oct 2005|5:33pm]
[ mood | ecstatic ]

Okay, so given that Thursday we have no school, and I am not jewish, and I don't have seminar on Wednesday night, it is the perfect evening to attend a mad awesome concert.

October 12th, Wednesday
College Park, MD
University of Maryland
7:00pm, $5, ALL AGES and open to non-students
Nyumburu Cultural Center, Multi-purpose room, Level P- Room 0130
College Park, MD 20740


Who wants to come?

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