Hey boys and girls! We are going to play a fill-in-the-blanks quiz today. For the following statements, please use one of the words in the title above. There are no wrong answers, but I do reserve the right to change my mind about that.
1. I am ______ because tonight is my last session with my yoga teacher, Francisca. She's leaving for more yoga training.
2. I am ______ because I took it easy on the sweets and other sugary goodies this weekend. It usually makes me feel retched.
3. I am ______ because I've been getting mixed messages from various people about my abilities and talents.
4. I am ______ by the fact that I have about 20 things to do and I don't know where to start.
5. I am ______ because I'm going to send off for my free Cadbury Clucking Bunny by mail today.
6. I am ______ because Saturday will be the first performance for the children's show I am performing in.
7. I am ______ because my other is coming to the show and he has never seen me perform before.
8. I am ______ because we discussed Brecht in class today and I couldn't stop thinking about orientalism in his work.
9. I am ______ because I feel my horoscope is off. I'm not sure if I have it in me to be mentally alert, sharp, and on your toes today.
3.30.2008
does this offically make me a nerd or a dork?
Guess what I got in the mail yesterday. An invitation to be a member of the Golden Key International Honour Society. Isn't that exciting? I don't know what it is. But apparently, there is a chapter at my school, it has something to do with me having a good GPA, and the promotional material says it's prestigious. As if being on the Dean's List for 6 semesters in a row isn't a big enough high.
good use of time
Last night, I stayed up past midnight doing which of the following:
a. watching reruns of Sex and the City
b. playing spider solitaire
c. watching lesbian porn online
d. plotting my revenge on the Starbucks near work that has bad customer service and never fills your coffee cup all the way.
e. homework
Well, I can tell you which one it wasn't, but I'll leave it to you to have all of the fun.
a. watching reruns of Sex and the City
b. playing spider solitaire
c. watching lesbian porn online
d. plotting my revenge on the Starbucks near work that has bad customer service and never fills your coffee cup all the way.
e. homework
Well, I can tell you which one it wasn't, but I'll leave it to you to have all of the fun.
3.29.2008
ugg!
It's not even nightfall and I've had a long day so far. Warning! This is going to be a long post, so please stop here if you're not interested, don't have the time, or don't have the attention span.
The necessary background:
I went to a sexual assault prevention seminar today for the Brooklyn diocese. It was to learn how to spot and prevent child molestation. Because the children's show I'm doing is at a Catholic church and I will be around children, the seminar, issued by the Catholic church, was mandatory. Since I am a trained advocate for sexual assault and domestic violence survivors I knew what to expect in this seminar.
The actual events:
I went to Brooklyn to take this class. No, that's not right. I was in BFE! Flatbush, to be more exact. I took a series of trains to get to the last stop on the 2 train. I allotted myself 2 hours to get out there from my apartment in Astoria and it took most of that time to finally get to the church where the meeting was. It probably wouldn't have been half as bad if the trains were running on time, were running at all, and didn't pass me by on the platform (thanks, fucking N train!).
At the meeting, only 4 other people showed up. The 2 videos shown were at least 10 years old. And I was really frustrated by the approach the seminar took. The facilitator was okay. She didn't seem to be all that prepared and she should have been asking more questions and doing less talking (I think she didn't want to be there) and should have had more information. The videos, thank god, didn't take the position of ignoring the events of the Catholic church child molestation scandal, but it didn't address them either (no big surprise there), which was upsetting because it was the reason why this was mandatory. Plus, the information they provided didn't go far enough. It was simple and surfaced and basic, basic, basic. I decided to not talk because I didn't want to get passionate and start an argument.
After 2 1/2 hours I finally was able to leave to come to work. 1 1/2 hours on 3 trains (fucking ridiculous, fucking MTA), I finally was able to make it back to Times Square for work, only to find that it was really sunny out. And you know what that means. Sunny clear day = throngs of stupid tourists crowding up the neighborhood.
The day's other event:
I had a nice surprise waiting for me on my desk. A book I ordered from Samuel French arrived. More Ten-Minute Plays from Actors Theatre of Louisville, which features a great monologue I did for a district competition in 12th grade and got superior ratings on. It's from an unpublished Brian Friel play that was performed at the Actors Theatre in '80. I'm all giddy inside.
Now, you may return to your usually scheduled life.
The necessary background:
I went to a sexual assault prevention seminar today for the Brooklyn diocese. It was to learn how to spot and prevent child molestation. Because the children's show I'm doing is at a Catholic church and I will be around children, the seminar, issued by the Catholic church, was mandatory. Since I am a trained advocate for sexual assault and domestic violence survivors I knew what to expect in this seminar.
The actual events:
I went to Brooklyn to take this class. No, that's not right. I was in BFE! Flatbush, to be more exact. I took a series of trains to get to the last stop on the 2 train. I allotted myself 2 hours to get out there from my apartment in Astoria and it took most of that time to finally get to the church where the meeting was. It probably wouldn't have been half as bad if the trains were running on time, were running at all, and didn't pass me by on the platform (thanks, fucking N train!).
At the meeting, only 4 other people showed up. The 2 videos shown were at least 10 years old. And I was really frustrated by the approach the seminar took. The facilitator was okay. She didn't seem to be all that prepared and she should have been asking more questions and doing less talking (I think she didn't want to be there) and should have had more information. The videos, thank god, didn't take the position of ignoring the events of the Catholic church child molestation scandal, but it didn't address them either (no big surprise there), which was upsetting because it was the reason why this was mandatory. Plus, the information they provided didn't go far enough. It was simple and surfaced and basic, basic, basic. I decided to not talk because I didn't want to get passionate and start an argument.
After 2 1/2 hours I finally was able to leave to come to work. 1 1/2 hours on 3 trains (fucking ridiculous, fucking MTA), I finally was able to make it back to Times Square for work, only to find that it was really sunny out. And you know what that means. Sunny clear day = throngs of stupid tourists crowding up the neighborhood.
The day's other event:
I had a nice surprise waiting for me on my desk. A book I ordered from Samuel French arrived. More Ten-Minute Plays from Actors Theatre of Louisville, which features a great monologue I did for a district competition in 12th grade and got superior ratings on. It's from an unpublished Brian Friel play that was performed at the Actors Theatre in '80. I'm all giddy inside.
Now, you may return to your usually scheduled life.
3.25.2008
yogi's today's to-dos
I must be on crack, or something. I got up at 6am to go to a 7am yoga class. It doesn't sound like an impressive statement, but it is because I don't get up before 8am for anything or anyone. I am such a theater person, and that comes with the implication that my day really doesn't start until noon. I don't know how the rest of you do it?
Anyway, it was a good class, even though it went a little fast for my liking and I'm not up to the same speed as most of the people at the studio I attend. We'll see if I crash later today. I hope not. I'm sure to be up until 11pm, at the very least. And I have a ton of stuff to do.
So, in honor of my turning a new leaf (at least for today) I will resurrect my to do list:
1. shower (yes, it's sad that I have to put that on my list, but it counts)
2. prompt book for the cabaret
3. work on my lines for the children's show
4. read a play, read a book, read minds (why not)
5. buy costume accessory pieces
6. send out press release for cabaret
7. miscellaneous (I can't think of anything else, right now. Sorry.)
Anyway, it was a good class, even though it went a little fast for my liking and I'm not up to the same speed as most of the people at the studio I attend. We'll see if I crash later today. I hope not. I'm sure to be up until 11pm, at the very least. And I have a ton of stuff to do.
So, in honor of my turning a new leaf (at least for today) I will resurrect my to do list:
1. shower (yes, it's sad that I have to put that on my list, but it counts)
2. prompt book for the cabaret
3. work on my lines for the children's show
4. read a play, read a book, read minds (why not)
5. buy costume accessory pieces
6. send out press release for cabaret
7. miscellaneous (I can't think of anything else, right now. Sorry.)
3.23.2008
tea and sympathy
I got up early this morning to have tea with my friend Irene (I love her. She's so nice and sweet and talented). It was really nice to start my day with good company and darjeeling oolong. Especially after several "what the hell" moments.
1. stupid youtube: I tried for hours to get a video posted to my blog. You may have seen it (if not scroll down) and it was totally worth the effort to have it on there. I am not, by any means, technologically savvy. It finally took IPJ to show me the embedded text that's next to the video itself. Duh!
2. RCTs: You might think that between eggies and cupcakes that there would be no more room in my life for another sweet delicious treat. And how wrong you would be. IPJ has been making RCTs (Rice Crispy Treats for all of you who aren't on the d.l. for the anagram) at work. They are the breakfast of champions. Unlike a cupcake or a handful of the devil's work I don't feel guilty for having a square of RCT that is the size of my foot. Who needs real food anymore?
3. my mom: I love this woman. But she's got no tact. I called today to wish her and my dad a Happy Easter. We chatted. She asked me if I was enjoying the birthday money they gave me and I told her that I was using it for small things (like lattes or dvds). She said that was good. Then she preceded to tell me that their mortgage payments went up recently because of some insurance they had to buy for their house. There was no segway into that part of the conversation. What was I supposed to do or say? Is it just me or do you not talk about someone's gift and then precede to tell them your strapped for cash? I guess Jesus died on the cross so my mom can make me feel inadvertently guilty. Thanks, JC!
1. stupid youtube: I tried for hours to get a video posted to my blog. You may have seen it (if not scroll down) and it was totally worth the effort to have it on there. I am not, by any means, technologically savvy. It finally took IPJ to show me the embedded text that's next to the video itself. Duh!
2. RCTs: You might think that between eggies and cupcakes that there would be no more room in my life for another sweet delicious treat. And how wrong you would be. IPJ has been making RCTs (Rice Crispy Treats for all of you who aren't on the d.l. for the anagram) at work. They are the breakfast of champions. Unlike a cupcake or a handful of the devil's work I don't feel guilty for having a square of RCT that is the size of my foot. Who needs real food anymore?
3. my mom: I love this woman. But she's got no tact. I called today to wish her and my dad a Happy Easter. We chatted. She asked me if I was enjoying the birthday money they gave me and I told her that I was using it for small things (like lattes or dvds). She said that was good. Then she preceded to tell me that their mortgage payments went up recently because of some insurance they had to buy for their house. There was no segway into that part of the conversation. What was I supposed to do or say? Is it just me or do you not talk about someone's gift and then precede to tell them your strapped for cash? I guess Jesus died on the cross so my mom can make me feel inadvertently guilty. Thanks, JC!
the power is yours
Remember that children's show I'm acting in? Well, I play Mother Nature, and one of my lines is, "the entire planet will suffer." However, when I recite it, I want to say, "the entire planet will be destroyed.
If only there were someone who could save the planet from total doom and destruction. But wait! Perhaps this is a job for...
If only there were someone who could save the planet from total doom and destruction. But wait! Perhaps this is a job for...
3.22.2008
retrograded meaning
Why do I even bother reading my horoscope?
"Imagining something bad in a new, improved form is the first step to improving it."
What in the hell does that mean!?
"Imagining something bad in a new, improved form is the first step to improving it."
What in the hell does that mean!?
3.21.2008
what a loser!
Guess where I'm going on this Friday night? I've got a hot date with a sink full of dishes and a secret rendezvous with the attendant at the 24-7 laundry mat. Hot, huh?
Yup, there's nothing better than a long day of writing, researching, and spending some quality time in a half lit room alone than going home to my chores. I'm a regular party animal. Especially after spending the last few weeks running around 2 boroughs for rehearsals, school, work and social hours. I don't know if I like this side of me.
I shouldn't complain. Starting Monday, I'm going to return to my role as the proverbial chicken with its head cut off. So, if I have any catching up to do with any of you, get to me now before I go AWOL for the next 4 weeks. Otherwise, laters peeps!
Yup, there's nothing better than a long day of writing, researching, and spending some quality time in a half lit room alone than going home to my chores. I'm a regular party animal. Especially after spending the last few weeks running around 2 boroughs for rehearsals, school, work and social hours. I don't know if I like this side of me.
I shouldn't complain. Starting Monday, I'm going to return to my role as the proverbial chicken with its head cut off. So, if I have any catching up to do with any of you, get to me now before I go AWOL for the next 4 weeks. Otherwise, laters peeps!
3.20.2008
this is what a day off is like?
I feel so "eh" today. I only have one word that culminates my day. Blaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh!
I have been very busy the last couple of weeks. Rehearsals for my children's show are on hiatus for Holy Week. Tonight's rehearsal for the cabaret was canceled. I have a short paper to finish up (outline and preliminary research done) that's due tomorrow and a ton of reading to get done, but I feel like I don't care about doing any of that. Perhaps it's because I've been busy every night for 3 weeks straight that once I obtained a quieter day my interest in life went down like a five dollar hooker giving a blow job. Nice imagery, huh? If I had half of my normal energy level I promise that I would have come up with something more witty.
I have been very busy the last couple of weeks. Rehearsals for my children's show are on hiatus for Holy Week. Tonight's rehearsal for the cabaret was canceled. I have a short paper to finish up (outline and preliminary research done) that's due tomorrow and a ton of reading to get done, but I feel like I don't care about doing any of that. Perhaps it's because I've been busy every night for 3 weeks straight that once I obtained a quieter day my interest in life went down like a five dollar hooker giving a blow job. Nice imagery, huh? If I had half of my normal energy level I promise that I would have come up with something more witty.
3.17.2008
top 5 desert island children's movies
After reading IPJ's recent listing of children's movie quotes, I started thinking about all of the children's movies that I love. If I had to narrow them into a "best of" list I think I would have to include the following (in no particular order)...
1. The Dark Crystal
2. The Muppets Take Manhattan
3. The Black Cauldron
4. The Secret of NIMH
5. Labyrinth
3.16.2008
alcohol consumption, tk style
Last night... where do I start?
My friend Dori, who I know through my dear friend Jessica, was having a small get-together for her 21st birthday. I had a little time between work and the party, so I took my time getting ready. Sexy black low cut dress, smokey eye makeup, and a perfectly coiffed bed-head 'do and I was all set to rock it for the night. I usually don't bark up my own tree, but I was pretty hot, if I do say so myself.
Got down to the Village, no problem. Did a little window shopping to kill some time, no problem. Then, my heals started to be a problem. They were either a little too big for me or my feet shrunk, and they keep slipping off. Went to Duane Reade and bought some cushioned heal liners. They didn't work all that well, because the adhesive wasn't working. I decided that it wasn't that much of a problem; I mean I looked great, why should there be a problem. That was until I was on Bleecker and had a Carrie Bradshaw (remember that embarrassing scene when she fell in Dior in Paris) moment. My right heal got caught in a divot in the sidewalk and I tumbled, knees first, on the ground. I wasn't on the ground long when two very nice older, and very handsome I might add, gentlemen helped me up. They asked me if I was ok, and one of them said to me that he didn't know how women walked in heals and I told him that I was doing really well for about 3 blocks until this. They smiled, and then saw me on my way.
At the restaurant, dinner was very lovely. We went to the Cornelia Street Cafe and ate very well. Cheese plate,hummus, wild rice risotto with mushrooms and butternut squash. Yum! Everything on the menu sounded so good that I had a hard time choosing my meal. My dinner partners were kind enough to let everyone sample each others plates.
After dinner we went to a bar called the Back Fence. A live band was playing and the place was packed. It was a lot of fun. By this time, Dori was starting to feel the effects of alcohol on her poorly unconditioned newly 21 year old self, but still standing up. As for me, well, it's hard to claim that I'm not a boozer and not really a party girl when I have and write about nights last last night. I won't bore you with minuet details. I'll just say cider, NYU grad students, and Oasis covers. That's all I'm willing to talk about.
The night grew longer, some of the girls wanted to go home and Dori wanted to stay. I initially set my exit time at midnight, but I felt motherly towards Dori and volunteered to stay with her so someone could make sure she got into a cab at the end of the night. At one point in the night, before a couple of the girls left, I text messaged a friend saying that I needed someone to remind me what a good friend I was for sticking around. It was late, and I was tired, and I drank so much that my liver was as saturated as a wet kitchen sponge. But I still meant that text. I needed a little reassurance by that time of the night. Despite my best intentions and the remaining events of the evening, I got home about 2 am. Not bad for someone who been doing this sort of thing since the age of 12, if I do say so myself.
My friend Dori, who I know through my dear friend Jessica, was having a small get-together for her 21st birthday. I had a little time between work and the party, so I took my time getting ready. Sexy black low cut dress, smokey eye makeup, and a perfectly coiffed bed-head 'do and I was all set to rock it for the night. I usually don't bark up my own tree, but I was pretty hot, if I do say so myself.
Got down to the Village, no problem. Did a little window shopping to kill some time, no problem. Then, my heals started to be a problem. They were either a little too big for me or my feet shrunk, and they keep slipping off. Went to Duane Reade and bought some cushioned heal liners. They didn't work all that well, because the adhesive wasn't working. I decided that it wasn't that much of a problem; I mean I looked great, why should there be a problem. That was until I was on Bleecker and had a Carrie Bradshaw (remember that embarrassing scene when she fell in Dior in Paris) moment. My right heal got caught in a divot in the sidewalk and I tumbled, knees first, on the ground. I wasn't on the ground long when two very nice older, and very handsome I might add, gentlemen helped me up. They asked me if I was ok, and one of them said to me that he didn't know how women walked in heals and I told him that I was doing really well for about 3 blocks until this. They smiled, and then saw me on my way.
At the restaurant, dinner was very lovely. We went to the Cornelia Street Cafe and ate very well. Cheese plate,hummus, wild rice risotto with mushrooms and butternut squash. Yum! Everything on the menu sounded so good that I had a hard time choosing my meal. My dinner partners were kind enough to let everyone sample each others plates.
After dinner we went to a bar called the Back Fence. A live band was playing and the place was packed. It was a lot of fun. By this time, Dori was starting to feel the effects of alcohol on her poorly unconditioned newly 21 year old self, but still standing up. As for me, well, it's hard to claim that I'm not a boozer and not really a party girl when I have and write about nights last last night. I won't bore you with minuet details. I'll just say cider, NYU grad students, and Oasis covers. That's all I'm willing to talk about.
The night grew longer, some of the girls wanted to go home and Dori wanted to stay. I initially set my exit time at midnight, but I felt motherly towards Dori and volunteered to stay with her so someone could make sure she got into a cab at the end of the night. At one point in the night, before a couple of the girls left, I text messaged a friend saying that I needed someone to remind me what a good friend I was for sticking around. It was late, and I was tired, and I drank so much that my liver was as saturated as a wet kitchen sponge. But I still meant that text. I needed a little reassurance by that time of the night. Despite my best intentions and the remaining events of the evening, I got home about 2 am. Not bad for someone who been doing this sort of thing since the age of 12, if I do say so myself.
3.14.2008
is it bad that...
...I find the whole cute usher and Isaac thing soooooooo adorable because I know cute usher and Isaac and they are so cute on their own but are cuter together?
...I don't feel the womb urges that Laurenj feels? Most people my age have kids by now, but I don't feel the calls of the wild, or of motherhood, right now?
...I guilted a friend of mine not to go to a lounge in her 'hood (bfe queens) and convinced her to stay in Manhattan because I didn't want to stay out late, but went out to dinner with her, shared a bottle of wine and still stayed out late?
...I have a birthday party to go to tomorrow and I still haven't bought the birthday girl a present yet?
...after two birthday "wait-staff-singing-happy-birthday-to-you" ambushes I managed to finagle my way out of a 3rd through shear luck and not because of my cunning ways, like I occasionally do?
...I'm typing this post, buzzed on wine, high on life, instead of going to bed? I don't think so.
...I don't feel the womb urges that Laurenj feels? Most people my age have kids by now, but I don't feel the calls of the wild, or of motherhood, right now?
...I guilted a friend of mine not to go to a lounge in her 'hood (bfe queens) and convinced her to stay in Manhattan because I didn't want to stay out late, but went out to dinner with her, shared a bottle of wine and still stayed out late?
...I have a birthday party to go to tomorrow and I still haven't bought the birthday girl a present yet?
...after two birthday "wait-staff-singing-happy-birthday-to-you" ambushes I managed to finagle my way out of a 3rd through shear luck and not because of my cunning ways, like I occasionally do?
...I'm typing this post, buzzed on wine, high on life, instead of going to bed? I don't think so.
3.11.2008
a three hour trip
Now I know why the Gilligan's Island castaways never left the island...
'Cause they were too busy smokin' dope. Dawn Wells, aka Mary Ann, was recently convicted for possession of marijuana and will be serving 5 days of jail and 6 months of unsupervised probation.
See kids, smoking grass really does stunt your growth.
Hmmm, it all makes sense. The S.S. Minnow couldn't get repaired in 3 years, in one episode the Professor thought the island was sinking, and they all claimed that a monkey showed them how to make explosives. Mary Ann, in particular, wasn't new to the dangers of drug use apparently. One time, she had an incident involving poison mushrooms. Maybe when she is in jail she can protect herself by making a shiv out of a piece of bamboo and some coconut husks.
'Cause they were too busy smokin' dope. Dawn Wells, aka Mary Ann, was recently convicted for possession of marijuana and will be serving 5 days of jail and 6 months of unsupervised probation.
See kids, smoking grass really does stunt your growth.
Hmmm, it all makes sense. The S.S. Minnow couldn't get repaired in 3 years, in one episode the Professor thought the island was sinking, and they all claimed that a monkey showed them how to make explosives. Mary Ann, in particular, wasn't new to the dangers of drug use apparently. One time, she had an incident involving poison mushrooms. Maybe when she is in jail she can protect herself by making a shiv out of a piece of bamboo and some coconut husks.
3.10.2008
you really want me to have this
You guys need to start saving the UPC Symbols from any HERSHEY'S, REESE'S or CADBURY Easter Candy Bags (8.5 oz. or larger) for me so I can get this:
*Disclaimer: Cadbury plush clucking Easter bunny does not come with Cadbury Creme Egg.
*Disclaimer: Cadbury plush clucking Easter bunny does not come with Cadbury Creme Egg.
3.09.2008
3.08.2008
it's not me, it's you
I think the reason why only two of my friends got any of my movie quotes is because the rest of you only watch obscure movies. Or maybe it's because the rest of you watch sophisticated movies and not the popular crap I watch. Anyway, I gave credit were credit was due for the two people who got quotes correct, and amended the post.
On another note, last night was a lot of fun. Several rsvp'd party-goers un-rsvp'd the day of my belated birthday get together. When Kansas declined her invite (her stomach was fighting the Hundred Years War) I told her that Isaac was the only person who didn't cancel out and I didn't need to go to the Russian Vodka Room to get drunk... I could buy a bottle of Stoli and drink it in the box office with him any time. Luckily I remembered that MNS was coming too so I knew my night would be good. Isaac and MNS did a great job of keeping up my spirits and being really good company. MNS, I'll post up the requested picture soon.
In other news, new episodes of 30 Rock will be airing starting April 10th. I can't believe I have to wait over a whole month to find out if Jack and C.C. stay together. Will Kenneth get over his addiction? What will Liz do with the tv station she just bought? Thank goodness this show doesn't rely on a continuous plot line, because I remember the heart attack I almost gave myself when I watched season 3 of 24.
On another note, last night was a lot of fun. Several rsvp'd party-goers un-rsvp'd the day of my belated birthday get together. When Kansas declined her invite (her stomach was fighting the Hundred Years War) I told her that Isaac was the only person who didn't cancel out and I didn't need to go to the Russian Vodka Room to get drunk... I could buy a bottle of Stoli and drink it in the box office with him any time. Luckily I remembered that MNS was coming too so I knew my night would be good. Isaac and MNS did a great job of keeping up my spirits and being really good company. MNS, I'll post up the requested picture soon.
In other news, new episodes of 30 Rock will be airing starting April 10th. I can't believe I have to wait over a whole month to find out if Jack and C.C. stay together. Will Kenneth get over his addiction? What will Liz do with the tv station she just bought? Thank goodness this show doesn't rely on a continuous plot line, because I remember the heart attack I almost gave myself when I watched season 3 of 24.
3.07.2008
productivity
I complain so much about not having any free time lately, and here I am, at work, not doing what needs to get done. But I am getting some things done.
Need to do
-Memorize the 10 lines I have for the children's show I am doing in Middle Village
-Work on my prompt book for the cabaret I am production managing
-Clean my work desk
-Read the Qing Ding Pearl and complete the appropriate play analysis worksheet
-Read, read, read my socio-linguistics text
Have done
-Filed my nails
-Added the "Addicted to Arrested Development" feature on my Facebook account
-Harassed Shanel
-Played Uno w/ my co-workers
As you can see, I was very productive, or not very productive. Depends on how you look at things.
What's next for me? Should I hot wax my legs in the office? Prepare a 4 course dinner? Read porn to the blind (that one's for you Isaac)? I guess anything that doesn't involve doing something productive.
Need to do
-Memorize the 10 lines I have for the children's show I am doing in Middle Village
-Work on my prompt book for the cabaret I am production managing
-Clean my work desk
-Read the Qing Ding Pearl and complete the appropriate play analysis worksheet
-Read, read, read my socio-linguistics text
Have done
-Filed my nails
-Added the "Addicted to Arrested Development" feature on my Facebook account
-Harassed Shanel
-Played Uno w/ my co-workers
As you can see, I was very productive, or not very productive. Depends on how you look at things.
What's next for me? Should I hot wax my legs in the office? Prepare a 4 course dinner? Read porn to the blind (that one's for you Isaac)? I guess anything that doesn't involve doing something productive.
i've been tagged!
Ah, shucks! Isaac got me. I guess I'll keep the tradition going. I'll tag IPJ and MNS.
I guess you know the drill by now if you've been following the links. 15 favorite films, 1 IMDB website, listed quotes below, guess the film. When someone matches a film to quote, I'll notate it on my post. Good luck!
1. The last time I saw a walk like that was in "Jurassic Park".
- Miss Congeniality
2. -Talking money...
-A talking monkey?
-Talking monkey, yeah, yeah. Came here from the future, ugly sucker, only says "ficus".
- Kiss, Kiss, Bang, Bang : Kansas
3. Back when I was picking beans in Guatemala, we used to make fresh coffee, right off the trees I mean. That was good. This is shit but, hey, I'm in a police station.
- the Usual Suspects
4. -You are a lone reed, standing tall, waving boldly in the corrupt sands of commerce.
-I am a lone reed.
- You've Got Mail : Kansas
5. See? Billy Idol gets it!
- the Wedding Singer : Kansas & Owen
6. Damn, I hate being a foregone conclusion.
- the Thomas Crown Affair
7. I don't know if we each have a destiny, or if we're all just floatin' around accidental-like on a breeze. But I, I think maybe it's both.
- Forrest Gump
8. -My density has bought me to you.
-What?
-Oh, what I meant to say was...
-Wait a minute, don't I know you from somewhere?
-Yes. Yes...I'm your density. I mean... your destiny.
- Back to the Future : Kansas
9. -Who are you guys?
-I'm Dr. Jekyll, actually, and this is my friend, Mr. Hyde.
-Grrrr!
- M.A.S.H
10. That's Ren and Stimpy. They're way existential.
- Clueless : Kansas
11. I can't believe what a bunch of nerds we are. We're looking up "money laundering" in a dictionary.
- Office Space : Kansas
12. You wear too much eye makeup. My sister wears too much. People think she's a whore.
- Ferris Bueller's Day Off : Kansas & Owen
13. -You're not the man I knew ten years ago.
-It's not the years, honey, it's the mileage.
- Indian Jones and the Temple of Doom
14. Livin' here pisses off all the right people.
- Midnight in the Garden of Good and Evil
15. There is truth, and there are lies, and art always tells the truth. Even when it's lying.
- Being John Malkovitch
I guess you know the drill by now if you've been following the links. 15 favorite films, 1 IMDB website, listed quotes below, guess the film. When someone matches a film to quote, I'll notate it on my post. Good luck!
1. The last time I saw a walk like that was in "Jurassic Park".
- Miss Congeniality
2. -Talking money...
-A talking monkey?
-Talking monkey, yeah, yeah. Came here from the future, ugly sucker, only says "ficus".
- Kiss, Kiss, Bang, Bang : Kansas
3. Back when I was picking beans in Guatemala, we used to make fresh coffee, right off the trees I mean. That was good. This is shit but, hey, I'm in a police station.
- the Usual Suspects
4. -You are a lone reed, standing tall, waving boldly in the corrupt sands of commerce.
-I am a lone reed.
- You've Got Mail : Kansas
5. See? Billy Idol gets it!
- the Wedding Singer : Kansas & Owen
6. Damn, I hate being a foregone conclusion.
- the Thomas Crown Affair
7. I don't know if we each have a destiny, or if we're all just floatin' around accidental-like on a breeze. But I, I think maybe it's both.
- Forrest Gump
8. -My density has bought me to you.
-What?
-Oh, what I meant to say was...
-Wait a minute, don't I know you from somewhere?
-Yes. Yes...I'm your density. I mean... your destiny.
- Back to the Future : Kansas
9. -Who are you guys?
-I'm Dr. Jekyll, actually, and this is my friend, Mr. Hyde.
-Grrrr!
- M.A.S.H
10. That's Ren and Stimpy. They're way existential.
- Clueless : Kansas
11. I can't believe what a bunch of nerds we are. We're looking up "money laundering" in a dictionary.
- Office Space : Kansas
12. You wear too much eye makeup. My sister wears too much. People think she's a whore.
- Ferris Bueller's Day Off : Kansas & Owen
13. -You're not the man I knew ten years ago.
-It's not the years, honey, it's the mileage.
- Indian Jones and the Temple of Doom
14. Livin' here pisses off all the right people.
- Midnight in the Garden of Good and Evil
15. There is truth, and there are lies, and art always tells the truth. Even when it's lying.
- Being John Malkovitch
3.04.2008
birthday recap
The ‘rents have been deported back to sunny south Florida. The weekend is o-vah! Below, is a listing of the events that encompassed birthday weekend ’08:
1. Concert at the Hard Rock. All in all, it was a pretty fun night. My friend A. suggested going to see Joe Perry (of Aerosmith fame) with my parents as an alternative to a Broadway show. It was a great idea. Rock n roll is their bread n butter. The music was great. My friend A. and her hubby were there for the event and their presence helped relieved some of the anxiety that I usually feel around my elders. Mom gets so chit chatty and thinks she 16 again when she drinks and dad has to stop it with all of the inappropriate sexist and racist jokes.
2. Dinner at Tony di Napoli was the best I could come up with for my birthday dinner. Consider my reasoning… Italian (practically everyone on the planet loves Italian), nice but not too nice, centrally located to transportation, affordable, and I’ve never had a bad experience there. Now, what could your parents do wrong while eating spaghetti, you ask? They were fine, it was my other.
Did you know that I don’t like surprises? Especially when it's my birthday. Even more so when the excuse for having the waiter sing “Happy Birthday” is due to a certain someone being sung to by the wait staff at Chi Chi’s when it wasn’t his birthday, years before I knew him. I can handle being embarrassed around my peers because I am as outgoing and brazen, if not more so, around them than I am around my family. Anyway, I went with it, sheepishly. But, if you are going to surprise me and I get a little embarrassed, please don’t tell me that I can deal with it, because I will tell you that if I shove my foot up your ass you can deal with that.
* side note, the waiter who sang to me at Tony's was a visual carbon copy of a southern-born former box office manager of mine. It only reminded me how bad I am at keeping in touch with people.
3. Monday was ok. I had class in the morning. So, my dad and I talked about going to a museum before their flight and after my class. We talked about going to the Frick Collection. Then we started talking about timing. What time was their flight, when they needed to leave, were they packed, would mom wake up in time to meet me in town by 11am? Important questions. Dad and I decided to play it safe and stay in Queens and go to the Museum of the Moving Image. Why didn’t I check to see if they were open on Mondays? I meet them back in Queens, walked to the museum, found out they weren’t open (um, hello, listed hours of operation?), then we had lunch locally, walked to the Socrates Sculpture Park, had dessert locally, then rented Bug from Blockbuster (which was a dud with the folks). After all of that, them leaving at 5 turned into them leaving at 6:15ish. I couldn’t wait to get to yoga that night.
I'll save some blog space and won't rant about how almost nobody in my immediate family picks out gifts that fit my needs or personality or how I nearly lost it when my mom said that her and my dad were going to their cabin in upstate NY in July and they weren't going to come visit me because of the time constraint, but then 5 minutes later said that her best friends from high school were going to come into the city that week and she was going to go with them. Uggghhh!!!!
Little do they realize that my real present is one they give me most of the year....them living in another state that is more than a 24 hour car drive away. It's the best gift a girl in my situation can ever ask for.
1. Concert at the Hard Rock. All in all, it was a pretty fun night. My friend A. suggested going to see Joe Perry (of Aerosmith fame) with my parents as an alternative to a Broadway show. It was a great idea. Rock n roll is their bread n butter. The music was great. My friend A. and her hubby were there for the event and their presence helped relieved some of the anxiety that I usually feel around my elders. Mom gets so chit chatty and thinks she 16 again when she drinks and dad has to stop it with all of the inappropriate sexist and racist jokes.
2. Dinner at Tony di Napoli was the best I could come up with for my birthday dinner. Consider my reasoning… Italian (practically everyone on the planet loves Italian), nice but not too nice, centrally located to transportation, affordable, and I’ve never had a bad experience there. Now, what could your parents do wrong while eating spaghetti, you ask? They were fine, it was my other.
Did you know that I don’t like surprises? Especially when it's my birthday. Even more so when the excuse for having the waiter sing “Happy Birthday” is due to a certain someone being sung to by the wait staff at Chi Chi’s when it wasn’t his birthday, years before I knew him. I can handle being embarrassed around my peers because I am as outgoing and brazen, if not more so, around them than I am around my family. Anyway, I went with it, sheepishly. But, if you are going to surprise me and I get a little embarrassed, please don’t tell me that I can deal with it, because I will tell you that if I shove my foot up your ass you can deal with that.
* side note, the waiter who sang to me at Tony's was a visual carbon copy of a southern-born former box office manager of mine. It only reminded me how bad I am at keeping in touch with people.
3. Monday was ok. I had class in the morning. So, my dad and I talked about going to a museum before their flight and after my class. We talked about going to the Frick Collection. Then we started talking about timing. What time was their flight, when they needed to leave, were they packed, would mom wake up in time to meet me in town by 11am? Important questions. Dad and I decided to play it safe and stay in Queens and go to the Museum of the Moving Image. Why didn’t I check to see if they were open on Mondays? I meet them back in Queens, walked to the museum, found out they weren’t open (um, hello, listed hours of operation?), then we had lunch locally, walked to the Socrates Sculpture Park, had dessert locally, then rented Bug from Blockbuster (which was a dud with the folks). After all of that, them leaving at 5 turned into them leaving at 6:15ish. I couldn’t wait to get to yoga that night.
I'll save some blog space and won't rant about how almost nobody in my immediate family picks out gifts that fit my needs or personality or how I nearly lost it when my mom said that her and my dad were going to their cabin in upstate NY in July and they weren't going to come visit me because of the time constraint, but then 5 minutes later said that her best friends from high school were going to come into the city that week and she was going to go with them. Uggghhh!!!!
Little do they realize that my real present is one they give me most of the year....them living in another state that is more than a 24 hour car drive away. It's the best gift a girl in my situation can ever ask for.
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