Outgoing roommate C's boyfriend, Ray, is also in the process of moving house. When he was here last week, we were looking around our emptying living room and figuring out what things were mine, and which were C's. C had already moved out her coffee table, so I listed that as a big need for the room ( Read more... )

One of the best things about my internship is that we occasionally get to play theatre games as a department. Ostensibly, it's so that we can be better prepared to do them with kids in our workshops, but really, it's because WE LIKE GAMES AND THEY ARE FUN. They also give us an outlet for our departmental sassiness, which is only for the good ( Read more... )

Our theatre, like many others nowadays, gives its ushers fancypants laser scanners to use on patrons' tickets. While many scanners make a subtle 'ting' or 'beep' sound with each scan, ours go 'PYEW!', sounding for all their worth like little phasers, waging war upon a sea of paper tickets ( Read more... )

IT'S THE FINAL COUNTDOWN.

DADA DA DA!!!!!!!!! DADA DA DA DA!!!!!!! DADA DA DAAAA! DADA DA DA DAAAAAAAAAAA!


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EVERY TIME Audrey Hepburn comes up on my iPod's shuffle, singing 'Moon River' with her ukulele, MY GOD DO I WANT TO LEARN TO PLAY THE UKULELE. Is that wrong?

How does one even go about getting a ukulele? I only ever played the piano as a kid- the world of instruments is far beyond my ken...

SUDDEN INSPIRATION FROM A THESIS-ADDLED BRAIN.

I was writing an email to poor_choices when I happened to look down at the bottom of my gmail page. My fandom/friends email is set to the Teahouse theme, which features many adorable scenes of a fox as he goes through his day that change depending on the hour. As I was writing, I saw that the fox had a monkey ( Read more... )

True fact ( Read more... )

I just finished my response for my Theory class, in which I rambled on about Pierre Corneille and how the only way to deal with neoclassical theatre is to break all the rules (so long as you're sneaky about it and don't let the audience realize it). But then I got to talking about Phèdre and MAN OH MAN DO I WANT ME SOME SEA MONSTERS ( Read more... )

When I grow up, I want to be as suave as this guy in the kitchen..

( MY HERO! )

So in my Great Foot Debacle of 2009, I managed to mangle my foot with a terrible, horrible, no good very bad bruise, but I also managed to rub the back of my heel raw with a pair of new shoes. Never fear!- I said to myself, and wore some awfully snazzy Batman bandaids for a few days ( Read more... )