yesterday held general missing of many people i love. perhaps it was that tease of a visit and seeing my ladies and mr. dessen. perhaps it was someone bashing juilliard and my plans and my current employment for at least the third time, and telling me there are so many better things that i could be doing with my life that DON"T include lighting ( Read more... )

so. yeah. i'm alone in NC for 2 hours and bored out of my mind already. ok. that's unfair. my momma and i spent most of the day either eating or buying food via her wallet, which is always nice. we also drove around, trying to get the feel of the city. i was hoping to spend the night hanging out with one of the interns, but it sounds like she's ( Read more... )

i got it. and i'm taking it.

please excuse me. i'll be locked up in hall, quietly freaking out.

(thank you to my three pillow girls in particular. no way this would have happened without you. i am forever in your debt.)

::update::

settle down, loves.
it= electrics internship.
The Institute= Juilliard.
ye-haw.

well, i can't draw any more because i can't see. time for sleep.

by default, 2 art projects done. one 2-hour crit, and then however much paper editing can occur in 4 hours, and it'll all be over.

lalalalalalalalallalaalalalalalal not thinking about it.

i have to pee.

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so, a request has been made for me to locate, today, a few pictures of myself that are PG (and not horribly hideous- my stipulation, not theirs), and in digital format, that can be displayed in a slide show for the theater students AND STAFF AND FACULTY. So, if anyone has any that might be appropriate, PLEASE email them to me/post them online. it ( Read more... )

as i sit here with a hose in my mouth, desperately trying to get my lungs functioning by tomorrow morning at 10am, when i enter the triathlon (ok, rather, biathlon, b/c i'm only swimming and biking- jojo's running, but the swim and bike are first), i feel.. weird. and my jaw hurts b/c i refuse to stop typing while i use this nebulizer. but whatever ( Read more... )

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The setting: 1pm, Sunday afternoon. Late April. Ohio. Blizzard. (more on that later). SUV outside my kitchen window, as I make oatmeal and try to defrost my brain. good looking tall dark haired guy gets out of the suv, wanders around front of the house smoking. i lose interest. a few minutes later, enraged screeching comes from the SUV. i look up. ( Read more... )