So I'm pretty sure my love of theatre has matured dramatically (HA!) since I last performed in a full-length production. This makes sense, seeing as how I myself am much more mature than I was nine years ago, and that I have actually studied theatre, flopped during acting classes, studied it again, and directed five shows. But while I was aware of ( Read more... )

So, this isn't ready for facebook yet, only for personal reasons that I don't fully understand myself ( Read more... )

If I hear another MCPS bullshit buzzword, I think I'll throw a tantrum. I am so sick of it. I really do not know how much longer I can sit here and listen to this crap. And I get that crap is everywhere, but God, I'm swimming in it. It seriously makes me want to gag. I can't go through a day without being reminded that I'm not doing my job right in ( Read more... )

So I went to Rome to participate in a vigil/protest/gathering to tell the heirarchy of the Catholic Church that they need to do more to protect kids from pedophile priests. This includes, but is not limited to, publishing the names of known abusers, full financial disclosure, compliance with any and all civil authorities in this matter, and some ( Read more... )

Maryland has a PhD program for theatre. Upon superficial research...it looks promising, except that I know they like to use their Masters students and push them up through the PhD program. Don't know if there would be room for me, even if I did decide that would be my direction. But...whoa. SUCH an intimidating thought. Really want Dr. Tuite to ( Read more... )

So my frustrations are very tied up together right now, but the biggest one is the following ( Read more... )

Not as much detail as in the play-by-play for Shyanne, but ( Read more... )

I read this on NCR, by James Ewens:

Let me take you into a situation that illustrates the church institution's instinctive reaction to cover-up scandal. It was a workshop in 2000 for new Jesuit superiors. The presenter, a former provincial, was discussing the circumstances when a superior could break the bond of confidentiality between himself and ( Read more... )

But Jessi had the baby!

7:50 am, Saturday - text from Brad saying it's go time.

8:15 - Call Brad to confirm that I should boogie myself to the hospital. He asks that I bring him McDonald's.

8:45 - Arrive at hospital with McDonald's. Am not allowed to visit because Jessi is getting shot up with drugs.

9:10 - Brad comes to get me and I see Jessi.

10:20 - ( Read more... )

So as promised, I'm holding the bishops to the wall. Or something. As much as I can right now. Hopefully I'll be able to help in a bigger way in the future, but for now, this piddly little journal is really all I've got, except facebook. And I'm not sure I'm ready for facebook. I don't like admitting that because it feels cowardly. But hopefully, I ( Read more... )