I definitely forgot this site existed...

Since I last posted, I became a member of the professional company of the Pennsylvania Renaissance Faire, assistant directed and played the evil foster mother in The Pillowman, spent the summer playing an Indian woman at Tecumseh! and the Apothecary/Dance Captain/General Female Understudy in Romeo and ( Read more... )

It's beautiful out and I missed capoeira last night (my monthly anemia thanks to my stupid birth control made handstands seem too torturous to contemplate) so I'm going for a run!! It's been awhile, but sprinting five blocks to an audition the other night made me very proud of my cardiovascular prowess, so I am excited for the challenge. Also, ( Read more... )

Omg. Quiverfull. Kill me now. No, better yet, kill the irresponsibly reproducing bible-swilling idiots who are having dozens of babies BECAUSE GOD KNOWS HOW MANY THEY CAN HANDLE. Question, quiverfull subscribers: Why is it that God seems to be ignorant of how many babies the Earth can handle ( Read more... )

AQOTD dump because I'm tired of carrying around this stupid card. And a whole lot of me likes to forget Zack and his friends even exist.

CASSANDRA: Sexy time has nothing to do with sex, that's why it's so good!

KYU: She's unconscious, yet still high-maintenance.

ZACK: Magic Shell! That's like a glaze for ice cream!
KYU: No, it's like a ( Read more... )

This year I had the worst Thanksgiving of my life. My world had been slowly collapsing around me (like a flan in a cupboard...) for the past year and a half, and all I had was Zack and his family. Then, after an extremely awkward Thanksgiving trying to pretend his family was mine, too, he ended our relationship as we lay next to each other in his ( Read more... )

The nadir of my background life has happily (or unhappily - also a reasonable label) coincided with a sudden upswing in auditions, my invitation to participate in a weekly improv show, and my invitation to take a comedy intensive that will eat the first two weeks of November (six hours of class every Saturday, three hours of rehearsal Sunday ( Read more... )

Spent today reading, getting my head around life. Zack is derisive of my reading choice (Collapse), not understanding how dairy farming (the subject of the parts I read aloud to him) is interesting. What he doesn't get is that to me, everything is interesting (except, as you may have noted, Mexican music. What is interesting about that, however ( Read more... )

I thought I had an audition for a play tomorrow, so I spent today re-memorizing a monologue from Proof and then re-reading the play. (Maybe it should have been the other way around, but let's face it, when time is tight, you do what you have to.) Relearning the monologue was like slipping into a warm bath or climbing into your own bed after a ( Read more... )

This, my friends, is my own. personal. hell.


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