Good Things:
Supper smells divine. Chicken with lemon and onion, grilled asparagus, and salad.
Camp in a few days!!!
I'm relaxed.
Still writing.
I have gotten lots accomplished.
Not So Good Things:
Once more, my fertility is making itself obnoxiously obvious.
Packing is boring.
I'm writing rubbish!
Slowly remembering I can't bring my laptop to camp.
One Rather Dreadful Thing:
I need bifocals. And they're a stronger prescription than my mother's.
Thursday, June 5, 2008
Sunday, June 1, 2008
Relaxation?
An active mind is a horrible thing to waste. I'm bored. The upshot is that I write more when I'm bored - I've written oodles, none of it remotely decent, but it felt good to banish it from my brain. I've also managed to addict my mother and two of my darling siblings to Buffy the Vampire-Slayer, so I've been able to monopolize the television.
...I'm a very, very bad person. I am well-aware and accepting of that fact. :-D
However, I have gotten quite a lot done, writing-wise. Cooking-wise, too. Momma's been taking advantage of my cooking skills once more and I like doing it - mainly because that means generally, I don't have to do the dishes afterwards. Last night, I invented a meal that was quite lovely. My sister was visiting, so she showed me how to make these Thai potato pancakes (don't ask, I didn't and I'm happier for it) with an excellent dipping sauce. With those, I threw some chicken in the oven slathered in lemon juice, spices and herbs I picked fresh from the garden and minced up, and onion. It was so good. We also had salad, which I admittedly didn't eat - but the rest was excellent. I love experimental cooking. Tomorrow I may bake bread.
On Wednesday, I have an eye-doctor appointment - Dad wants me checked to see if I need new glasses, because my headaches have been becoming more frequent and that generally means I need a stronger prescription. Also, he wants my hearing checked before I go back to school in the fall - the deafness has gotten a little bit worse recently, which is mildly irritating.
I'm excited for camp! We were supposed to start on the 1st, but due to some scheduling interestingness, we had our training scooted to the 8th, which gives me an extra week at home to goof around. Some friends of mine who I went to camp with as a teenager are going to be there and I haven't seen any of them in ages - we've all been getting back in contact and it'll be like a big Teepee reunion! (Yes, we slept in teepees, and yes, that's how we spelled it. Get over it. Teeps '03 rule!)
In any case, soon I will be living in the woods with very very limited access to Internet. Also, I think I get cell phone reception in two places at the camp. However, I'm excited. I can still get to my email during office hours and I'm going to see old friends and I don't have to talk to people! My inner-hermit is rejoicing. I'll be the stoic, silent counselor who is marvelously supportive but in a... quiet way.
Ah yes. And then pigs shall fly.
...I'm a very, very bad person. I am well-aware and accepting of that fact. :-D
However, I have gotten quite a lot done, writing-wise. Cooking-wise, too. Momma's been taking advantage of my cooking skills once more and I like doing it - mainly because that means generally, I don't have to do the dishes afterwards. Last night, I invented a meal that was quite lovely. My sister was visiting, so she showed me how to make these Thai potato pancakes (don't ask, I didn't and I'm happier for it) with an excellent dipping sauce. With those, I threw some chicken in the oven slathered in lemon juice, spices and herbs I picked fresh from the garden and minced up, and onion. It was so good. We also had salad, which I admittedly didn't eat - but the rest was excellent. I love experimental cooking. Tomorrow I may bake bread.
On Wednesday, I have an eye-doctor appointment - Dad wants me checked to see if I need new glasses, because my headaches have been becoming more frequent and that generally means I need a stronger prescription. Also, he wants my hearing checked before I go back to school in the fall - the deafness has gotten a little bit worse recently, which is mildly irritating.
I'm excited for camp! We were supposed to start on the 1st, but due to some scheduling interestingness, we had our training scooted to the 8th, which gives me an extra week at home to goof around. Some friends of mine who I went to camp with as a teenager are going to be there and I haven't seen any of them in ages - we've all been getting back in contact and it'll be like a big Teepee reunion! (Yes, we slept in teepees, and yes, that's how we spelled it. Get over it. Teeps '03 rule!)
In any case, soon I will be living in the woods with very very limited access to Internet. Also, I think I get cell phone reception in two places at the camp. However, I'm excited. I can still get to my email during office hours and I'm going to see old friends and I don't have to talk to people! My inner-hermit is rejoicing. I'll be the stoic, silent counselor who is marvelously supportive but in a... quiet way.
Ah yes. And then pigs shall fly.
Wednesday, May 14, 2008
Lists Are Good Things, Yes?
It's been a fairly eventful week or so (however long it's been since I've posted), so I'll highlight the basics in list-form, as is my wont. Here goes:
1. "Honour" went excessively well. For all that we had two weeks to rehearse, we did a kickass job and I'm so proud of the finished product. As an actress, I grew. I grew as a person, too - having to understand the show and how my character worked within it was a cathartic experience. Also, le stalker only showed up once and I fled the scene before he could talk to me. Yes, I am a coward. But a smart one, yes?
2. I have a job at Camp Krislund. I start my training on the 1st and I'm really excited for it. I'm a senior counselor. :-D
3. I'm back in Pennsylvania now and I have two weeks to just relax and enrich my brain. And also read Buffy the Vampire Slayer fanfiction.
4. In case you hadn't gotten the gist from above, I have developed an unhealthy addiction to Buffy the Vampire Slayer. Or, more specifically, to Giles - my bespectacled, British, tweedy, geeky, and entirely kickass favorite character. Were he real, I would marry him.
5. I participated in a voice masterclass last week and - well, to say the least, it went very well. The woman giving the masterclass was so impressed with my voice that she has offered me her spare room in her apartment in NYC while she sets me up for auditions. I would be auditioning for people who would give me grants and scholarships, and also for the Metropolitan Opera's Young Artist Program. Hopefully, all of this will involve international study and eventually a spot at the Met. (Top artists at the Met get paid $15,000 per performance. Just imagine.) All of this will occur next year. I'm to call to set things up in October.
6. I haven't been sleeping much these past few weeks. Right after S. got sick the first time, I started getting bad nightmares - the strongest theme running through these nightmares was an unholy sense of helplessness. I would wake in a terror and then not sleep for the rest of the night. The nightmares had gone away and I thought it was just a fluke - but now they're back, and I can't figure out what the trigger is. It's driving me a little bit nuts. I'm tired - exhausted, really, and I need to get rest before camp.
There. That's been the past week or however long it's been. Ups and downs - but happily, mostly ups!
1. "Honour" went excessively well. For all that we had two weeks to rehearse, we did a kickass job and I'm so proud of the finished product. As an actress, I grew. I grew as a person, too - having to understand the show and how my character worked within it was a cathartic experience. Also, le stalker only showed up once and I fled the scene before he could talk to me. Yes, I am a coward. But a smart one, yes?
2. I have a job at Camp Krislund. I start my training on the 1st and I'm really excited for it. I'm a senior counselor. :-D
3. I'm back in Pennsylvania now and I have two weeks to just relax and enrich my brain. And also read Buffy the Vampire Slayer fanfiction.
4. In case you hadn't gotten the gist from above, I have developed an unhealthy addiction to Buffy the Vampire Slayer. Or, more specifically, to Giles - my bespectacled, British, tweedy, geeky, and entirely kickass favorite character. Were he real, I would marry him.
5. I participated in a voice masterclass last week and - well, to say the least, it went very well. The woman giving the masterclass was so impressed with my voice that she has offered me her spare room in her apartment in NYC while she sets me up for auditions. I would be auditioning for people who would give me grants and scholarships, and also for the Metropolitan Opera's Young Artist Program. Hopefully, all of this will involve international study and eventually a spot at the Met. (Top artists at the Met get paid $15,000 per performance. Just imagine.) All of this will occur next year. I'm to call to set things up in October.
6. I haven't been sleeping much these past few weeks. Right after S. got sick the first time, I started getting bad nightmares - the strongest theme running through these nightmares was an unholy sense of helplessness. I would wake in a terror and then not sleep for the rest of the night. The nightmares had gone away and I thought it was just a fluke - but now they're back, and I can't figure out what the trigger is. It's driving me a little bit nuts. I'm tired - exhausted, really, and I need to get rest before camp.
There. That's been the past week or however long it's been. Ups and downs - but happily, mostly ups!
Wednesday, April 30, 2008
Clarity?
When a person says in a somewhat impatient - well, actually, just plain rude - way that they need "space" and "time", does this automatically translate to "two days and then start sending messages and IM's and texts" again? I'm just wondering.
In relation to this, I have hopefully erradicated the stalker-problem. Hopefully.
In other news, I'm pretty sure I'm ready to be off-book tonight for the show.
And my email isn't working.
That is all.
In relation to this, I have hopefully erradicated the stalker-problem. Hopefully.
In other news, I'm pretty sure I'm ready to be off-book tonight for the show.
And my email isn't working.
That is all.
Monday, April 28, 2008
Grumpy Face
I have a stalker. A real, honest-to-goodness stalker. I know girls who have bragged about having stalkers. How is this a good thing, I wonder? If it goes any further, I've already reassured my roommate that I'm calling the police. He knows where I live. He left me flowers in my car, for fuck's sake. I feel all... weird and uncomfortable about it.
In other news, I'm moving back to Pennsylvania for the summer. I have a job at Krislund. Thank God - the news could not have come at a better time.
In other news, I'm moving back to Pennsylvania for the summer. I have a job at Krislund. Thank God - the news could not have come at a better time.
Saturday, April 26, 2008
Lovely?
After a gorgeous day like today, I feel bad for reading my friend's blog account of her travels in Vienna and feeling jealous - but it's difficult not to compare and think, "I could have been there."
It was a beautiful day, though. I woke up REALLYreally late after sitting with P. on RA duty to keep her company. Then I showered and by the time I was out of the shower, there was a message on my phone (from P.), which stated that she was wandering around downtown and I was more than welcome to join her. So I did, and we wandered around before stopping for lunch at the Pampered Palate. We ate outside, right on Beverly Street, and people-watched while we ate cheese and soup. It was delightfully warm out and - yes, yes I am sunburnt.
Then we shopped around and geeked out over an antique store built in a studio loft apartment (I want to LIVE there, it was SO nice and attic-y), where I splurged and bought a pair of really nice white trousers. Then we decided to walk down by the Wharf and we shopped around some more until we came across Sunspots, the blown-glass studio below the Wharf. They were having an openhouse of sorts, which involved them blowing glass creations for anyone who wanted to watch. It was amazing. Glass-blowing is a skill I would very much like to learn sometime.
By the time we left Sunspots, it was storming and pouring down rain, so P. and I dashed up to campus through it! We were fairly well soaked by the time we reached campus, but we didn't care. There we parted ways and I walked back to my house through the drizzle. I put in a few hours studying my script, then decided to walk back downtown to grab a bagel and some chai from Coffee on the Corner, since it had become once more sunny and warm.
I spent the evening munching on my bagel in my room, reading my script, and watching "Love Actually", which made me feel far too sappy and gave me the near-irresistable urge to learn German. I read S.'s blog, then, and now I'm feeling a mite depressed.
For instance, today - instead of geeking around downtown Staunton - I could have been listening to Mozart's Requiem Mass and then going to a Spanish restaurant with Dr. A & co., where I would have drank sangria and eaten amazing Spanish food. I could have watched "Salome" and explored Vienna. I could have maybe seen B. Could have. Could have. Too many could haves.
Why do I never do the things I know I won't regret?
It was a beautiful day, though. I woke up REALLYreally late after sitting with P. on RA duty to keep her company. Then I showered and by the time I was out of the shower, there was a message on my phone (from P.), which stated that she was wandering around downtown and I was more than welcome to join her. So I did, and we wandered around before stopping for lunch at the Pampered Palate. We ate outside, right on Beverly Street, and people-watched while we ate cheese and soup. It was delightfully warm out and - yes, yes I am sunburnt.
Then we shopped around and geeked out over an antique store built in a studio loft apartment (I want to LIVE there, it was SO nice and attic-y), where I splurged and bought a pair of really nice white trousers. Then we decided to walk down by the Wharf and we shopped around some more until we came across Sunspots, the blown-glass studio below the Wharf. They were having an openhouse of sorts, which involved them blowing glass creations for anyone who wanted to watch. It was amazing. Glass-blowing is a skill I would very much like to learn sometime.
By the time we left Sunspots, it was storming and pouring down rain, so P. and I dashed up to campus through it! We were fairly well soaked by the time we reached campus, but we didn't care. There we parted ways and I walked back to my house through the drizzle. I put in a few hours studying my script, then decided to walk back downtown to grab a bagel and some chai from Coffee on the Corner, since it had become once more sunny and warm.
I spent the evening munching on my bagel in my room, reading my script, and watching "Love Actually", which made me feel far too sappy and gave me the near-irresistable urge to learn German. I read S.'s blog, then, and now I'm feeling a mite depressed.
For instance, today - instead of geeking around downtown Staunton - I could have been listening to Mozart's Requiem Mass and then going to a Spanish restaurant with Dr. A & co., where I would have drank sangria and eaten amazing Spanish food. I could have watched "Salome" and explored Vienna. I could have maybe seen B. Could have. Could have. Too many could haves.
Why do I never do the things I know I won't regret?
Wednesday, April 23, 2008
Back to Work We Go!
I'm back in VA now, awaiting wonderful things. Firstly, my new job is starting tonight - I'll be in charge of my very first choir practice, which should be interesting. But hey - it's all about the experience, right?
Today was also the first day of May term - or Play term, as it is often called here. I'm taking Problems in Production, and I'll be in the play, so it should be an interesting time. We'll be putting the whole thing up in about two weeks. (Excuse me please, while I panic justalittlebit.)
Hm. I kind of thought I was in the mood to write, but I guess I'm not. It's so nice outside that I think I'm going to sit out on the porch with a book until it's time to leave for choir.
Today was also the first day of May term - or Play term, as it is often called here. I'm taking Problems in Production, and I'll be in the play, so it should be an interesting time. We'll be putting the whole thing up in about two weeks. (Excuse me please, while I panic justalittlebit.)
Hm. I kind of thought I was in the mood to write, but I guess I'm not. It's so nice outside that I think I'm going to sit out on the porch with a book until it's time to leave for choir.
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