:: QotD :: ...I found myself at/ the center of a calm so pure, it was hate./ The mystery is, you can eat fear/ before fear eats you,/ you can live beyond dying--/ and become a queen/ whom nothing surprises. --The Narcissus Flower, poem by Rita Dove.
:: impress me :: It's hard to explain. It's like...John treats everybody the same, you know? I mean, he acts just as excited about seeing somebody he hardly knows as he does when he sees me. And so I feel like, what's different about me, if I'm treated exactly the same as some acquaintance? If I don't like somebody, I don't act like I do. I guess that's why a lot of people think I'm a bitch.
matches sold on Wednesday, December 11, 2002 the end of the dog
I AM SENDING OUT HUGS! click me! *grin* i love you!
*footnote kate
09:55 p.m. |
matches sold on Wednesday, December 11, 2002 that insufferable i!
plan for today:
now-3pm: STUDY. really. no more goofing off.
3pm-5pm: persephone rehearsal
5pm: come home, get ready for prom date
5.30: student/faculty dinner with shelley
and may i just insert here, i hope i don't underdress when i go in my $5 purple dress. way back at the beginning of this year, i went to the tag sale with ally, and found this great dress! (when i got home, i found out it was homemade too) the thing fits really well on me, i was just worried that it's not the right kind of dress...so anyway, i'm trying not to care what anyone else is dressed in, i'm just going to focus on the fact that i like this dress and i'm getting a chance to wear it. i gotta stop being so self-conscious...no one is going to notice, anyway! so who cares? as for shelley, and i quote: "i have a black dress and more or less know how to use it." hehe :O) it's gonna be fun!
your random webpage link of the day: the amish home page.
*footnote matt lipson's away message
01:31 p.m. |
matches sold on Tuesday, December 10, 2002 catching up
PaN20: Catching up on the pitas website: The slogan for my name was "There's no wrong way to eat an Alana."
PaN20: I am not sure I like that site.
xc253: lol
PaN20: I refuse to take the other quiz about body piercings.
xc253: LOL
xc253: LOL
xc253: oh come on
xc253: i was really hoping to be a tongue piercing myself
xc253: but, who am i to deny my true calling
PaN20: No - if you're a nipple ring, God knows what I could be.
xc253: you'd be something tame i bet
xc253: like an eyebrow ring
xc253: exotic and hot, but fairly safe.
xc253: hehe
PaN20: Hee hee... I'm earrings. Whew.
you were so amazing to stop by, girlie. thank you so much. i'm sorry i wasn't fully awake, and probably therefore didn't show how much i appreciated it, but believe me, i did. you always manage to know how much i need you! lots of love from me--as per usual.
01:49 p.m. |
matches sold on Monday, December 9, 2002 sloganize!
so i popped my name into the random slogan generator...and believe me when i tell you, "You, too, can have a cyndi like mine!" lol. what's your slogan?
*footnote liz just's away message
02:29 p.m. |
matches sold on Sunday, December 8, 2002 rumination prolongs depression
ally and i had lunch together today, just the two of us...very, very nice. haven't sat down with just her in a while.
currently tucked away in schow library, but i'm not likely to get much done with this damned internet connection cable!! i've got my own laptop, too, so that means: my own music, AIM, internet, email...*grr* i should've really left all these luxuries (read: minions of procrastination) at home...
plan for tonight: i have a hot date! :O) so thomas and i are going for thai, then ally and i are going over to see the studio art majors' junior seminar projects, which should be fun.
your song lyrics of the day:
someday...
when i'm awfully low,
when the world is cold,
i will feel a glow
just thinking of you...
and the way you look tonight.
02:48 p.m. |
matches sold on Saturday, December 7, 2002 *sheepish*
goodness! i never thought i'd be a nipple ring! :O)
*footnote jon
01:41 p.m. |
matches sold on Saturday, December 7, 2002 dammit!!
F--K!! i just lost my ball bearing on my earring!!! dammit!!
12:27 p.m. |
matches sold on Saturday, December 7, 2002 divided by two
finals coming up!! dammit!
the secret to kevin smith's magic?
one is the loneliest number that you'll ever do
two can be as bad as one, it's the loneliest number since the number one
no is the saddest experience that you'll ever know
yes, it's the saddest experience you'll ever know
cause one is the loneliest nubmer that you'll ever do...
it's just no good anymore since you went away
now i spend my time just making rhymes of yesterday...
so marcos and i cast MMW last night!! our cast is great and i'm really excited to start. the show is gonna be awesome. if you're on the east coast, you are cordially invited! ^_~
11:46 a.m. |
matches sold on Thursday, December 5, 2002 mozilla
"everyone and everybody is goin home." --luca, 12/5. what does the boy mean? i've no idea. he wants you to know he's medicated... and... chill. exceedingly chill.
and i got an email from alana that was hilarious!! haha. here it is--hope you enjoy!
Each year the Washington Post's Style Invitational asks readers to take anyword from the dictionary, alter it by adding, subtracting, or changing only one letter and supply a new definition. Here are the 2002 winners:
Intaxication: Euphoria at getting a tax refund, which lasts until you realize it was your money to start with.
Reintarnation: Coming back to life as a hillbilly.
Foreploy: Any misrepresentation about yourself for the purpose of getting laid.
Giraffiti: Vandalism painted very, very high.
Sarchasm: The gulf between the author of sarcastic wit and the person who doesn't get it.
Inoculatte: To take coffee intravenously when you are running late.
Hipatitis: Terminal coolness.
Osteopornosis: A degenerate disease. (This one got extra credit).
Karmageddon: It's like, when everybody is sending off all these really bad vibes, right? And then, like, the Earth explodes and it's like, a serious bummer.
Glibido: All talk and no action.
Dopeer Effect: The tendency to stupid ideas to seem smarter when they come at you rapidly.
And, the winner of the Washington Post's Style Invitational:
Ignoranus: A person who's both stupid and an asshole.
02:23 a.m. |
matches sold on Wednesday, December 4, 2002 bisimian?
I get a little tongue twisted
Everytime I talk to you when I see you
And I'm so glad that you just missed it
The way I stare to memorize your face
To kiss you in my mind, love you all the time
Cause when I close my eyes
I still can see your smile
It's bright enough to light my life
Out of my darkest hour
Please believe it's true when I tell you I love you
I've taken to many chances
Searching for the truth in love, it's in my heart
Tell me if I make the wrong advances
Tell me if I've made you feel ashamed
Cause I know I have to do this
Would you hold my hand right through it...?
~"i see your smile"
nivea lip balm, all the way. thanks alicia. :O)
01:46 a.m. |
matches sold on Friday, November 29, 2002 is it possible to OD on buffy...?
TUESDAY summary~
all morning: work on PNI draft
2.30: get in car w/craig and alice...work on PNI draft
5.30ish: get to westchester airport to drop alice off...work on PNI draft
6ish: get to craig's house; have dinner...work on PNI draft
9pm: work on PNI draft...pop in video to tape "24"
11.30: send PNI draft to prof. friedman! meet craig's friends from home and go to eldorado diner for midnight breakfast!! yay!
WEDNESDAY summary~
11am: get up, have frosted flakes for cereal, work on crossword puzzle
1pm: stop by craig's high school to hunt down his drama teacher...no such luck. (craig left his name tag on her door, haha).
3.10pm: took train into the city.
4pm: MET KARI at grand central! ^_^
5.30pm: kari and i saw harry potter 2: chamber of secrets! yay! but it was soo long (three hours...goodness)
8.30pm: met up with andres, marcos, matt, and jeremy at crispo's for dinner...mmm yummy.
10.15pm: rushed to the comedy cellar for some stand up!! on the listing: darrell hammond, dave attell...and special guest star: *ray romano*!! seriously! they were all very funny...drunk, but funny.
1.30am: caught the *last* bus back to ridgewood, after searching endlessly for the right gate. what an experience.
TURKEYDAY summary:
12noon: woke up (*sheepish grin*) [kari: "hell yeah!"], showered immediately [kari: "thank god." cyndi: "hey!!"].
post-shower till 2.30ish: watched best of buffy marathon...
2.30ish: started working on marbled cheesecake, while watching buffy marathon
4.30ish: finished marbled cheesecake, while watching buffy marathon [kari: "yeah, meanwhile, i've been *cooking* this whole time." cyndi: "what?! no you haven't! that's such a lie!! lol"]
5pm: had thanksgiving dinner w/KARI and fam! :) [no buffy]
5.50pm - 6.45pm: buffy.
7pm: went to the movie theater! saw "die another day." enjoyed it thoroughly. [kari: "i did as well! rollicking good fun and excellent chase sequences. yay!"] taped buffy.
10pm: had cyndi-made cheesecake. [kari: "mmmmmm..." cyndi: "i guess the "mmm" is a good sign!!"] continued to tape buffy.
post cheesecake: good hang-out conversation with kari; lots of catch-up. plans to watch buffy.
1am: check email. update pitas (*grin*).
post-email check: watch taped buffy.
and now, a message from our lovely sponsor: (kari)
For those of you who are unacquainted with Buffy, it is an excellent show that plumbs the depths of human existence. It combines witty repartee, kick-ass fight sequences, heart-wrenching story-lines and character developments, loads of sexual tension and--[tui (kari's sister) and cyndi: AND REALLY HOT VAMPIRES!!]. What more can I say? Give it a try sometime. Really, you'll like it. Everyone's doing it. But I'm not addicted. Not at all. I can quit anytime I want to. I just...don't want to. Also, Joss Whedon (the creator of Buffy) has another show on the air: Firefly, which is also really good. Buffy airs every Tuesday night at 8 on UPN. And Firefly is on Friday night on Fox at 8. (No, I'm not on Joss Whedon's payroll. I just wish I was.) That's all folks. :) have a good night! (those of you who know me: HI!)
whew.
12:51 a.m. |
matches sold on Monday, November 25, 2002 currency
funny moment:
ME. it's my track record.
(pause)
MIKE. i don't have a track.
ME. do you have a record?
(pause)
MIKE. yes.
(pause)
ME. excellent.
you may have had to be there.
01:07 a.m. |
matches sold on Saturday, November 23, 2002 drowned the world.
trailers seen today: x-men 2, gangs of new york, chicago, adaptation, finding nemo. all damn good.
clips seen today: roxanne clip from moulin rouge, the bar fight scene from x-men, cronk's theme song scene from the emperor's new groove, mtv movie awards parody clips.
lucas: as usual...sexy bitch comma emphasis on bitch.
to do: PNI!!! FUCK!; persephone memorization...tech...yuck; photo call tomorrow.
but as for now: some sealab 2021.
12:30 a.m. |
matches sold on Thursday, November 21, 2002 shameless plug, part deux
ps. can i just say, that i scored 80% on the white score?! wtf? [hehe, and lucas scored a 40% on the white, 80% on the asian. so, er, let's not take this one too seriously.]
Which Man of the Century are you? (v. 2.0) brought to you by Quizilla
*footnote-- brought to you by water for the blind. go visit. put your feet up. stay awhile. the boys really are funny. and they may serve you tea.
12:40 a.m. |
matches sold on Tuesday, November 19, 2002 disordered...part deux
okay, of all the things i am, i am definitely *not* histrionic. i just took my psych test on all these personality disorders, too! histrionic is the female version of antisocial disorder (i mean, after its onset it tends to show up in men through antisocial traits whereas it will show up with women in histrionic traits). defensive, yes. histrionic, not so much. then again, i have been told recently that my self-perception ability is really really f--ked up, so maybe i am totally manipulative, deceptive and ego-centric. ^^, i doubt it, though!
05:39 a.m. |
matches sold on Tuesday, November 19, 2002 children grow faster in the spring.
weird moment of the day: so i was walking back home from the science quad, when i felt something sticky on my hand. i look down, and to my shock it's half covered in blood!! not kidding. so of course i freak out (of course) and the first reaction i have is to shove my hand in my mouth. then, when i get home to finally wash my hand off, guess what the wound was? this really really shallow paper cut!! seriously! and the mofo bled all over the place; it was crazy.
anyway, i thought it was really bizarre how surprised i was to see i was hurt in the first place. i mean, you would think that with something like that, its presence wouldn't have gone so unnoticed, but there i was, genuinely shocked at the state of my body. have you heard those stories of athletes or soldiers so caught up in what they're doing that they don't even feel an injury till after the heat of the moment? i think that's so weird; it's immunologically brilliant, but it's so scary that your cognitive state can be sooo somewhere else that your physical state gets thrown to the back burner.
anyway, that was my weird moment of the day. how was yours??
01:31 a.m. |
matches sold on Monday, November 18, 2002 late night serenade--yes, please
"so i was asleep having passed out at about 1 from a night of drunken antics (that's another story, haha). at some point during the night i heard a noise at my door and was kind of vaguely woken up (and it's hard to wake me up once I am asleep). all i hear are some faint noises, some giggling, and then someone singing the "rhiannon" song. in my semi-awake, probably still drunk, delusional state all i could figure out was that someone was playing a prank on me and i was getting all mad thinking that some drunk girls had wondered through our suite, saw my name and thought it was really funny to sing my song at some ungodly hour of the morning. and then i passed back out.
i woke up this morning to find a note on my door that said "hi rhi. love cyndi and ally. ps.." so that's when i figured it all out and realized that the ps must have been the late night serenade from ally." --rhianon
lol--actually, i saw the "p.s. [nothing]", too, and thought it was hilarious. i thought it was part of another message, though, that got erased. but how funnie is that? ^^,
01:11 a.m. |
matches sold on Sunday, November 17, 2002 spread the fun! (R)
hour sixteen: we finished all of acts one and two last night; we pre-did some of the tougher act three cues sans actors this morning.
pressing homework: paper on eating disorders for abnormal psych for tuesday...PNI intro/methods due fridy.
comparison: today is pretty ugly outside! still some snow on the ground but now it's all melted and unhappy, not fresh and clean like the soap, er, like yesterday's snow was.
lunch break: tuna melt, sprite (first soda i've had in ages...cream soda excluded). ignored: chips, pickle.
computer: a little unpleasant; i couldn't get the damn thing to stop freezing last night...boo.
random fun moment of the weekend: ally, marcos and geoff showing up smashed at my door last night...or rather, marcos and geoff showing up at my door last night, with a smashed ally in tow. ^^, lol--and then we went visiting friends in greylock, the consequences of which *had* to have been losing a significant number of aforementioned friends and what little respect they had for us in the first place. example:
(time) approx. 3am.
(target) old entrymate.
(dialogue)
ally. (whimper) rhi. ...rhiiiii (scratch on door with nails)....rhhhhhiiiii....
cyn. (whisper) ally, i think she's asleep.
ally. (still scratching on door) rhiiiiaaaanon. rhiANON!
cyn. (giggle. whisper) ally. let's just talk to her tomorrow. come on.
ally. rhhhhhhhiiiiiaaaaanon!! rhhhiiiiANON!!
cyn. (laughing, feeling devilish) hey. maybe you should sing her song...
ally. (singing, "rhiannon" by stevie nicks) rhiiiannon....rings like a bell...through the night... (stops, looks at me.) and wouldn't you love to love her?
cyn. (bustin' up laughing) (whisper) i was *kidding*!!!!
hehe.
01:00 p.m. |
matches sold on Saturday, November 16, 2002 i'm like, an otter. . . a -sexy- otter...!
woke up this morning--snowing outside! ^^, gorgeous. =almost= made up for the fact that it's 8.40am!! definitely too early to be awake, but the theater calls.
thougtful plan for today:
9am: show up for tech.
9am-9.45: wait around while everyone shows up and gets ready...mooch coffee off those who have it...hug sara martin a lot...get jealous at how awake andrew will be compared to how tired i will be.
~10am: actually start tech...mess up cues...apologize profusely...attempt to correct mistake...more apologizing...finally correct mistake...feel guilt that it was my fault everything took so long...repeat.
sometime around noon-1ish: lunch...bitch about how much i hate tech even though i love it...reluctantly go back to the theater...
more tech...
midnight: stumble out of theater, determined to go to sleep.
12.08: get back to hopkins...drink.
1am: against all common sense, go out to a party.
3am: oh, who freaking knows! :)
08:37 a.m. |
matches sold on Saturday, November 16, 2002 People whose names start with "L" invariably suck
Tomorrow morning, I have to wake up by at LEAST 8:30, it's 3:00 now, and it doesn't help that Lucas wants me to stay up. I did well on my psych test, which is about the only thing keeping me from going medieval on his ass.
Lucas, I hate you with the fire of a thousand suns, really, no joke, leave me alone.
02:51 a.m. |
matches sold on Wednesday, November 13, 2002 friendlyness...
mmm...just got back from a two-and-a-half-hour lunch with genevieve!! ^_^ sooo full, but we chatted and got caught up and laughed a lot, so it was most definitely time well spent.
also today--drew blood from our rats. well, not me exactly, prof. friedman did it, but i was right there recording those times! :) then we let the blood set, put it in ice for awhile, and then put them in the spinny thing (sorry, centrifuge is the non-cyndiland term), and then ashley and i got to take off the serum that separated from the red blood cells for freezing. sounds bizarre, but i'm so un-sciencey that it was really, really cool. actually handling everything as opposed to reading about the results is fascinating stuff; i'm excited to see, after the end of all the testing, what we find.
okay...tonight i'll have to see a run-thru of ally's and marcos's show, cause all this weekend i am a slave to the theater, teching for angels...and i can feel the workload rising exponentially behind my back while i'm not looking.
yay for harry potter on friday!!!
03:41 p.m. |
matches sold on Tuesday, November 12, 2002 bloody brilliant.
so...nothing too exciting lately...nyc was fun, but a little dull cause i didn't really hang out w/a group of ppl. thanksgiving will be better when i have time to poke around the city and kari. :O)
woyzeck was very interesting, though...some very haunting images! the music was repetitive and creepy--i don't know anything about music but at times it reminded me of phillip glass on crack, and then at times it reminded me of a love song sung very slowly...the set and lights were gorgeous. very angular and sharp, plus the colors were vivid and meaningful, each. the main female lead wore this AMAZING strapless asymmetrical RED dress that flared out at the calves, so it swished around her body with every movement. it was gorgeous! plus all the actors were really talented--they had a control over their bodies that definitely evoked a non-western (could be japanese) theater feel. very cool.
hopefully for thanksgiving kari and i will get to see metamorphosis on broadway. that would rock, even though she's already seen it she says she wouldn't mind seeing it again (a real testament to a show's quality!).
i was sent this link today from lucas: exploding dog, which i really really love. (not love enough to pay $65 for anything, but enough to spend lots of time clicking all the interesting titles). the pictures are really something else. it's kind of inspiring to know that so much expression can be sown into a stick figure face (gives me a little bit of hope when i act). truly, so much sadness (or excitement, or shock, or whatever emotion) is shown just through some circle eyes and a line mouth and some square body, it's amazing. i love it.
02:46 a.m. |
matches sold on Friday, November 8, 2002 the city
yay! new york all day tomorrow with the junior seminar and the decadence class. :) will be back late tom night!!
08:11 p.m. |
matches sold on Thursday, November 7, 2002 disordered...
liz dimenno rocks my disordered psych world. THANK YOU to the girl who kept me sane and helped me kick today's test's ass!
08:46 p.m. |
matches sold on Monday, November 4, 2002 rats!
today i went into the science labs for the first part of my research proejct for PNI. we have to handle the rats--basically get them accustomed to being picked up, held, and touched, before we start implementing the experimental design (afflicting them with acute and chronic mild stress, then measuring cytokine levels). so we go in there, and there are all these male white rats in their cages! and they're all albino too, so their eyes are really red, which is fairly creepy. actually handling them was fairly easy--just put on gloves and picked em up and put them in a big cloth and held em! five minutes with each rat...36 rats to hold btwn the four of us. we'll have to do it again tomorrow, before the experiment starts wednesday. isn't that interesting, though? i never do anything sciencey, so this was a totally new experience for me.
09:01 p.m. |
matches sold on Monday, November 4, 2002 way to be.
so why is it everyone feels the need to talk about me here? :) am i really that interesting?? everyone seems to know more about this whole thing than i do...which is fine, i guess. they can all fill me in later.
11:34 a.m. |
matches sold on Sunday, November 3, 2002 immature assholes
how dare you?! how absolutely dare you, you assholes, how dare you call up a girl you don't even know and leave petty, immature, PATHETIC messages about something you don't even know anything about. find out the other fucking side of the story before you harrass anyone that's my friend, you dicks. that's so fucked up--idiot assholes with nothing better to do than sit around and spread vicious rumors about someone, then call her and try to intimidate her? who the fuck does that? you asses.
06:07 p.m. |
matches sold on Sunday, November 3, 2002 what? i have to work?
whew! there goes another homecoming--i've survived...but only just barely.
kari came up to visit, which was fantastic and amazing. i'm so glad we got to spend time together and chill and catch up. we got dressed up, took lots of pictures together, drank, and flirted up a storm (with each other and with other boys too, hehe).
now, i have SO MUCH WORK!! eep.
04:08 p.m. |
matches sold on Thursday, October 31, 2002 nice try, hitler.
ring, ring ME. hello?
TELEMARKETER. yes, is this miss cynthia wong?
ME. yes, it is.
TELE. hi miss wong, my name is RON from CITIBANK. i was just calling to tell you that you are now eligible to get a visa platnum one card [or whatever it was].
ME. oh, i'm not interested. but thank you.
TELE. well, do you have other cards?
ME. i said, i'm not interested. but thank you.
TELE. I DIDN'T ASK YOU IF YOU WERE INTERESTED. i asked you if you had other cards.
STUNNED FUCKING SILENCE. did he really just say that to me??
ME. um...yes, actually, i do.
TELE. and do you have balances on those cards?
ME. (silence. then,...)um, yes.
TELE. well, i can tell you right now that we're offering you no interest for a year--
ME. i'm sorry, i'm not interested. thank you.
TELE. --and then, after a year, we'll start at only [some] percent. i can guarantee you that that is lower than the cards you have now.
ME. you know what, i'm still not interested. but thank you.
TELE. well. will you be interested at seven tomorrow morning?
is this guy fucking serious??
ME. (silence. then, laughter--at the sheer balls this asshole has) no, no i don't think i will be. but hey--thanks for checking with me first.
TELE. sure.
04:17 p.m. |
matches sold on Sunday, October 27, 2002 wrap it up
whew! closing night was last night--it was crazy. it was past 7pm (go time at 8) and we were missing two actors. isn't that insane?! luckily, they both got there okay...then we were in the dressing rooms with about 15 min till curtain and one of the girls, who had to carry a light torch lit by a battery pack, got burned by the damn thing! so we had to tear it off her back, only to find that the thing had short-circuited, melted through the wire, and was hot as hell. isn't that awful?
anyway, despite all that bad luck, we had a really great run, and we were all on. it went really well. then the cast party was...interesting...our whole cast dynamic is fairly off and on with some people, so there was that...and then there was all the alcohol...whoo! very interesting mix. so then we headed out to dance a little, which is great fun as always, and when i got back 3rd floor C and i somehow got involved in a high-stakes, cutthroat, no-prisoners game of go fish. ^_^ good times, all.
11:43 a.m. |
matches sold on Saturday, October 26, 2002 mantra
you are NOT disingenuine
do not be sorry for who you are
smile--people like you
01:33 a.m. |
matches sold on Thursday, October 24, 2002 pants!
i'm wearing genevieve's red raver pants today!! *big grin* soo hot; they make me so happy.
actually, it's really funny how clothes can work for my mood. sometimes when i feel like it in the morning, i'll get a little dressier, like black pants and a nice top and boots or heels, and i just feel more elegant all day. or, if i wear something just a little funkier, it gives me this cool, "chill" kind of confidence, you know what i mean? little things like that can really set the mood for my day; i will really feel more confident, and it will come off that way to others, too, i think.
anyway, i open tonight; yay!
ps. wes, you are totally megara. she's wicked funny and cynical.
04:43 p.m. |
matches sold on Wednesday, October 23, 2002 dress it up
so we had our invited dress tonight--goodness, very nerve racking! it went fairly well--but the myth says, "TERRIBLE dress, GREAT run", so who knows. :) hopefully we'll prove the exception with "good dress, FANTASTIC run". anyway--some see it this weekend! yay.
11:21 p.m. |
matches sold on Monday, October 21, 2002 payback
email from rhianon:
flower: $1.95
advil: $3.99
shaving cream: $2.89
being headache free, having smooth legs, and making alana happy: priceless
....(well not really...total=$8.83)
rhianon
haha, isn't that great?
12:25 a.m. |
matches sold on Sunday, October 20, 2002 off-kilter
TECH IS OVER! and it's only 3.30--that's unbelievable. SO MUCH WORk...didn't go to bed until, erm, 7.30 am. definitely almost was late to 1pm tech.
matches sold on Friday, October 18, 2002 thank god.
YAY for mountain day! it was freezing, though, but fun in any case. (**note, i have pictures to put up soon...)
plan for TOMORROW:
12 noon: lunch w/shelley; iron out proposals.
2.30: TECH; become a slave to the theater.
6.50pm: run home from tech, change into savvy clothes.
7pm: alana picks me up for our date; we go to see 2 chairs and a box.
8.30: reservations for dinner at mezze with alana.
~10pm: hook up with alana--oops, i mean come back home. drink to forget about not hooking up with alana? hehe. who knows.
09:20 p.m. |
matches sold on Friday, October 18, 2002 trashy trashy
so alix and i just had this great talk about old trashy books we used to read--i was *obsessed* with christopher pike for the longest time, god, and sweet valley too (lol, i still remember getting all the really good university ones from my supplier in high school, lol). we were into the good stuff, too, though, like babysitters club (gotta love those moral clinchers at the end!) and nancy drew. it's so weird, isn't it, how she and i can be from totally different places and now, when we're 19, come back and find that we read the same books when we were a kid. i mean, we were talking about the same books among these huge series!! and how we identified with certain characters, and hated other ones but loved reading about them...i find it more fascinating than identifying with each other about classics (cause everyone knows and loves the classics). somehow, sharing in some guilty pleasure is a great bonding thing.
02:30 a.m. |
matches sold on Thursday, October 17, 2002 tomorrow, tomorrow...
barry, you crack me up. the drawings are *so* good.
HOPEFUL plan for FRIDAY:
7am: be awakened by bells
7.02: check email; receive email from morty (president of williams) announcing today is, in fact, mountain day and that there are no classes
7.03: rejoice
7.04: crawl back into bed
~10am: shower, get dressed, have lunch and go hang out on baxter lawn to hear acapella
noonish: hike up a mountain w/chuck and ally, drink cider, eat donuts, hear more acapella, take pictures, enjoy the random day off that williams give us.
LIKELY plan for FRIDAY:
8.15: get up, shower, etc.
8.16-rest of day: groan and complain that it isn't mountain day
9am: show up to work for the bitter, power-obsessed secretaries at the development office
11am: PNI; give presentation on paper whereupon it is openly revealed to the world that olga has every idea of what she's doing and i don't
12.15: relax now that PNI is over, go to lunch
12.22: catch signt of crush, wonder instantly whether or not i was obvious
1-2pm: go back to work for bitter, power-obsessed secretaries at the development office
2pm: go home, finish work on the proposals
3.30: meet shelley (theater junior seminar prof) at coffee shop; go over proposals; precast shows; gossip.
plan for FRIDAY night:
6.40: call
7pm: run-thru
~10pm: do i see partying in my future...?? yea puppy.
09:17 p.m. |
matches sold on Thursday, October 17, 2002 whoo whoo
today's schedule:
now: work on senior project proposals--dangerous liaisons and the sea gull.
5.15ish: dinner
6.40: call for rehearsal
7pm: run-thru
10pm: some home, read/understand/be able to regurgitate PNI reading...
...get caught on aim...
...finally get an away message up...
~2 or 3am: pray tomorrow is mountain day; finally crawl in bed
03:45 p.m. |
matches sold on Wednesday, October 16, 2002 ^^,
kari, i can't even express how grateful i am. thank you for thinking of me; you made my day magnificent. you rule, baby. ...you made me so happy. :D thank you.
new in updates--i'm trying to install this comments log*, and as soon as it works you'll know...cause it'll work. as opposed to what it's doing now. which is not working. ^^, but i have patience...plugging once more:
*footnote, that's my neesan
06:52 p.m. |
matches sold on Tuesday, October 15, 2002 games, i tell you
i simply can't figure out where i stand! and this damn page isn't showing up on google under bodypunks, which i need it to if i want to get this damn discount, so i've decided to type out bodypunks a whole lot and maybe i'll just "white out" the color that i have bodypunks written in...
11:27 a.m. |
matches sold on Monday, October 14, 2002 oh legolas
elaine, you were soo right when you first told me how sexy he was. :) anyway, i just saw a new trailer for the two towers, which was AMAZING. the first one i saw i *thought* was good, but the beginning was just too many flashes of images (that's the one narrated by cate blancett). this one is crazy incredible (click one of the first four under the heading "trailer" not "teaser"--it starts off with legolas, aragorn, and the dwarf getting surrounded)...anyone recognize the music at the end? yeah, that's Requiem for a Dream's soundtrack (clint mansell and the chronos quartet). absolutely amazing. great great trailer. ^_^
okay, so i got a little worked up over it all...no big deal. i'm totally chill. and resilient.
...right???
03:56 p.m. |
matches sold on Sunday, October 13, 2002 holy cow.
that freaking took FOREVER! hope it looks okay...
05:56 p.m. |
matches sold on Sunday, October 13, 2002 whew.
wow i've been busy the last couple days--but not doing work. eep. lots of drinking and having fun, actually, so it's buckle-down time now. quick run-down of the weekend:
friday night~started off the night in prospect, hanging out w/awesome people and making dinner. shameful moment: i was watching the food...and...erm...i set off the fire alarm. -_-* i am SO LAME.
later friday night~ QUEER BASH! theme: heaven and hell. costume: erm. i didn't have one. however, thomas definitely snapped a photo of me on the dance floor, so if you're curious as to what i wore, email me and i'll forward it to you. hehe. it's crazy. alcohol: smirnoff ices and coronas. then we went down to bobby's suite and i had vodka shots. hehe. goodrich: flashy, sexy, raunchy!! wonderful. and props to colby for light board opping. i actually only stayed for a half hour or so, not very long at all. post party: hung out in mike's room for a couple hours, just talking. it was totally nice. postpost party: i was in bed, half asleep, when shira called me and was like, "can i come over to talk?" lol, and i'm totally drunk, so i was like, sure! wtf not? so she comes into my room, and i'm lying in bed, and she's sitting there in the dark, and we were just talking. it was totally bizarre. i think i was definitely falling asleep at some point, so i'm glad she didn't mind.
saturday night~got back from: laura, andrew and i made dinner for andrew's mom (go laura for setting it all up). stopped by: 2nd floor B and caught the end of death to smoochy (HILARIOUS). who was there: the usual crew, marcos, geoff, lucas, matt, andres. headed to: snack bar, then we came back and watched tv. alcohol: two beers, an octoberfest and a pale ale of some sort; several shots of absolut with geoff ("where the f--k did all the absolut go?!" "dude. you f--king drank it." lol).
sunday morning~ brunch with mark, ally, michella, and two of her friends at mission. email: mike, kimmy, alana, elaine, shira, and the junior sem group for dangerous liaisons.
plan for the rest of today: STUDY. seriously, i'm soo behind.
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