uhhh... don't go here anymore

I started c&ping my posts to myspace instead of here.... and I don't even think anyone went here anyway... but if you DID you have a lot of catching up to do, my lovelies.

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Apparently it's too much work to copy and paste to TWO different blogs. So, goodbye blogspot. The year I spent with you was.... fine.

I woke up feeling pretty crappy this morning. I started sneezing a LOT yesterday (more than I have since I came back from LA) and my throat was on fire. I drank a lot of tea and some of that Airborne stuff (which is disgusting, by the way) and I feel a little better... but I also feel like a mess because

A. We were at rehearsal for 6 hours

B. We had to sing through the equivalent of the entire show like a million times

C. We (re)staged the lashes/crucifixion and then ran all of act 2 and I may or may not need to tell you how emotionally difficult it is.

I don't think I've ever acted more in a crowd scene in my life. I am acting my ass off. I had to take a time out after we staged and ran the 39 lashes scene because I was just a mess. I HATE IT. I hate that scene because I DON'T have that desire to see people or things tortured that TK was talking about (running of the bulls/violent video games/whatever). I just feel.... evil.... and sad. And we're just so angry and we're "beating" this guy and screaming and it's all so twisted and messed up and most people either start or are about to cry in that scene because it is SO intense. So, that was hard.... but I like Act 2 a lot. Way better than act 1. Mainly because act 2 doesn't have any lepers. My favorite scenes right now are the trial before Pilate (because Allison and I are the only girls in it) and "Superstar" where I can "forgive" myself for the horror that's just happened in the lashes scene. I know this is a play, guys.... but I for some reason feel like doing the situation justice.

Anyway, so the massive amount of work we did during rehearsal did NOT help me feel any better (go figure) and now I am just.... conflicted. I know staying home to rest would be the SMART thing to do when I'm not feeling great and I definitely would during any other day off.... but its tomorrow. It's the 17th of July. And if all my friends are at Geauga Lake and I am home alone (although I already know that scenario won't happen as Ali is amazing and said she could never leave me alone on a day like that) because I am sick and have to think about it ALL DAY..... I just... obviously... will not be happy. I think I'd rather take my mind off it. And I know it's STUPID and I shouldn't even feel this way at all and it's probably really pathetic and disgusting... but I can't help it. I can't help the way I feel about this... and I think I have the right to be dreading tomorrow and even the right to be sad about it. I do not, however, think a lot of people that I know understand the extent of how hard this is for me and how part of me secretly DOES want to stay home and just cry. It's just that I only have so many days off and Jessie, Griffin and Dan will be going away in a couple of weeks and we will never get this time together back so I want to enjoy it as much as possible and I would definitely not enjoy staying at home to cry. But I also want to get better and more importantly at the moment, not get WORSE but I really don't see how I can have it both ways right now. I mean, MAYBE I'll wake up tomorrow and feel amazing and be able to go and have fun and not think about anything and not get more sick.... but what are the chances of THAT happening? Especially because everything has already been SO hard with this whole situation... it seems like destiny will make it hard. Like there's no other choice.

Anyway, don't follow this link unless you want to see the epitome of being pathetic.....

I love my roommates.

Griffin is in NYC right now for a callback with Theatreworks so the best of luck to him!

I am so excited about our day off tomorrow. I don't even have anything planned but it will be nice to just not have to do anything.

I wish it were possible for people to comment on here. I hate that fact that the flash comments haven't worked for weeks and that they haven't tried AT ALL to fix it.

I'm at the rec as usual... when we first got here Allison started filling her bottle of water up and this weird, old guy was like "That's the spittoon! You're probably going to die, now!" I am cherishing my final moments with her before she passes away from the water that flowed INTO the "spittoon."

We got to come in an hour late to rehearsal today.... although some of us could have come in 2 hours late and it wouldn't have mattered since we sat there for an hour not doing anything. I can't argue with not doing anything, but when you could be in bed instead... it's better. We worked a lot with moving the stairs and getting acquainted with the set.

Now, to elaborate on "Our Town." Like I said, I KNEW what was going to happen so it's not like it was a surprise or anything... but the direction was just UNBELIEVABLE. The part when Emily went back to her 12th birthday completely blew my freaking mind. I never could have imagined it like that. Oh God, and George running through the gravestones and falling at Emily's feet completely killed me because of the WAY that he did it. Every single person in the cast was amazing... it seemed like the opportunity of a lifetime for those people. I'm jealous. And the "town" choir sounded so good that I was afraid when we started singing at their after party that we were going to look like complete idiots. I'm pretty sure we did, but it wasn't completely terrible. I've been thinking about this production all day... I just can't wait to see it again. I have also never cried that hard during a play ever, I think. I was on the verge of just breaking down completely and sobbing. I had to literally run out of the theatre to blow my nose because my whole face was just... covered in snot. I know that's gross, but that's how good this show was. I even cried while talking to Emily, Ryan and the director, Matt, because I was reliving it. It was just so outstanding.

Tomorrow is my last day as the surrogate Mary. I should be happy since I won't have the opportunity to become even more attached to the role... but, you know... I'm not. It just sucks.

I'm too tired to elaborate right now, but I just got back from the "Our Town" opening and I just need to say that this play was incredible. I've read it a million times and have never really been THAT impressed with the script, but my God, this production blew me away.

Yesterday was so much fun. I adore all of my roommates (and Dan and Griffin) so much. After a trip to Gabe's and Ali's hometown of Wadsworth, we went to the Waffle House (because it's pretty much the cheapest restaurant anyone can go to) and had such a nice time. We don't even have to do anything spectacular; I just love them all so much.

Jessie had to go see "Our Town" for the box office last night and she said it was incredible. I can't wait to see it tomorrow night. We're performing at their opening night reception, which most of us feel really bad about because we feel like we're taking away from THEIR party. It's also going to be... difficult tomorrow. Rehearsal ends at 2 and since none of us want to be sweaty and disgusting since we're performing we need to shower AND eat AND drive to P-house in an hour and a half (and driving there will take half an hour). It also wouldn't make any sense to go home between the cabaret rehearsal there and the show because the drive is too long and gas is so expensive and we make... you know... not a ton of money and haven't gotten paid yet. Jessie got the time pushed back half an hour because before we only had ONE HOUR to do all three things which is, frankly, impossible. I hope it works out... some people made fun of us behind our backs when we expressed this concern to them.

Meg was at rehearsal to watch today. In the "surrogate mother" analogy, it was like she was receiving a picture of the baby via sonogram for the first time. It's not like I didn't know this was coming--I obviously always knew I was the understudy--but the more I have to rehearse it, the more I get attached to it and the harder it's going to be sitting in the back instead. I love Meg and I KNOW she is going to be brilliant, but it's so sad for me. (Because I am a girl and I have a lot of emotions.)

Everyone I know in Kent was or IS at the rec right now. It's so much more entertaining this way. "Next" is on MTV every time we are here and that show is so stupid but so funny.

PS - the Leper scene in JCS is so scary!

God, I don't even know where to begin. So much happens in my life anymore. Well, I suppose Happy Independence Day, everyone! This is my least favorite day of the entire year to have to go to work, but it's not AS bad when it's rehearsal. Although... it's still bad. Especially when they don't have the AC on in the building because they assumed no one would be there (since it's a holiday) and you're dancing like crazy. And then you get home to eat lunch and the power in the building is off. I'm pretty sure it's going to rain more tonight and even if it doesn't it rained so much in the afternoon that any fireworks are pretty much ruined. Oh well, like I've said before, fireworks never really thrill me since they don't write "Annie" in the sky...

Meg doesn't start until next week to play Mary and I've been having a lot of fun as her understudy. It sucks. You know why it sucks? Because I will NEVER get to go on. I'm doing all her blocking and I will know the role completely for nothing. This must be what being a surrogate mother is like.

Yesterday we went to Huron to go to the beach but it started to rain. We still went in the lake and most of us still had fun but it was also kind of disappointing. When it started to rain pretty hard we went back to the cars and I listened to a voice mail from my dad who suggested we go swim in the indoor pool at his hotel. Everyone loved this idea and then we had SO MUCH FUN in the pool and hot tub. After that we had dinner and one group of people left while me, Ali and the boys stopped at my parents' house and then went to see "1776" at the HP (I'm sorry Cleric---it was a last minute trip and it made more sense than to go BACK to Huron another day this week). I'm really glad we went. The pace was a little... very.... slow but most of the performances were great. Actually, there was only one I didn't really like... but I'll be nice and not say who he was. Although, if I talked to you after the show I'm sure I told you who it was. We also went to the thrift store where they were having this amazing sale where any item of clothing with red, white or blue was only 99 cents and if you knew the year that America was founded you got ANOTHER 25% off. So, I got three really cute things for only $2.36. I was so excited.

People had a couple of parties this weekend, so that was fun. We're also working out pretty much every day (except today since the rec is closed), and that's good. I had this amazing idea about these plastic horse figurines which I need to take into effect... but it won't make a ton of sense if I talk about it just yet.

I LOVE rehearsing the cabaret. Dan and I do this ridiculous lift for absolutely no reason at the end of "Magic to Do" (which is our opening number). I also dance like a moron which everyone loves. Of course. Speaking of lifts, Dan and I played the "dirty dancing" lake lift game yesterday.... I've always wanted to do that but I never had a friend who was willing or able to lift me. And now I do. And I love it. Thank you, Dan, for making my dreams come true.

I think it's really possible that Dix Huit has made me the happiest girl on earth.



There are NO WORDS to describe my feelings towards your cornrows, Dix Huit. It's after 4am and I actually have to wake up tomorrow.... but I had this feeling that I needed to get online for a couple of minutes.... and I was so right. I've never been MORE right.

This is truly the best thing I've ever seen. Period.

The Indians suck so bad this year. Yes, I am talking about the baseball team and not... you know... Native Americans. I can't believe it's been almost 10 year since they were in the world series. I will NEVER forget game 7 for as long as I live. I already hated Jose Mesa with all of my soul, and I remember sitting alone on my parents' bed watching the TV and just CRYING and screaming "WHY DID THEY BRING HIM IN!?!?!?!" and then I cried even more when he completely threw the game. Last year Jim put Jose Mesa on his fantasy baseball team and I swear to God I almost broke up with him that day. He did it just to annoy me. I probably just should have done it. And what an awesome story that would be later, right? "Awwww, why'd you break up?" "He put Jose Mesa on his fantasy baseball team." "That BASTARD!!!!"

I am in love with the dollar menu at Wendy's. It's just so thoughtful of them... it's like a personal gift to me.

We did some laundry today and then I did some packing. It feels like I brought a LOT more into this house when I came in... but apparently not. I'm re-reading Harry Potter 5 right now because... well... I don't know. I just am. I told my mom about how afraid I am for all of the characters in book 7. I don't want ANYONE to die... well, unless it's Umbridge or Lucius Malfoy (but not Draco) and obviously Voldemort. I'm really afraid for Neville and Hagrid, though... I could see one of them sacrificing themselves. I don't want it to happen.

So, starting Monday I really don't know what the frequency of posts is going to be like. I'm going to be sort of busy for once. Plus, I'm not going to have a computer so I'll have to rely on the rec center and computer labs to get online. I know everyone is really terribly sad over this... but be strong. It WILL be okay.

(And the chances are high that I'll update pretty frequently anyway. Lack of a computer never stopped me before.)

So, I was laying on the floor finishing the nightly situps and about to go to bed when I realized something. This is going to sound really mean, but I haven't realized anything amazing in a couple of days so just... hold on. I am really sick of being happy for other people.

What I would LIKE is to be happy for myself.

I am tired of responding with "if it couldn't be me, I'm glad it was you"---and NOT just in the situation some of you are thinking of. Yes, they're my friends and yes, I AM happy for them (usually) but come ON, here. I work hard (when I care), I'm talented, I'm smart and funny and I'm not like... hideous. I'm even easy to work and get along with! I don't want to be happy for everyone else! If it continues I won't be happy at all anymore!

I hate that I can always find the silver lining. I HATE IT. I know it's a good quality to have and I end up defending people who don't even deserve it which I guess is the "right thing to do" and all... but you know what? One day I am just going to get angry. Even angrier than MySpace Alisa. Someday something is going to happen, despite my working as hard as possible, and I am just NOT going to be ok with it. I'm going to revel in the fact that I am not okay with [this hypothetical situation] and dance in the darkness of my pain. And I'll admit all the things I think about sending in to post secret and all of my FEELINGS and views and opinions and I'll be throwing sandwiches and ripping up photographs and people are gonna be like "WHAT HAPPENED to Alisa?!?!?" and others will say "She had enough."

Because I am TIRED of taking all the responsibility... sometimes other people make the wrong choice but I sit here and I defend them and blame it on myself or I try to find out how *I* went wrong. <----And it probably *IS* my fault! See?!?! I can't even do it in my hypothetical blog situation.

I just want to be irrationally mad about something someday and for no one to tell me otherwise and for me to not see how it could possibly be fair or appropriate under any circumstances. THAT is what I want.

And I DO want to get married some day. Some day far away. But kids?? I just DON'T KNOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

"Dames at Sea" has gotten very good reviews so far. When I went to read more of them I found this very handy-dandy rehearsal/show report blog which made me laugh a LOT. I love reading rehearsal reports, especially when the stage manager includes ALL information... like when my mom fell and broke her ankle at ITW... that was definitely in the report the next day. And when that old lady walked out of the show because Chris was being "unprofessional" by talking to the audience AS THE NARRATOR of the show. I wish I could meet that lady. She sounds amazing. Amazingly STUPID. :)

We went to see "The Davinci Code" today. Even though I hadn't read the book, I knew the basic premise and I GUESSED the identity of the blood line pretty early on... but I still liked it. It reminded me of "Dogma" which is another awesome movie. I am obviously aware that it's not a true story... but I wouldn't be at all surprised if there was a massive church cover up and Jesus and Mary Magdalene were married. Not that I am saying they WERE... ;) (Like I would know... the world may never know.)

Since I have to learn JCS without a piano I've been listening to the CD a lot. The music is not at all hard, but it is really... funny. (By "funny" I mean "very 1970s" with its "hey cool it, man" and whatnot.) I really like Carl Anderson as Judas (he makes it sound so effortless) and I LOVE the electric guitar. I guess that's good since it's a rock... opera. My sister and I have differing opinions on the electric guitar in musical theatre. She thinks there is no place for it (especially in the title song of The Phantom of the Opera) whereas *I* think there should be WAY MORE OF IT. I think there should be an electric guitar in EVERY pit orchestra and that it should play the melody along with the singer... hahaha. That'd be awesome. Can you imagine how much better "Annie Get Your Gun" would be with an electric guitar?? Anyway, I really HATE Yvonne Elliman on this recording. She slides literally every note and I just want to shake her and scream "THAT IS NOT HOW YOU SING!!!!!" Apparently it's how SHE sings... but it shouldn't be. She sounds like crap.

I can't believe I have to pack tomorrow. I am actually going to miss this boring town. Well, really, I am going to miss the lake. I wish Porthouse was on the lake.

Anything in the "I love the..." series on Vh1 is dangerous if you want to accomplish anything in your day. Fortunately for me and my mom, our lives are pretty boring, so we could put off going to the store until we saw that the hoolahoop was the #1 toy on their list.

I have got this killer headache. It feels like a lack of caffeine headache, but I've definitely had caffeine today. I started getting all shaky in the car, though. I tell you, caffeine is like heroin... I guess. I only really know the effects of heroin based on the movie "Ray"... and they're not exactly the same as caffeine. Still. This sucks.

I am having a financial aid CRISIS and my aid adviser at kent is on vacation until the fifth!!! I am really... not happy about this. I'm considering going to TK now but I really don't want to just yet. I wanted to see if I could fix things by myself with the adviser first... because I'm kind of thinking it's a mistake. I'm scared. I NEED to finish school next year... there is NO OTHER CHOICE... but if I can't get my financial aid then... I can't go. Do you see why I am scared??

Alright, I really have nothing to talk about tonight. Creating the pictures of Dix-Huit with cornrows yesterday took it all out of me...

Ok, so I am partially double jointed but it is mostly in my fingers and hips. It's nothing exciting or particularly gross... I can't do that freaky inverted elbow thing that Colleen does, but I DO have my own special brand of horrible thumb popping and pinky finger dancing.

Last night there was this HUGE storm that lasted for hours. There was so much lightning that I started to take pictures. Now, I need you to keep in mind that these are from my CELL PHONE and it was in the middle of the night, so the fact that I got a picture of anything is amazing.



After about an hour of me trying to get better pictures than this I got a really horrible headache and then I said to myself "Why on earth are you pressing your hand against a window, while holding a metal, electronic device, in the middle of a lightning storm? Don't you think this is testing fate just a LITTLE?"

The power went off several times and I started to get really bored so I was admiring my hand-model worthy hands which is how I discovered some more double jointed finger things I never noticed before.

I love "The Daily Show" but it is just so depressing. I wish congress could get ANYTHING done. Mike DeWine's (one of Ohio's senators... the one I am going to oust from office) approval rating is -8% and he is rated #97 out of 100. HAHAHA, Mike DeWine. You obviously suck. If it weren't for the fact that people vote of the incumbent 98% of the time (no matter what), my job would be a lot easier.

Today is June 22, 2006. You know what THAT means???

Dix-huit est vingt-quatre!


Happy Birthday, Dix Huit!!!!!!!!!!!

She's in Cancun (I think) until Sunday, but she had BETTER come back with cornrows!!!!!!!!!!

EDIT: Jenni and my idea of what Dix Huit would look like in cornrows...

Surveys are more fun than being depressed! (real update at the end)

Stolen from Alison

Secret passion: Patti Lupone... hahaha

Deepest fear: Vocal nodes/throat cancer/anything that would prevent me from singing.

Biggest accomplishment: Oh... I don't know. Going back to school, I guess (although it's not much of an accomplishment... I shouldn't have left in the first place.)

Biggest failure: The slippery slope to bad credit that started with my car accident.

Highest education: I am going to be entering my 8th semester of college.

Current job: actor. Starting next week anyway.

Location: Ohio. Could it be any worse than Ohio?

Dorkiest Attribute: I guess musical theatre is pretty dorky to people who can't do it.

Favorite cuisine: Italian. But not real Italian... "American" Italian.

Unhealthy preoccupation: GOOGLE.

Most embarrassing memory: I really can't even think of one. I've probably blocked anything really embarrassing out.

Pet peeve: Bad grammar.

Biggest procrastination: Waking up... I try to talk myself out of getting up every morning.

Who people say I look like: Ally Sheedy.

Favorite pastime: I'd rather be in performance than do anything else, ever.

Fondest memory: the huron playhouse and every single thing that happened there.

Fear of flying? Not anymore. I used to be afraid of take off, but since I've done it literally about 50 times in the last 3 years I've kind of gotten over it.

Fear of Dying? Oh yes.

Fear of Heights? If my eyes are open.

Fear of Bugs? I hate bugs.

My Hero(s): Jesus, Abigail and John Adams.

Dream Job: Well the BEST thing would be carrying a Broadway show. Not just being in the chorus or supporting... I'm talking CARRYING the show.

Preferred way to die: Something similar to how they all die in Narnia... where they didn't even know it happened.

Person you miss the most: I miss a lot of people... I'm not sure I could pick out one that I miss most above all others.

Biggest regret: Not going to my Godspell callback in 2004... TK probably would have been able to talk me into staying if I would have done that show.

Funniest person I Know: I could NEVER name just one.... although I'm tempted to say it was Brandon Lee.

Dream vacation: Western Europe, Hawaii, Africa, New Zealand... I really like travel. I want to do more of it.

Dream Car: A light blue convertible new beetle. I will never own this car because A. I don't want to have ANY car and B. If I get any older than 26 I'd look stupid driving it.

What I wish I were better at: dance.

Who I'm jealous of: Steve Parsons, Ali Shondel.

Who encourages me the most: My parents and my sister, Bryan Guffey.

Who I trust more than anyone: I trust everyone.. probably way too much.

One thing I want to accomplish before I die: Make a difference in someone's life... in a good way.

Person you wish were with you right now: Jim

Thing I hate the most about my body: I'm not as... graceful... as I would like to be.

Ideal Weight: You know, I don't even know how much I weigh now. I haven't weighed myself in YEARS. I care more about being in the best shape for ME than the actual weight.

Favorite book: The Complete Chronicles of Narnia... followed by Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire.

Could you handle winning the lottery: Could I HANDLE it? Of course I could handle it. I think I would really enjoy it, too.

Could you handle gaining 50 lbs: no... even despite what I said above. THAT would not be "in the best shape possible."

Favorite movie (only one please): The Little Mermaid

Something I do daily (this cannot include bodily functions): drink some kind of caffeine.

Where you’d like to live one day: NYC and Boston... and maybe London. And Disney World.

Wants kids? I don't know. They'd probably like living in Disney World but I doubt they'd like all the OTHER moving I'd want to do.

Friend you would not trade for the world: What? I wouldn't trade ANY of them for anything.

Favorite song: (of all time) "In Your Eyes" by Peter Gabriel

Favorite website: THIS ONE, right here baby!!!

I didn't really do anything today... it's been raining most of the time. I started to watch that movie "Blank Check" but then I didn't want to find out how it ended so I turned it off. Tomorrow though... I might go to the MALL. Oooooooooooh.

Only 3 people that I tagged did that music song survey thing. Charlie, seriously, it made my entire day yesterday when I read your xanga and saw that you DO still read this sometimes. I miss you guys so much and please, please tell your parents I said hi.

Only 5 days till Porthouse move in. I'll miss my parents and kitty but I am really excited to see everyone.. and work out all the time.

Awwww. I went to the HP. I was so nervous for some reason. RIDICULOUSLY nervous... like, I walked inside and then got so scared that i walked right back out the door. I never did have my conversation with Geoff, either. Heather and Jim Williams walked me upstairs and then I saw Jess and Greg and it was just like... the conversation was never going to happen and I knew it. Kevin is back this year, too. Kerry made me sit in on a little of the 1776 rehearsal which was fun. I was really happy because Shaina is playing Martha Jefferson, which is the role I was hoping they would cast her in. She sounded FANTASTIC. I am definitely going to go see this production... whether or not anyone comes with me!!! (Although, I want people to come with me.) I miss that place. If there's two things I should be a spokesperson for, they're the Huron Playhouse and Lipton iced tea. I am just so enthusiastic about both of them.

Now for this nervousness.... I got really nervous when I went back to Kent, too. Bryan will probably remember this more than anyone else since he was the first person I saw there. I think I just realized why it happens... I have SO MANY good memories from some places that it's almost... painful. Like at Huron... for some reason that summer I was "the pretty girl." That had never happened to me before OR AFTER Huron.... but there I was pretty. And I will probably never get attention like that ever again. Whenever I go to see a show there I feel like *I* have to live up to who I was there and that the place has to, also. It's always the same, though. Kent was the same and Huron is the same (with some different people). This isn't coming across the way I want it to... Ok... it's like this. Say you admire... someone famous. You get this idea of what they would be like in person... how nice they would be to fans and stuff, whatever. One day you get to actually meet them and they don't live up to ANY of your expectations.... and you wish you had never done it because it ruined the image from your mind. THAT is why I get so nervous lately. I'm too afraid of being disappointed. I'm afraid of something happening that would overshadow everything good that I remember.

And I mean, that's CRAZY... I usually forget the bad details of things anyway... I just want SO BADLY to be happy that I seem to not want to even take the risk anymore. I'm playing it way too safe. It's like... I'd rather NOT GET HURT again than do... anything... apparently. Even if said "anything" could make me happy.

Wow, I am so much more messed up from this than even *I* realized.

At least I KNOW IT, though. At least I am not denying that I am messed up and have some serious issues, now. God, I feel bad for the next person who dates me. They're gonna have a real mess on their hands. I have now officially scared any blog readers who may have wanted to date me away.

You know, the first time I read Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix (HP5!) I was so mad at Harry in it. He's terrible. He's mean and moody and I couldn't understand why she would write him like that.... but I do now. I know a lot of people think what I have been going through isn't a very big deal... that it's not the same as a divorce or a death and it can't possibly be that bad. This is the first REAL loss I've ever had. I have never been so sad for so long and I have definitely never been afraid of taking a risk... but I still am sad. I'm sad and I'm angry and I think about it ALL THE TIME.... and I have to deny it just as much as I think about it. I don't even know which is worse---the mask or the fact that I HAVE to wear it.

This is why I got a full sore on my "Way of the World" essay.

I truly believe right now that I will never be better... I'll pretend I'm ok and you may observe me being happy at times (and that is a step up from the pre-February stage where I was seemingly unable to feel ANY kind of happiness) but completely "better" just feels... impossible. I feel like something is going to have to happen or CHANGE for me to reach that point... but I have no idea what it is or how/if it will happen.

Happy Tuesday, everyone!

However, I need to think about the future. And my future hopefully includes roles where you can't be overweight. Like... uh.... well, I'm sure there's at least one. Anyway, I also need to play off my childlikeness (cough, immaturity, cough) for as long as possible so... what I'm saying here is that I don't know how long my metabolism will be high and I don't want to get fat. The other day I said to myself "What do you want, Alisa? This piece of pie or to be on Broadway?" At the time it was the pie. But this question, which I will ask myself before indulging from NOW ON, should help in my goals... or something.

My dad told me today that we had the option of going out to the islands, going to a movie or staying in a watching video on demand movies all day. As I sit in all day and watch video on demand ALL THE TIME, I obviously wanted the other two choices with my top choice being the islands. Guess what? I'm here right now. My parents chose the sitting in. Boo.

Tomorrow I am going to visit the Huron Playhouse for ONE REASON..... to continue this conversation I was having with Geoff at the post-Dames at Sea party. It's not like I'm against the Playhouse, but I am scared to go... I don't like to answer questions like "Who are you?" and "Why are you here?" He told me to come to lunch one of these days, though... and as we all know, it's not like I have anything else to do. I just hope he REMEMBERS that I'm coming, because he was sort of consuming alcohol during the original conversation. There's a pretty big chance that he forgot.... but I REALLY want to continue the conversation and he'll be leaving Porthouse shortly after I arrive so it's not like we have all the time in the world in Kent. Anyway, so I'm going there at noon and I am frightened.

I bought a diary from Meijer for like a dollar. I will use it so that future generations can see how I am progressively getting worse in "the healing process" rather than better.

~The Musical Survey~
What's your favorite musical? "The Last Five Years", "Into the Woods", "Kiss Me, Kate" and "Hair"
What's your favorite show tune? Oh... I don't know... they change all the time
Who's your favorite Broadway actor/actress? PATTI LUPONE AND JENNIFER HOLLIDAY!! :)
What musical do you HATE? "Dames at Sea"

Now we'll get to your musical self!
Are you an actor/actress? Yes... I think
Do you WANT to be and actor/actress? Yes
What was your favorite show you've been in? "Rocky Horror"
What was your most recent show you were in? Violet
Have you ever been in Les Miserables? No
Have you ever been in The Music Man? Yes
Do you know and like the shows above? Les Mis is ok, and I really DO like the Music Man a lot.
What is your dream role? Cathy in L5Y
Do you want to be known as a singer who acts, or an actor who sings? The latter
What is your vocal range? E below middle C to E above high C
Have you ever worn a wig for a performance? Only as Fruma Sarah, which is kind of surprising
Have you ever fallen of a stage? Yes, but now during a show
Do you take any classes that have to do with voice or dancing? Yes, as it is my major
What age did you start in the theatre buisness? 13
jazz shoes or jazz boots? I HATE jazz boots
theatre or theater? theatre
What is your level in dancing, like beginner-advanced? beginning intermediate level
Have you ever heard of Idina Menzel? Yes
Have you ever heard of Craig Shulman? Haha... no


So, I'm back here after leaving for a while. I went to see "Dames at Sea" at Porthouse and it was a great production of a show that I hate. Everyone was very talented and it was directed well and it was entertaining... but my God, that show is the worst thing in musical theatre. I mean, "Anything Goes" and "42nd Street" are fine by themselves... why combine them into one ridiculously stupid "new" musical? Anyway, after that I stuck around for the opening night party and got to see a lot of my friends. I was very happy that Ben and Ernie were there. I talked to Jessica Baudry for a long time about the "female image" which was fun. I ALSO got to sleep in my future temporary apartment. Oooooooh...

The next day my sister and I moved Christine's furniture into a Uhaul and then into my grandma's house. I hate moving. I think I've talked about this before. I always get so mad and start yelling at people. Jen left shortly after for a wedding and I took a nap and spent the night at my grandma's. Now I am back here and it is FATHER'S DAY! Happy Father's Day to all the dads, including MY dad.

Shortly after Jessie and Ali became Porthouse roommates, Jessie tried to give Ali this model horse thing as a "peace offering" because she was afraid Ali hated her and she wanted them to be friends. I have NO IDEA why she thought Ali hated her, but to me, the thought of Jessie giving Ali this horse is... hysterical.

The whole Huron company arrived today.... not that I was there or anything, but i was aware that it was happening. Huron Playhouse time is different from all other time... it's like Narnia. A day is like a week and a week is like a month, SERIOUSLY. The time I spent at the Huron Playhouse feels like at least 3-4 months, but it was only a month and a half. Things will happen in the morning and you'll think they happened a couple of days ago by the end of the night. I loved it there. I mean, it sucked and I was so tired all the time, but I have NEVER had more fun.

This summer HAS to be more fun, though. I mean... it just has to. It has to for my SANITY. Something has to top the summer of 2003.... it seems unfair that my best memory is something I am trying so desperately to get over.

Anyway, I've been having a lot of trouble lately deciding when I should and should not censor myself. I have so much to talk about and so many things running through my mind right now... I can't wait until I see people everyday so I don't THINK about them all the time. That's the problem with me... I don't really solve my problems---I forget about them. Out of sight, out of mind you know. It's obviously only a temporary solution as they clearly come back to haunt me... but it's better than nothing.

I'm going to see "Dames at Sea" tomorrow night. I'm excited. I'm EXTRA excited since I have a great seat in the center section, third row..... ooooooh. Ali, you should totally wave to me. I hope it's not cold again... it seems like it's ALWAYS cold when I see a show at Porthouse. Since Porthouse is an outdoor theatre, this makes things miserable.

Yesterday we went to Red Lobster. I don't eat food of the sea, but they have chicken, so it was ok. We also went on a midnight trip to Wal-mart and I got SOCKS!

I finally got my JCS score in the mail. I am now even more excited... although a little... confused. I mean, I wish they would tell you which part you are singing and any solo lines or something. Based on the other girls in the ensemble I am thinking I'll be singing soprano, but then again half the time I HAVE to sing alto so I just don't know. I think I'd actually rather sing alto for this show... anyway, it sucks since I have to learn BOTH parts and any kind of solo line just in case. I'm sure a lot of people feel this way about this...

Today we went to this little olde-timey... soda shoppe place in vermilion. I got a black cow (which is chocolate ice cream and rootbeer) and a cheeseburger. It was really good. It had all those olde-timey drinks and stuff. I kept thinking how it would be a great place to go on a date... but then I remembered, OH YEAH, I don't have a boyfriend.

Then we went to Marblehead and the lighthouse. I took cell phone pictures. HOORAY!


This is... the sea.


Here is the sea facing west (you can't see it in the picture, but there was a cool house and put-in-bay island in the distance)


The mighty waves of Lake Erie crash onto the rocks!!!


More mighty waves... and a "mysterious" shadow...


Jen took this picture of me. I had NO IDEA she was taking it!!!


The lighthouse


Another pseudo-art picture I had Jen take of me where I pretended I didn't know she was taking it... despite the obvious pose. I look really tan.


These people actually didn't know they were having their picture taken... but I wasn't trying to get a picture of them. I was TRYING to get a picture of Cedar Point because you could see it really well with your eyes... though not with the camera phone.

I THOUGHT we were going to Prehistoric Forest and I REALLY thought we were going to the African Safari Wildlife Park, but neither of those things happened and I was so distraught I refused to sing the Star Spangled Banner no matter how much Jen asked me to. Instead we went through a car wash... and I admit, car washes ARE fun, but they're no African Safari...

So, my brother's new band The New Civil War Adventure Band is playing up here on Father's Day for my dad, and I really need to go to this because it is bound to be really funny, but I am also sad because I'm going to miss Colleen's party. Boo. I like Colleen a lot and this is just... a shame.

And finally, I will leave you with a video of the 1982 Tonys performance from "Dreamgirls." Jennifer Holliday is so AWESOME in this that words can't even describe it. If nothing else, you MUST watch the last half... although I really think you should watch it all. She is AMAZING.

Listen, if you never got to see Al Gore on SNL a couple of weeks ago, the opening transcript is here, and I suggest you read it because it is very funny and very... depressing. It's based on the alternate universe where he WAS elected president.

I've been thinking a lot about global warming lately, and I haven't even seen that movie (although I really want to). Once again it seems funny that this was something I remember learning about in KINDERGARTEN but we have a VP who is like "there's nothing wrong." I feel insulted that he's apparently old and bitter and doesn't care enough about the people who have to deal with the consequences of his actions. That's just mean.

I didn't know why the middle east didn't want peace so I found out... and now I KNOW, but I just don't... get it.

My mom and I went to Kent yesterday to get my sister. She's still asleep. It's like almost 2:30 and she's still asleep. My grandma had a tough weekend and almost burnt down her house. Luckily she didn't.

I really want to sing "Je Cherche un Millionaire" for my last foreign language piece in voice next year but I sure can't find the music.

I should really be in bed but I had this tiramisu and it's just keeping me awake.

Yes, I do realize that saying I am mildly obsessed with Patti LuPone MAY be the gayest thing I've ever said.

WHY I didn't mention this before I don't know. My friend Brandon... works on the TONY AWARD winning Broadway show, The Pajama Game. Got that? Tony Award. That's awesome.

And finally, I wrote Jason Robert Brown about this song "In This Room" and he responded on his webpage. This is somewhat embarrassing... mainly because I feel like a total fangirl now. However, he's, you know, pretty much my favorite composer, so it's also a little cool.

God Bless You Tube for giving me access to many of my favorite broadway bootlegs including the heartbreaking "Color and Light" (from SITPWG...and not a bootleg...), "The Schmuel Song"!!!!! and "Climbing Uphill" from L5Y, "Here I Am" (and many more) from DRS, and although there are a TON from Wicked, this was my favorite... Norbert's last show and the "As Long as You're Mine" duet. I totally forgot that I loved that song... in fact, I forgot that it even existed. I may or may not have lost my Wicked CD about 2 years ago....

Anyway, it's not like I just "discovered" You Tube today.... but I did discover the musical theatre part of it today... while I was trying to find a clip of Patti LuPone singing "A New Argentina" from the Tonys in... 1978 or something. You see, I have a mild obsession with Patti. She's freaking incredible. And I KNOW this clip exists, since it's on Broadway's Lost Treasures I... but I don't have it. And I NEED it. I want to play Evita, now. I didn't before.... Patti LuPone made me want to play Evita. And I want to play Florence in Chess a lot, too.... not that they're... the same... but I was thinking about that recently, as well. Someday I'll make a list of all the roles I want to play and no one will care... but, you know, I can use it for reference or something.

LaChanze won the Tony for best actress! How exciting... and what tough competition she had.

I was thinking today about how I can't wait for the day when you can REALLY watch anything you want whenever you want. Old award shows, those Broadway performances they have in the library in NYC, any movie, and episode of any show... I mean, I KNOW the day will come eventually. It will be so awesome.

I took kitty for a walk today. She was happy. *I* looked silly, but she was happy. She is now in the process of playing with a pencil underneath the table beside me. She's a fierce hunter.

We went to the OG here for dinner and it was delightful. It would have been MORE delightful if they would have actually given me a job when I tried to transfer there.... but I can see why they didn't. It was surprisingly empty for Sandusky in summer on a Sunday night.

Oh, and yesterday I was kind of... emotional.... but today I am WAY better.

I guess I should update today even though nothing really... happened.

My parents ordered "The Family Stone", so I watched it again. I really do like that movie. It's so... uncomfortable. There are times when I just want to scream at SJP's character but there are other times when I feel like I know EXACTLY what the situation is like. It made me realize how much I miss Jim's family...

I may or may not be head over heels in love with Coldplay's "Amsterdam." It comes in second place over my love of the extra sweet tea.

I feel like... I need to drive somewhere.... I may have to be content driving to Meijer, though.

I have a lot of feelings... today...

I got an email back from Senator Mike DeWine this morning saying he has always supported the gay marriage ban and always will... and you know what my reply was? Or... would have been? Or IS, but not directly to him and just on my blog? Ok, here it is...

Then YOU, sir, have a fight on your hands!! I will use my awesome powers of persuasion to make sure you are not reelected (and it shouldn't be too hard since, let's face it, you're a pretty crappy Senator anyway) and worse than that, we will tar and feather you in the streets!!! NOW which is worse.... losing your job and looking like an overgrown chicken or a couple of guys sharing the bonds of holy matrimony??

I bet he'd still say the gay marriage thing is worse. But that's because he is a politician.

Anyway, you know, I am so glad that I was never alive in a world where interracial marriage was illegal. I mean, racism just makes me sick. I just don't UNDERSTAND it.... I can't figure out why anyone would be racist. I hope that someday, if I do have children, they won't be able to understand why anyone would be against gay marriage.

I still might go to the Porthouse picnic. Like I have said countless times, it's not like I'm doing anything else. Well, I'll probably go run here in a couple of minutes, but besides THAT... I'm pretty much just scheduled to sit around all day. I think a picnic might be nice. Even a NIGHT PICNIC, as this will be...

Um, I need to take a moment to make fun of my exboyfriend. I'm sorry, just deal with it. It HAS to be done. In his latest blog entry he writes..

I finished all my writing today. 20 pages in just over four hours... not my best speed, but I hadn't eaten all day.

Now my dear, what on earth are you trying to prove here? You're obviously tooting your own horn, but why are you trying to mask it by pretending to be modest? If *I* would have done that the post would have been like this:

"OH. MY. GOD. I just wrote 20 pages in 4 hours!!!!!!!! Can you effing BELIEVE that???? My GOD!!!! I am the most amazing person of ALL TIME!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

And, actually, his post and my pretend post are pretty much the same thing... his is just... more pathetic... than my pretend post. I just don't get why he does it. If he was REALLY being modest he wouldn't talk about it at all... so why PRETEND?

Ugh.... anyway... well, Alison, I would LIKE to run that half-marathon in manhattan, but it's the day before school starts.... and that scares me. Most likely I would be really tired and then I'd have to go to school the next day like "Wah... I can't walk... help me" not to mention "wah, I was in NYC yesterday and now I'm not... help me." It would be kind of cool, though... I'll consider it. :)

Since June has arrived I have felt the need to actually... go outside. These 6 weeks are going pretty fast now... Porthouse move-in is only 2.5 weeks away. I think I should really ENJOY the fact that I do nothing right now because as soon as Porthouse starts the time will go WAY too fast and suddenly it will be August and summer will be over. And then... you know... I'll be sad. I like school and I like seeing my friends every day and being involved with stuff but there is just something about summer, you know? This is the whimsy talking. I just have SO MANY good summer memories... I don't think I've ever had a BAD summer (knock on wood). I have, however, had bad every other seasons (blame this on boys) so I never look forward to them AS much because of the whole... memory thing. But summer... summer is untainted. Summer is pure.

I think the next sunny weekday I am going to go down to the Boat Basin and just... sit there for a while. There's benches. Everyone likes a good bench. There is just nothing to do here except enjoy the scenery. Unless you OWN a boat... then the sea is your limit. We don't own a boat and the nothingness of Huron is our limit.

I went for a run and laid out again today. I wasn't out long before it got cloudy, though, and laying out was pointless. It made me feel good about life, though... I must have had low vitamin D or something.

We FINALLY watched the last episode of That 70s Show.... it was sad. Well, I was sad. I was, however, so relieved that Eric came back. I was going to be so mad at Topher Grace if he didn't come back... I mean, it was HIS show. Did anyone else notice how that stupid "filler" character with the longish hair (I can't remember his name) disappeared the moment Kelso was on the show? I hated that character anyway. He was stupid and the actor was ridiculously bad.

Kitty telling Donna she would always be a daughter to her... that was one of the saddest things I've ever seen on a sitcom....

My mom and I watched this Food 911 today and they made chicken dumpling soup... so then WE (and by "we" I mean my mom) made it for dinner. It turned out really good, too. That Food 911 guy sure does know his chicken dumpling soup. My mom also said "He's cute. Why don't you marry him?" as if
A. I was actively searching for someone to marry
B. I would have ANY opportunity to meet this guy even if I was.
I don't know why she said it.

I also watched the Federal Marriage Amendment debates in the Senate for like 2 hours.

I was scared to do anything else today because of the date.

But Happy Birthday to John Popa!

I wrote the post below for like an hour... and then I c&p'd it to ensure its safety.... and immediately after Internet Explorer had to close for one of those unknown errors. I was like "Whew.... luckily I c&p'd this" but as I went to paste it into Word, it was nowhere to be found on the clipboard and I had to start all over again. I was very unhappy. The original post was better.

I watched "The Jerk" last night and it was so freaking hilarious. I had never seen it before but was intrigued by what I saw on the Top 100 Funniest Movies of All Time (which was a mediocre list at best). This movie is awesome. There are very few movies that were made before I was born that I find REALLY funny, but this was definitely topping the list. The part when Steve Martin got out of the bathtub to run after Bernadette Peters and was naked and holding that dog up in front of him... and then picked up the neighbor's dog to hold in back of him... and just the fact that he was shielding himself with DOGS... oh, man. Comic genius. I was also surprised at how lovely Steve Martin's singing voice is.

I went for a run today and I also laid out by the pool for a while. The weather was perfect... and it was just so nice, hearing the "waves" (they're hardly waves) come in from the lake. I loved it.

There is no doubt in my mind that some Senators will make note of tomorrow’s date and try to use it as “proof” that gay marriage is wrong. The Pat Roberstons of the world will likely point out the fact that of course these debates are being held now and that it has to be the devil’s work that they’re even having conversations…. But I sort of agree with that statement. There must be a really strong evil in this world if we can think about denying marriage to two people who are in love.

How can we justify judging them? How can we justify breaking their hearts? It doesn’t HURT anyone! Oh, but they say it hurts children. What if a gay couple doesn’t want to have children? And even if they did, wouldn’t being in an orphanage hurt more? Or being shipped from foster home to foster home? Or being raised by celebrities? Or being raised by abusive parents? Or emotionally unavailable parents? Or parents who neither had the means or the ability to raise children?

Some say a gay couple should not be allowed to get married because they can’t produce children. So what about straight couples who can’t produce children? What about people who never want to have children? Should THEY not be allowed to get married? And for that matter, what about single parents? If having one mother and one father is such a big deal, why are they allowing children to be raised by just a mother or a father?

It’s funny, one of the first things I ever remember learning is that families come in all shapes and sizes (and you can thank Sesame Street for that). The typical “nuclear family” is not the ONLY kind of family. I have had this burned into my brain for the last 20 years. I don’t know why I could understand it as a four year old and some of our law makers cannot.

Our country was founded by people searching for religious freedom and that is why we are a Christian-only nation. That is why we base all of our laws on the Bible and have a very literal approach to everything it says. But wait! Remember JESUS? Remember how when he came he told us NOT to judge others (in Matthew 7, 1-5)? Remember how he seemed to preach love and acceptance for everyone? Remember how Christians DON’T keep Kosher or many of the other ancient Jewish laws but INSIST that Leviticus is the be all end all opinion on gay marriage, when half the Jews, who read the Torah as Christians do the New Testament (and Leviticus is a book of the Torah), don’t seem to care?

But we’re NOT a Christian-only nation. There’s a separation of church and state in this country so that we could keep these things from happening. It seems in the opinion of those willing to oppress gay marriage, we should also forbid atheists, agnostics and those of other religions outside the Judea-Christian realm to get married… but we don’t do that. If I could go out tomorrow and marry some random guy off the street who I didn’t love, why shouldn’t gay couples who ARE in love be allowed that right? How can we justify keeping love and happiness out of this world?

Once again we will climb onto our American high horse to tell the world that we know what liberty is. Liberty isn’t “the condition of being free from restriction or control”, nor is it “the right and power to act, believe, or express oneself in a manner of one's own choosing”…. Liberty is telling some of the nicest, most morally right people I will ever know, that they can’t get married because they’re gay. Because they were born that way and even though it wouldn’t hurt anyone more than any straight marriage hurts someone, in our OPINION, it’s just not right.

Our forefathers didn’t fight for this country 230 years ago for this.

Today I started thinking about all the auditions I want to go to next year. There's a lot. I mean, I want to go to as many as possible... UPTAs, OTAs, NETC, SETC, Porthouse, Cain Park, Strawhat and hopefully the showcase (because I want to WORK after I graduate college)... and this... is going to cost SO MUCH MONEY! :( I did some preliminary math, and with just the registration, flight and hotel costs (and the printing of headshots), I would have to spend $1855. That's not including things like... food. Or rental cars. God... this is going to be hard. A lot of the actual flight stuff isn't online yet since it's so far ahead of time, so I estimated high for those costs (hopefully they'll go down) and sharing hotel rooms will most likely bring down costs as well... but jeez. I mean, I knew it was going to be high. I think I told my parents earlier in the year that it was going to be like $5000 for all these auditions, though, so this is... better. But it is still really scary.

Maybe I SHOULD try to not get cast in the fall shows as Kent so I can work and make money. Or maybe I'll get some kind of magical grant from the state of Ohio to cover the costs. I wonder if I can write them off on my tax return for next year....

I hope I'm not the only one who cries during each episode of Extreme Makeover Home Edition.

We have the Food channel on video on demand and that is awesome. I wish the History channel had video on demand, too.... oh my God, I SO need a life.

I can't wait to work out again at the rec center. I mean, really. I miss it so much.

Yesterday I took my sister back to Kent and then I stopped into the box office to get my "Dames at Sea" comp ticket and said hi to Ryan and Jessie and then when she got off work, jessie showed me my soon-to-be apartment. It's kind of smaller than my old one at eagle's landing... and by "kind of" I mean "a lot." It'll be ok. But Allison, we can't room together. :( Jessie and Ali are already in separate rooms... since I don't mind the kitties, I said that I would just take over the extra bed in Jessie's room. So, boo... but it's not like we're in different APARTMENTS, so I'm sure we'll be fine. :)

I bought a towel apparatus and a shower... thing... for us since eagle's landing sucks. Now all we need is a slip cover for that ugly couch....

OH, and Allison, Ali and Jessie both brought TVs, and I HAVE to bring mine, so you can bring yours if you want, but you don't have to. :)

Ok, anyway, I got home early because I told my grandma I was just going to the bank (but was gone for a couple of hours) and I didn't want her to have to wait up late for me. There WILL be a Sterling reunion soon, though. Mark my words.

Today was POPAPALOOZA. I didn't realize how long it had been since I had seen John Popa until I was about to go in and then I got really... nervous. But, I got to see Sergio, Cass and BOB HERRO (who I haven't seen in FOREVER and he's all married with a baby on the way), so it was just a truly magical time. I got him a card. I drew a picture of a duck on it.

I listened to the whole Kelly Clarkson "Breakaway" album in the car on the way back here. I can relate to every single one of those songs.

And now it's Huron. Woo.

I went for a walk today for a little while. It was a good day for walking. We also went to dairy queen where my mom made no sense while ordering (she wasn't so much speaking an order as she was saying random words). But I got a frozen hot chocolate so it turned out ok.
We watched the Spelling Bee later. It was awesome. I was so glad a girl won... I mean, I would have preferred one of the other two girls in the top 3 to win, but I was happy nonetheless. The spelling bee is by far my favorite thing on TV the whole year... it's so suspenseful. If you've never watched it before I HIGHLY recommend it for next year. I cry EVERY TIME.

Well, it's "official." Jim's dating Bethany. I say official in quotation marks because it was official a long time ago, and I knew about it, he just finally chose to tell me.

I'm surprisingly ok about this... what bothered me the most is that he got into another long distance relationship when he had so many distance-related problems in OURS... and that it did indeed take him so long to tell me. I mean, I OBVIOUSLY knew. I talked about how "people in my life" and "[people] I used to know" were keeping things from me on here all the time. I just wanted him to come out and say it.

The timing could be only slightly better. I kind of wish it wouldn't have happened until I was at Porthouse so I could talk to Griffin for a long time. And, you know, part of me wishes it would have never happened at ALL... but as much as I tried to hate Bethany once I knew (and believe you me, I did try to hate her), I can't. She's funny... and she's smart... and she's a lot nerdier than I am, which kind of fits with Jim better. The best part is that she's a REAL person, unlike the "friends" Jim made in LA who were... God, I don't even know. The worst influence in his life ever (except Cameron... and I liked Eric, too). I hope she can do a better job than I could at making him not crazy.

See? Seven and a half months later and I'm ok with it.

Anyway, I've watched Anchorman like... a million times and it never gets old. I could seriously watch it every day and MAYBE I will. I really enjoy it when he's taking to Baxter and anytime he mentions a mountain. :)

I'm bringing my sister back to Kent on Friday morning and I am staying overnight at my grandma's so that I can go to Popa's birthday party for a little while on Saturday night. However, I have all of Friday night free so if those of you who are actually IN the Kent area want to play with me, I will be there. Ali, I am speaking to you. :)

So, as I never have anything to do, I get bored. A lot. I decided to take some cell phone pictures to show you guys what I do all day long.


This is the view from my parents' room


This is my new significant other, Lipton extra sweet iced tea.


Here's... you know... 85% of my face one day.


This is my sister and the plea she has for all the world to understand... that she is not a lesbian.


The cat did this for probably 20 hours a day when it was ridiculously hot.


I like to see what the world looks like from her point of view.


I sleep until noon. I was fake sleeping in this picture, though.


Here's me with my only form of communication anymore... the computer.


Pink kitten heels!


I'm not smiling about the casting!


My copy of "Rosencrantz and Gildenstern are Dead"... it's like... what am I supposed to DO with this??

I got my hair cut today. I brought back the bangs (as you may be able to tell) but I LOVE them. For some reason I slept for like 12 hours last night. I was sooooo tired and I have no idea why. It's not like I DID anything.

Tomorrow is the scripps national spelling bee!!! I am SOOOOO excited!

Man, I am even more excited about Porthouse now than I was 20 minutes ago.... because not only will I be living with Allison... but ALI AND JESSIE, TOO!!!!!!!!

I don't think I could possibly have better roomies... this is so awesome.

I went to pick up my sister last night and they replaced our air conditioner this morning. We went out to eat at Damon's for dinner and then had ice cream from Cold Stone. Yay.

I think it's supposed to cool down tomorrow. Maybe I'll go to the pool at some point. There have been like ten thousand children there every day up till now, though, so we'll see.

Me = boring.

I don't get upset often. I mean, it really takes a lot to ACTUALLY upset me. So, when I DO get upset, I think I feel the need to "punish" whoever made me that way by talking about it ad nauseam... and hoping that he or she will hear this at some point, realize that they are one of the FEW people who were able to make me feel this way, and regret their actions.

This never works... because sadly enough, the world does not revolve around me.

I also try to make everyone else feel what *I* feel so that they'll hate them, too.

Basically, what I'm saying here is that I need to grow up.

Or that people need to stop being assholes to me. One or the other.

If one thing is true, it's that I have been 100% full of angst as of late.

Please... excuse me....

If you want to waste 15 minutes (I timed it), I filled out 4 surveys. Thanks to Dix Huit, Cleric and John Popa for providing them

So, it was finally hot enough to turn on the air conditioning... and it's totally broken. And it's so damn hot in here.... milk was a bad choice.

Since it's a holiday weekend, we're thinking it won't be able to get fixed until TUESDAY which sucks so much because tomorrow is going to be even hotter. Me and kitty just keep laying down on the floor because we don't know what else to do. It's even worse with the windows open. I'm wearing SHORTS. I only wear shorts in two cases: if I have no other choice (like today) or if I am on my way to a pool or something.

And I'm almost out of green tea.

I got a call from a best buy today to set up an interview... but now I don't even see the point. At the earliest it would be another week before I could start which means I would be submitting my two weeks notice (since I am leaving for Porthouse on the 25th) after working there for one week. That's just stupid. I am so mad the OG. I mean, the guy told me I could transfer... if he would have just told me the truth when I first talked to him I would have applied for other jobs here earlier.

I wish this apartment complex had a workout room.

I would really like to get some GOOD news sometime soon... you know, to hear something other than "Sorry--you're not gonna be playing your dream role this time", "The air conditioning is broken", "We're already over staffed" or the one I know is coming any day now, "I'm in a new relationship."

Can't someone tell me that I've won a million dollars? Or that they want to take me on an all expenses paid trip to Disney World? Or Lipton would like to give me a year's supply of extra sweet iced tea? Or even that someone would like to transcribe the song "In This Room" for me?

I also want realistic things to happen, along with the unlikely ones listed above.

So, over a month after my audition, two weeks after my callback, one week after it was down to me and 2 others, 3 days after it was down to me and ONE other I finally found out...

I didn't get cast.

I really don't need to tell you how disappointed I am.

She said it had nothing to do with my talent. She said my voice was perfect for the role and that she was sure I'd play it some day. She said "And I'm sure you'll get good roles up at KSU this year"--- yeah, right, like THAT'S ever happened. She said it was totally based on my AGE, because she went with the older girl. She's about 10 years older, and obviously there's no comparison.... and just IM me if you want to know more.

I called Jon. He is PISSED.

In other news, I picked up some ribs today for my mom and felt odd walking through the supermarket holding a big slab of meat.

"Jaded Era" is really good. Kira and I did "Guys and Dolls" together and it ended up being her last year at Kent, which is too bad because she was hella cool.

I really miss my friends. Like... a lot. I wish it were a month from now or that I had something to DO here to keep me away from the computer. I have really good intuition... I'm not an idiot. I can tell something is going on with... someone I used to know...

I used to think I was totally ok being alone all the time (and I don't mean in the "single" type way... I mean in the absence of other people PERIOD type way). I have realized lately that this is not true. I need people. WHY I thought I was ok being alone all the time, I don't know.... I mean, I like people so much and I get along with EVERYONE. I miss the people.

I think invisibility cloaks are a REALLY bad idea. Can you imagine in like 50 years when they perfect the technology and people are just sneaking into houses or spying on people... well, I mean, spying on them WORSE than the government is spying on us, now? Pandemonium, I tells ya.

I am trapped in Kent because of tornado warnings and I had to go the ksu library computer lab... and I am STUPID.

Note to self: Ignore all profoundly risky instincts. They are NOT GOOD IDEAS.

Cedar Point was a lot of fun today. The weather was PERFECT and since half the world doesn't realize the park is open every day yet, there was hardly anyone there. The only real LINE (and it was only 30 minutes) we had to wait in was for the top thrill dragster (which I finally decided I was brave enough to go on) and then, when we were about to get on, it broke and we didn't get to ride. The Millennium force was closed too, which SUCKED SO BAD so I was kind of disappointed. To make up for it, we rode the Magnum 8 times. That was tons of fun, but now I have "Magnum Thigh"; a condition where the safety bar of the Magnum hits in the same place so many times that it hurts you really bad the next day. I also have "Raptor neck," "Wind face," and... sunburn. (Not a lot, though, since I was tan to the extreme.) We also got trapped on the Raptor for about 20 minutes. Luckily we got to RIDE it before it too broke.

I think I am allergic to the sea. This is really bad, as I love the sea and kind of want to live near it for ever. I never had any problems at school or growing up, but when I moved to LA it started and it's been happening up here as well: stuffy nose, watery eyes, lots of sneezing... I thought it was just the smog in LA but MAYBE I was wrong.

My whole body hurts from today. I feel like I've been beaten up.

So, Taylor won AI. I wasn't surprised... I don't think ANYONE was surprised. I actually liked this finale more than I have any of the other years... and what the HELL was wrong with Meatloaf??? I was so uncomfortable during that song! He was so ridiculously far off pitch (and I actually thought he was about to walk off stage in the middle of the song) that I had to ask my dad if there was anything medically wrong with the guy. And now, I find out he has Parkinson's so... uh... basically, I'm a jerk. Mary J Blige and that Elliot guy were great. I really liked it when Prince came out, though... what a cool surprise. And then... there was Clay. And I think he had cheek implants... and his hair looked ridiculous... and that guy's reaction was priceless... but still, Clay can really sing.

I have to take my sister back to kent tomorrow, so I'll be kind of around for a while. I mean... sort of. Most of my friends are away right now, anyway so.... this message is kind of useless.

Well, *I'M* voting for Taylor. I kind of thought they both sucked, but he sucked less. I HATE "Somewhere Over the Rainbow" and generally become furiously angry when people sing it.

Jen and I took the cat out for another walk today which was fun. My dad took us to Fazoli's for dinner. Tomorrow we are going to Cedar Point, which I am really excited about.

I found out that in 1990 Sherie Rene Scott was in the "Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles: Coming Out of Their Shells Tour." She played April O'Neil and had this big power ballad which you can listen to here. It's a HORRIBLE song and it's hilariously funny (in an unintentional way), but she SOUNDS great, despite all the stupid lyrics and melody and stuff. I told Jen it was going to be my new best 16.

Nothing has really been going which is obvious in the lack of updates. However, if I DON'T update people might think I've given up on the blog... which is never going to be true since I am The Founding Mother of the Blog.

After many car rides west with my dad, we decided to go east on Saturday, to Vermillion. There isn't anything there, but we did go to a chocolate store and I got a lipton iced tea. Let me tell you, friends, the extra sweet tea is AMAZING. Later that night we got Chinese food and a bird dropped a fish in the backyard. Example one of nothing going on.

On Sunday we went to the giant eagle with my mom. We had chicken a la king for dinner. Example two of nothing going on.

Yesterday my mom and I drove to Brimfield to visit my grandma and to take my sister back here for a couple of days. I talked to Dan and he said a certain someone had told a certain director that I would be an excellent choice for the role of Cathy in a certain musical I've been talking about nonstop. I was... surprised. In a good way. It has led me to believe that maybe everything DID change.... still, this is example three of nothing going on.

Maybe something will be going on soon. I stayed up WAY too late last night. Sometimes you just gotta quote Anchorman with your sister until 6am. That's a good enough excuse, right?

I think I sort of just... accidentally... electrocuted myself. I mean, it wasn't a LOT, but I definitely wasn't expecting to do that. I was trying to unplug this lamp using one hand and my ring finger hit the metal part of the plug and viola. Minor arm electrocution.

It didn't feel good. I don't suggest trying it.

Ok, so the past half hour has been.... nice. :)

I checked my email and had gotten an email from the L5Y director telling me that they're still deciding on the guys and that they can't cast Cathy until they have the Jamie. It is me and 2 other girls (both of whom are VERY good) left in the running. And then, like literally 5 seconds after I read this, Jon called to tell me what HE knew and to see if I had heard anything. I guess they called him the other day and asked him a bunch of questions about his past rehearsal procedures and experience, etc... he said they were stuck between him and one other guy... we talked for a while, then I called my sister, then Jon called me AGAIN because in the short amount of time I was off the phone with him, the music director called him and asked him to come in tomorrow to work through some stuff. So, this makes ME happy because I was the only one who sang with him, but you never know... Jon said he would call me if he got cast either way, so at least I won't be left in the dark for the rest of my life. He said also he asked the musical director "Have you cast Cathy yet?" and he said "You can ask that, but I can't answer." which makes both of us think that they DID.... or at least they have one specific girl paired up with each guy and they just need to decide on the guy. Oh my God. I want this so bad. I am so glad the dream isn't over.

They might be casting it tomorrow evening.

Please resume your good thoughts and best wishes. :)

I never really watched "Will and Grace" but I decided to watch the finale tonight... and I am kind of mad I never watched the show. I mean, it was very funny and I really love Grace's hair and Megan Mullally is like... ridiculously talented. Anyway, I don't think I have ever seen a show end that way... you know... in the future. I thought it was really creative, especially since a lot of people wonder what would happen to the characters after the show is over. And I liked how the kids got together... I knew they would. :)

I had an interview today at a department store that begins with "S" (I don't want to say the name for... you know... legal reasons). It was fine. People find my energy and excitement over EVERYTHING funny in job interviews. It hailed on the way there. When I got home and it had stopped raining, I sat at the window and watched the rides run at Cedar Point through binoculars for a while. You can see the Perry Monument really well too, despite it being really far away.

What a weird life I have right now. I watched an amusement park from 5 miles away through binoculars for 15 minutes.

My dear Allison, I would LOVE to write a book... I just need some initial idea inspiration. That is the hardest part for me. Ha, maybe I should just write about myself. It could be very "Sex and the City"-esque. And I bet, if I wrote a book before Jim did, it would REALLY piss him off. :)

I filled out three surveys last night to keep myself occupied. It took FOREVER. Read them. There will be a quiz later.

Alisa, 30 seconds ago, after viewing the bio for the hippies from the Amazing Race: "OH. MY GOOOOOOOD."

Dad: "What?"

Alisa: "Those hippies went to Burning Man!!!!"

Just.... damn it.

What ever happened to common courtesy? What ever happened to letting people know things so they didn't drive themselves crazy wondering?

I don't understand why some directors NEVER inform people that they weren't cast, and don't make the information available ANYWHERE. I mean, couldn't there be some kind of information on the website or SOMETHING? God, there comes a point in my life... it happened when I didn't think I was going to work at Porthouse... when you just want to KNOW, either way. Yes, you would rather have it go in one direction, but to keep you hanging... ugh... it's just the worst. The WORST. I JUST WANT TO KNOW.

And the people I assume DID get it are so internet stealthy that it makes my life really difficult. In the stalking-type way.

And... the whole "I just want to know" thing applies to other things/people in my life right now, too. I feel like I am treated like a child by like... everyone. NO ONE will tell me things that could possibly upset me... like I'm going to freak out or something. Really... I mean, yes, I'll freak out about stuff, but it does NOT come immediately. First is the eerie calmness... the freaking out comes later. So, really, it's best to tell me stuff and then go away or something so you miss the freak out.

God... anyway... my mom and I took the cat for a walk today. We're such a bunch of hippies, taking the cat for a walk. It was going well until she got scared by the cars on the road. It was actually sunny today (until it rained, later). I liked it.

We also went to this Seafood Buffet (as many of you know, I do not eat food from the sea.. luckily they had chicken) for dinner, which was nice.

And yay for the hippies winning the Amazing Race. As always, it was the only episode I watched this season... but those hippies were cool.

And MORE pictures... this might be it for a while....

(stolen with permission from Ernie)

Ernie and Ryan


Christine. Doesn't she look AMAZING? She's actually got a shaved head under that wig...


Ernie and Sydni. Best. Costumes. Ever.


Practice for Cleric's talent portion of Omega Man...


The always popular Kelly Meener


Kayce "Stunning AND Amazing" Cummings


"Touch Me" action shot!


Before I took off my clothes. And pissed off for some reason, apparently.


Allison, doing John's makeup before Omega Man...


Brooke, Marissa and Jessie... whose dress I am INSANELY jealous of.

So, I went to the OG and they have NO openings right now for servers OR hosts. I heard some of the actual employees complaining about how they get sat one table and are then cut. The GM said he'd call me if anyone quit or something, but I'm thinking my chances aren't too great on that one. So, I wrote down a huge list of places I want to apply at (and DID apply at some) and I'm gonna get on that like... nowish.

It finally stopped raining for a couple of seconds today, too.

Oooooooh, more pictures to steal off facebook.

Alright, now these would have been posted along with the OTHER Interbelt pictures from our AIDS benefit, but I didn't know they existed until tonight.

This is basically me and Bret... doin our thing

Me, telling him to touch me.


Singing about how he probably isn't touching me, yet.


Eh....


I suppose he was just being a gentleman.

I don't know what is happening on the floor behind us, but I heard it made people uncomfortable.

I watched "I (heart) Huckabees" today and I really liked it. I think Lily Tomlin is just generally awesome, though, so.... there you go. According to the weather report, it will stop raining approximately never.

Look, it's like I discovered how to use a computer with i-tunes and photoshop all in 20 minutes...


"oh NOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!"


"Oh, crap, the boss is quiting.... WTF do we DOOOOOOOO?????"


Apparently we had to quit, too.

Man, I do NOT look good as a chef.

The Spelling Bee episode was on today. I really want to see the Bowling one, though... that one was soooo funny that I laughed out loud WHILE taping. You'd think I would have known better.

For some reason I totally forgot to write about this, but a week and a half ago I got a call from casting asking me to come back to do the show the next day because they were doing another chef episode. I obviously couldn't, as I am.... not there.... but I was kind of delighted that they remembered who I was. I called Leona later that day and found out the details... she had said Beth mentioned me and how it sucked that I moved.

Anyway, so, Happy Mother's Day to all the mothers out there. I didn't do too much today... dad and I were going to go for a drive but it was raining too hard, so we just got dinner instead. I did make a ton of iced tea, though. That'll be great later in my life.

My back hurts SO BAD from moving. The muscles are just.... gone.

Here I am in Huron! Wooooooo...

Ok, so callbacks. They went really well. REALLY well. I felt really good about.... everything. And I THINK (I obviously have no idea), unless she goes with the "newlywed" casting route (I won't name names, but I'm sure you can figure it out), than I have a really good chance. I just don't think it would make sense to cast newlyweds, despite how talented they may be. It seems kind of opposite of the whole point of the show. So, if you're into it, please pray for me and if you're not into it, send me good thoughts and "cast her" brain waves to the director.... I just want this so bad.

Anyway, the drive up here was surprisingly short. It's probably because I was so filled with adrenaline from the callbacks. Let me just say, for the record, I HATE moving. Unfortunately I have to do it like 3 more times this year still. I am happy to be here, though... I mean, the best summer of my life was spent in this town.

But soon, the best summer of my life will have a new year attached to it.... SUMMER '06 JCS STYLE!!!!!! It's not JUST Dan, it's Dan, Allison, Ali, John, Griffin, Jessie, Patrick, Anya, EvB, Emily, Adam, Meg, Megan, Beth Baker, Jessica, Justin, Chris, Dana, the other Dan, TK and who KNOWS who else!!!!!

Ok, I have a phone call to make....

Well, look. I did get to update. I am sure you are all... so relieved.

I just had my last day at the Falls OG. I am so glad. I started to get really sad there today, not because I will miss ANYONE I worked with... but because I won't miss anyone I worked with. I have never felt more useless and alone then I did there... which may be why I hated it so much. There was only one manager I liked, no one ever really tried to get to know me or anything, a lot of the people were jerks... it just sucked. And then today... this one kid asked where I was going... I told him about JCS, etc and he asked when and where it was going to be performing, so I wrote it down for him... and then I saw it in the trash a couple of minutes later. I mean, why even ask, you know? I realized fully that there is MAYBE one person who works there that will notice I'm gone (besides the kids i went to high school with) and that makes me feel bad.

But really, I must be filled with some serious estrogen lately because I have been an emotional nightmare.

I had to write Lara a message today telling her that she hurt my feelings yesterday. It was so weird... I was just about to leave MSP when I heard the voices of some of my favorites, so I went to go look and Lara, Griffin, John, Jessie and Brooke come around the corner. I was all excited (I'm like a puppy in that respect) and then it was like "What's wrong with your face???" "Alisa, did you DYE your hair?" "You're killing yourself, you know." and I was literally backed against the wall like "uhhh.... I don't know what to say to you folks right now..." I felt really horrible about myself for the rest of the day, but for some reason the look on Lara's face made me more upset about anything else. She felt really bad, and I know she didn't mean to hurt my feelings... it was just a weird situation. I just have a lot going on right now, and I'm usually pretty easily hurt, so ... yeah.

So, moving sucked. I got all my boxes down before Rob got there, so I was already exhausted (it's never good when you sit down and the room is moving BEFORE you move the furniture) because of all the steps and the heat/humidity, but luckily we were able to get the furniture down without too much trouble. Some random guy off the street did have to help us with the bookshelf, though. EVERY time I've moved someone random has helped me carry something. Unloading was a LOT easier, although there is definitely no room left in the storage unit. When I got home I was so tired and hungry that I ate a pot pie, like 8 cookies and then some Ramen noodles. I felt really sick after that.

I did end up sleeping on the blanket floor... it wasn't comfortable but it could have been worse.

Tomorrow is the "big day." I hope I feel better then I do today.

Ok, so I haven't watched American Idol all season, but let me just say something. This Chris guy.... was good. He was really the only good one on the show. Therefore, I am not at all surprised he was eliminated last night. It wasn't the case last year, but every other year... think about it. EVERY other year the best singer in the competition was in 4th place. Latoya, Tamyra... and uh.... the second season doesn't count, either. So, apparently, this happens every other year, and I stand corrected. HOWEVER - I now hate this show, and am very glad I didn't watch it.... even though, despite my hatred, I will probably watch another entire season before the 10 year contract they have with Fox is over. And for THAT I hate it even more.

I am getting my Uhaul today at 5pm. woooo. Last night it was so hot in my room that I went out at midnight to the two local giant eagles to see if they sold fans.... which they did not. It sucked real bad. Before that, though, I watched "The Family Stone" which I didn't know if I would enjoy or not, but I REALLY did and "The Dead Poets Society" which I had seen before, but it's good, so I wanted to see it again. Sometimes I hate that movie, though. Especially when Neil's parents find him. Their reaction is horrible. I mean, it's GREAT acting, but it makes me... just.... I can't even describe it. The feeling I get while watching that scene is the worst feeling... ever.

I just took Bryan Guffey to MSP and he was in NYC this morning and got hit by a cab. He's ok... and sorry, but that story is really funny.

I just said goodbye to Jon Mazur, possibly forever, in the computer lab. I hope I DO see him again... we've always been good friends. Well, except when I was in California. And that time we sang a duet together.... that was great. In the words of Ryan Washabaugh, "When I die I would like you and Jon Mazur to sing harmonies for me in Heaven." Will do, my friend... will do.

So, since I didn't shower yesterday, showering TODAY was like the most amazing thing ever. My hair is.... it's indescribable. You should see it. Really. I'm really excited about it.

We're moving all my furniture out tonight and I'm wondering whether I should do a makeshift floor bed out of blankets or see if Grandma will let me stay over. I am sure she WOULD, but I might not know what is going on in my life until later tonight, when she's in bed. I definitely don't want to sleep on the floor from Friday-Saturday because of a certain callback I have that I kind of need to be perfect for. I feel as though sleeping on the floor would hinder my performance in some way.

I am SO excited about Porthouse this summer. I wish it were starting sooner than 6 weeks from now. I mean, I have the feeling that I haven't had for three years.... I call it "The Huron Feeling." I bet this is because of the excitement about Porthouse starting AND the fact that I am moving to Huron for those 6 weeks.

If I don't get to update tomorrow (which I might not---- I'm supposed to work in the morning and the computer lab closes at 5pm) I will "see" you all on Saturday after I get to Huron. Cheers to having at least 2 days off COMPLETELY with absolutely NOTHING to do but watch the sea* out of my parents' window!


* Yes, when I say "the sea" I am referring to Lake Erie.

Apparently all I do anymore is blog with pictures.


"Alisa you look so creepy in that tube." Yes... yes I did.


My favorites. (Griffin and Ben)


There is NOTHING hotter than this. (Ernie and Yolanda)


Because we are in LOVE.

Ok, so I have.... problems. I spoke of how I've lost everything lately.... but today it got worse. Today I turned off my alarm and didn't reset it and woke up half an hour before I had to be at work and THEN I forgot to ask Jill for the money she owed me from our party and she left and I won't see her before I leave... so I lost out on $8! Argh! What is wrong with me lately??

My jury was fine yesterday. I belted "Not a Day Goes By".... yes, belted, my friends. Now, normally one would think that is an awfully risky move for your jury where they teach you to never belt and hate belting... and you still have a semester with these schmoes so you wouldn't want to upset them.... but I just didn't care. I care so little about what they think of me that it's kind of funny.

My room is almost totally packed up for my half-move tomorrow. I feel as though I can't bear to put my TV and DVD player in storage because if I DO I will be sooooo bored until I move. I don't think I could deal with the boredom.

I think that I would like to rent "Say Anything" tonight. I love that movie.

Well, Britney's pregnant again. I guess this gives me more ammo if there's another Masquerade Ball. And did my fellow PITNB readers see that thing about Jessica Simpson almost putting her dog through the airport x-ray machine? Hilarious.

I just got back from the most magical evening.... ever. Just... ever.

So, I asked Ryan and Griffin if they wanted to go to the OG with me tonight, and they did so we planned to meet at 5:30 in the green room. When 5:45 came and Ryan still wasn't there, I called him to find out what happened. I woke him up with my call, apparently he had passed out sometime around 5pm after a night of "heavy partying." He said he'd be there in 10 minutes and then called me when he was about to pull into the parking lot to tell me he was afraid he was too tired to drive. We knew at this moment that this was going to be a night to remember. He DID end up driving, and we listened to a band called Faun Fables which Griffin and I just laughed at at first.... but then grew to love. Apparently they do this weird, fairy tale performance of politically/imaginative songs in costumes and stuff.... and it all sounded just crazy at first, but now I REALLY want to see it. I feel like such a hippie. I highly the song "Carousel and " on their website.... I am obsessed with it.

Ok, so then we got to the OG and this one guy (I won't mention his name just in case) was our server and he was just.... terrible. I mean, he was really the worst server ever. He kind of threw all the teas on the table, tried to take away our stuff before we were finished with it, yelled questions to us.... we were just laughing so hard. However, of all the plates he took away from us and the race between him and the boys to see if they could get the food in the take-home container before he took the plate away, he never cleared a single glass off the table. At the end of our meal, after he actually threw the mints at us, there were literally 9 empty glasses on the table.



We also had a great laugh about the fact that Ryan was in the "Larry Chair" (the armless chair) and I reassured him that they don't have a special code for those who can't fit in the regular chairs (because he CAN!) and I laughed so hard that I cried a little. It was just so hilarious.

This post might not be funny to anyone else except the three of us, but it was SOOOOO funny to us. I couldn't even wait until tomorrow to update, I HAD to do it now.

Soon we will find out if you can pass a class by guessing on every question on every test. Very soon.....

I have my jury in 3 hours. Woo.

Wow, I just signed on to my flickr account and there was some kind of Goethe quote. How... odd.

I am really mad at the guy on the cell phone in the computer lab right now. Usually I don't care, but there are signs for no cell phones EVERYWHERE and he is just so distracting.

I would really like to go to the OG sometime this week with my friends (like tonight or tomorrow night, because I am moving on Thursday), so if you would like to join me for the last days of discount, let me know.

Alright, so yesterday I went with John and Griffin to Hooligan's (I think that's what it's called) and John got his ear pierced. They were going to get tattoos, but the artist guy wasn't there. I thought about getting that one piece of ear pierced, but then I considered the fact that it would hurt, so I didn't. I already have SIX piercings anyway. I think that's weird for me. Anyway, I chronicled the whole thing on my cell phone.

The Chronicles of John Getting His Ear Pierced

Looking good, my friend... looking good.


Griffin and the ZOMBIE


Rob, the piercing guy


"I'm such a goof ball!" (No, he didn't actually say that.)


About to make the first pierce....


You can tell something horrible is happening based on the look on John's face...


This picture scared me because he looks as though he's about to throw up.

For some reason I forgot to take any pictures of the finished product. What is wrong with me?? What a bad chronicler I am.

After that we went to the mall to buy earrings and I bought a pair of little hoops since I never wear earrings in my first piercings and then later that night, at Grandma's, one of the hoops went down the drain. DAMNIT. I was really mad. Now I have to go back and buy another pair because I really liked them. Growl.

Alright. So I have a problem. I lost the bottle that I always had my iced tea in.

MISSING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Have you, or anyone you know, seen this bottle at any point after Omega Man on Friday? That's definitely the last time *I* remember having it.... unless I left it at Guaca Mole's. I am really sad that I keep losing these things. First the bottle, then the earring.... who am I, Marissa?

(If you don't get the reference, Marissa is my friend who loses things a lot.)

Anyway, as soon as my jury is over I am done with school, so that's exciting. This semester has been really awesome, though, so it's kind of sad. I wrote Ben this letter on Sunday night and I cried the entire time I was writing it. I love him and will miss him so much. Yes, he'll be here over the summer until he and Ernie move.... but still.

Ok, that's all I got for right now.