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Dreams
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Jul. 22nd, 2009 @ 08:16 am
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Had a dream a few days ago. This.... quite attractive (read: really hot) guy and I were fighting with handaxes in the parking lot of... I want to say a convenience store. Then we stopped fighting and... um. That's about as far as I'm willing to narrate.
I wonder what it means...State of Existence:  curious Life: Slow Me Down - Emmy Rossum |
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I'm home alone for a month and have applied at Mazzio's (shaddup Tamara) but am still bored out of my skull waiting for them to call because I'm sitting at home.
I want to write, recently. I have a vague idea for a story. One of the main characters is a male siren (can turn into a "mermaid"... you get the idea; can fascinate through song; can control water to some degree) who works in a bookstore and has received an inheritance from his grandmother; with one caveat - he has to use the money to build himself a house, the plans for which he drew up when he was younger and forgot about. The other main character is a male werewolf who ran away from home in his teens because he couldn't countenance the behavior of the local Pack; who was "rescued" by, and who now works for, a building company comprised mostly of were-hyenas. The siren hires the hyena-company to build his house, and who should happen to be Master Architect on the project, but the werewolf...
Anyway, that's the gist. There's going to be a point of conflict - some lurking baddie who for reason-or-reasons unknown wants to... I don't know, stop the house from being completed, etc - something I need to think on a little more. Romance? Yes. I don't know how graphic I'll be; probably not very. But yes, I want there to be romance. Sort of like the style of Lynsay Sands (if anyone's read her).
I was originally going to have the siren just be an ordinary human, and then get turned by the baddie (who was going to be a weretiger), but... I dunno, I've never seen the siren idea used before, and I want to be original. Thoughts, flist?State of Existence:  creative Life: Slow Me Down - Emmy Rossum |
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Apr. 25th, 2009 @ 10:57 pm
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Well. Now that the one-acts are over, I feel like I finally have time to make a proper post.
So what's new?
1. Theatre - To start off, the past month or so I've been heavily (and I do mean heavily) involved in the fourth production(s) of the year; the student-directed, student-designed series of one-acts. There were ten in total. I was involved in four; I directed and produced one, was the lighting designer for another, and acted in two more. My play, "The Patchwork Quilt", was about an old woman who had sewn the deed to her farm into an old quilt that was made of pieces of fabric collected from important places in her life, such as her deceased daughter's best dress, her mother's favorite cardigan, etc. The deed was sewn into the patch made from her wedding dress. Her other, alive daughter and her daughter's husband were a yuppie couple, basically, and greedy. They wanted to sell their mother's land for the money, but couldn't do it without the deed, so they were constantly badgering the old woman (who couldn't remember anything on account of not having her quilt) about where the deed was. After they leave, the granddaughter comes in and she, obviously, has found the quilt and has brought it back to the old woman. We proceed to two flashbacks of her life; her wedding day, with her husband, and the day she sewed the deed into the quilt. After those, the daughter and husband come back and take the quilt away, making the old woman forgetful again. And that's the end of the play. I directed it, did the makeup design, did the costumes, did the props, did the sound, all by myself. I had a lighting designer that had no idea what the fuck they were doing, so I basically did that too (with help from the assistant designer who DID know what he was doing), and while this was all going on, I was also putting together a directing book with all my materials from the production, such as costume renderings, makeup worksheets, lighting and sound cue sheets, script analysis, etc. It was tough. The play I lighting designed for was at least easy, it was basically just lights up and lights down. The two I acted in - one of them, I was a 60-year old man, one of the supporting actors, and one of them I was a retarded 15-year old with no lines.
2. Class - Finals are starting soon. I don't have a Lighting Design final, thank God, but the Theatrical Makeup is something I need to work on. I need a makeup morgue filled with pictures and I need to do two makeup worksheets; one for the design I'm putting on myself, and one for the design I'm putting on someone else. They have to be from the same play; I've decided to make myself up as Lumiere from "Beauty and the Beast" and my partner as Cogsworth. The Directing final is a critique of each one-act; we have to either turn it in the day of finals or type it up right there that day; either way, though, we have to actually be there. Same with Lighting; it's just a lecture. I'm pretty sure that's all the finals I have to take; I kind of feel like I'm being let off easy, considering my lack of a huge class load this semester. Ah well. Next semester I'm taking three different history classes (Theatre History I, World History, American History) plus Latin I. Mostly I'm taking that class cause Karena's in it, but it still looks interesting.
3. Life in General - Well. I'm going to Brandt's on May 6th or 7th, but once I get home I'm on my own for a month. Mom and Aunt Sue are flying to California for a month to take care of my uncle's estate. I'll have the house entirely to myself. I'll definitely have to get a job; thinking of applying to Mazzio's. I've absolutely got to have at least $200 by May 27 or I won't be able to go to Akon, and I've told everyone I'm going, so... fingers crossed. Come August I'm moving into Collegiate Station (apartments) with Ted, Josh, and Andee. We'll have a 4-bedroom, 2-bath apartment to ourselves, while Brandt, Rico, Chris, and Craig are moving into another one. Should be fun. Rent's $319 a month plus electric, but I've got student loans; that plus what I make over the summer plus whatever job I have during the school year should be more than enough. I just have to remember to save $600 for the insurance on my car, due in September. Brandt and Karena are going strong, Rico and Kaylene just as strong, Craig has Ivy in Florida. Eryn still has no idea I like her. I'm giving her a CD on Tuesday.State of Existence:  restless |
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Five days and it will all be over. Five days and I won't have to deal with producing a show when I signed up to DIRECT one. Five days and I won't have to deal with crummy actors who refuse to memorize their lines. Five days and I won't have to deal with a director and a technical director that expect me to fail. Five days and I won't have to deal with a lighting designer who has no fucking IDEA what the hell she's doing. Five days and I won't have to deal with the masses of paperwork that have accumulated for this dinky little one-act that I have yet to START on because of all the different rehearsals I've been rushing to (I actually have another in half an hour).
If I can just hold it together for five more days... just five more days. Five more days and I can collapse.State of Existence:  exhausted |
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I'm sunk. One of my actors has decided to go off on a jaunt to Cordell today and another, through no real fault of his own except bad handwriting, isn't going to make it to the readthrough either. Leaving me with two of four actors. Lovely. I am now irritated.
For those of you who have no idea what I'm talking about, this semester I'm taking a class in directing, and the main project of the class is directing a one-act play which will be shown at the theatre like any other show. So it's a pretty big deal.
*fumes*
Mar. 29th, 2009 @ 05:03 pm
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Rest in peace, Uncle Buzz. You will be missed.
Mar. 21st, 2009 @ 04:22 pm
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I haven't cried - broken down and sobbed - for a long time.
Apparently, walking straight into what's supposed to be a "we're mad at you, but we're going to tell you what you need to fix" session that turns into a "you don't deserve this, other people do and they're not, you messed up, you're lazy, this is unacceptable" session is one of the things that can do it to me.
What infuriates me the most is that he told me last night, "If you really want to fight for this, come armed tomorrow, look through and see what you would change if you were going to a job interview," so I did, I stayed up last night and made lists of exactly what I thought should be changed, and when I got there today it was quite obvious he was never going to listen to what I had to say. And to have to deal with both of them push-push-pushing me to admit that it was all my fault, even if most of it was, I can't stand it, and I still have to face him in class today. I may just not go, but that would be letting him win.
I think I'm still going to cry for a while, though.
Feb. 16th, 2009 @ 11:26 am
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So I've been depressed a lot lately. Missed the deadline for an audition, don't know what I'm going to do for summer now. The director hates everything about my design displays for ACTF, so it looks like I may not be going. I really want to, and am prepared to fight for it, but all the money I've spent and all the time and effort I've put in apparently means nothing. I don't know what I'm going to do about money. I have a $90 hospital bill from the accident, then a $600 insurance payment due in March, then at the end of the year I'll still owe $950, give or take.
I don't know what to do. It seems so trite and cliche to say I've been depressed to the point of suicidal tendencies, but I have thought about it. Fleeting thoughts, but still.
Feb. 15th, 2009 @ 11:45 pm
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Post your name and I'lll do each of the following:
1. I'll respond with something random about you.
2. I'll tell you which song or movie you remind me of.
3. I'll say something that only makes sense to you and me.
(if possible. If not, I'll say something that only makes sense to me.)
4. I'll tell you my first memory of you.
5. I'll tell you what animal you remind me of.
6. I'll ask you something I've always wondered about you.
7. I'll tell you my favorite thing about you.
8. I'll tell you my least favorite thing about you.
9. If you play, you MUST post this on yours
Feb. 2nd, 2009 @ 04:27 pm
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I'm chorus, and I'm Lady 2.
Devastated much? Yes. Sigh.
In other news, happy birthday, Bella. :)
Jan. 20th, 2009 @ 11:35 am
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"If you read this, if your eyes are passing over this right now, (even if we don't speak often or ever) please post a comment with a COMPLETELY MADE UP AND FICTIONAL memory of you and me.
It can be anything you want - good or bad - BUT IT HAS TO BE FAKE.
When you're finished, post this little paragraph in your LJ and see what your friends come up with."
Dec. 11th, 2008 @ 10:02 pm
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- I get my stitches out today.
- I also have an appointment to see what the large sore in the back of my throat is.
- Probably going to get a prescription, which is going to cost to fill.
- This, of course, is going to cut into my funds.
- I have one more room-and-board payment that I'm already about fifty dollars short for.
- I'm probably going to fail Script Analysis.
- My technical director is an ass. Yes, I left work because I felt like crap, and yes, after a FOUR HOUR sleep and four ibuprofen, I felt better, so yes, I went down in the evening to play a game with my friends. SO WHAT. Ass.
Dec. 10th, 2008 @ 09:28 am
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Comment and I'll give you a letter.
Then you have to list ten things you LOVE that begin with that letter.
Afterward, post this in your journal and give out some letters of your own.
![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) jupiter_lies gave me a "U". Sadistic woman. :P
1. "Under The Sea" - The Little Mermaid
2. Ultraviolet - the movie
3. Underworld: Evolution - the movie (which I actually have not seen yet)
4. Umbrellas
5. Understanding people
6. Unrealistic dreams that come true anyway because of the person involved
7. Up! - Shania Twain (rediscovered this song last night actually)
8. Underwater photography - haven't done it myself, but I like looking at it
9. Undersea exploring - again, haven't had a chance to do it myself, but I will someday
10. UK; and all my friends there.
Nov. 21st, 2008 @ 09:38 am
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So the Anime Club devolved into a Brawl session while I was in rehearsal, so that's where I went after. Surprise! Alex was there! Made me happy. I... think we flirted? Maybe? Dunno. There was lots of hugging, catching, and things, and at one point he reclined on me/I sat on him.
For those of you don't know, Alex is about a year younger than me, a senior in high school, who comes up to college on occasion to hang out with Brandt and his crew (of which I am one now apparently).
Siggggh.
Nov. 19th, 2008 @ 03:05 am
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It's been too long since I've posted here. I miss you LJ.
Consider this a.... life update, I guess.
First off, theatre. Current production - "The Odd Couple - Female Version". I'm stage manager. It's supposed to be a position of authority, director's right-hand-man, etc. With me, though, it's more "take notes, get information out, call cues". Even the director is leaving me out of the loop. If I liked stage managing, this production would make me hate it. But since I already don't like it (would much rather act - does that make me a diva? I hope not.), it's not too big a deal.
Just a week to go, and then one more gala performance on Dec. 5th. "Cabaret" auditions are coming up, I can't wait. I don't think I've ever wanted anything more than the role of "Emcee", though I'd be content with any role.
Designing props for "Circus Olympus" and stage managing "The Odd Couple" means I'm going to Texas in the spring semester. Corinne, you should come visit me while I'm there! :D I'll have to put together a design board for both my props design and my stage management design. Although stage management isn't really a "design", per se, it's more of a show of how efficient you are. Eh. Free ticket to Texas, not complaining.
Personal life, I'm a mess. I really, really, really need to do laundry, but have not had the time at all due to theatre activities. I have lots of Script Analysis and Stage Management (the class) work to do, but don't really have the time for that either. My room is a mess, I need to clean it. I'm broke; don't actively require money right now (as in, no outstanding bills/checks/debts), but being broke is never a good thing, and I don't get paid until Dec. 8th. Meaning I won't be able to buy my Secret Santa gift until at least then (I'd ask for ideas, but as the person I got is a friend of mine here on LJ, I can't).
I have a group of friends now! Of course, with me, there's always behind the scenes drama. I'm happy to report that I am officially bisexual (as in, not exclusively attracted to guys); in this group of friends I have, there's this girl I really like. Unfortunately, also in this group is the first, best friend I ever made at college (and who, thank god, I am not attracted to in the slightest). And he and this girl really like each other (like, they're about an inch away from being "official"). They're always cuddling and tickling each other, she's gone out to eat with him and his mom (!), etc. I know I'm jealous. I know that. I also know that I won't do a thing to jeopardize what they have; they're much too nice of people for me to want to break them apart. And they both like me as a friend. I'm not jeopardizing that.
The thing is, I think I'm more jealous of the fact that those two found each other, than I am that she likes him and not me. They're just so comfortable together... I've never had that. 19 years old and never had a serious relationship, what's wrong with me.
A guy is still talking to me over Facebook, but I've come to the conclusion that I'm not really interested in him. This is good; the other girl I like hates his guts (and to be honest, I can sympathize a bit; he's a bit of a chauvinist diva). Speaking of the girl, she's more friendly towards me, but otherwise no progress has been made on that front.
We recently had a new theatre major join us. He's quite flamboyant. No one likes him. He badmouths people to make himself look good, he's always trashtalking about how he could do so much better because he's been in community theatre (HA! Not that there's one thing wrong with communtiy theatre, but.... HA!) He's the costume assistant right now, and has talked to numerous people about how the costumes for the play aren't the right time period, or the right style, or the right color, etc etc. Now, coming from an actor, a bit of that is understandable. But when you're the assistant, you do NOT badmouth the designer you work under. It's beyond rude. I've been told that a couple of the guys in the theatre department have much more respect for me now that they have this guy to deal with (although I wasn't aware I was being disrespected.... *sigh*).
So that's my life in a nutshell. My relationships with the guys on my floor are distant, but good. They know my name, at least, and I've played Halo with them a couple times, so all is good. I just wish I wasn't such a mess.
Ah well. After the play is Thanksgiving break, I should be able to clean up my act over that.
Nov. 16th, 2008 @ 02:14 am
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And so, on a night of cold drizzling and blustery winds, the show "Circus Olympus" comes to a close.
Tomorrow are auditions for "The Odd Couple - Female Version".
I'm stage managing. Yay!
No rest for me. No! :(
Oh well, how does the saying go? "No rest for the wicked?"
alsoIgotreplacedinbigbrotherwhatthefuck
Oct. 14th, 2008 @ 12:16 am
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1. Grab the nearest book.
2. Open the book to page 56.
3. Find the fifth sentence.
4. Post the text of the next seven sentences in your journal along with these instructions.
5. Don't dig for your favorite book, the cool book, or the intellectual one: pick the CLOSEST.
His hair was still black, but now he glowed with health.
His face brightened when he saw Eric riding toward the party, and he glanced toward Arvin.
The Prince waved permission, and he spurred his elvensteed toward Lady Day.
Rionne followed closely.
"Bard Eric," Jachiel said, reining in.
"It is... good to see you return in health from Elfhame Bete Noir."
"It's good to be back," Eric said.
"Music to My Sorrow", Mercedes Lackey and Rosemary Edgehill. Wasn't too far away, since I was only on page 60.
Oct. 8th, 2008 @ 12:19 pm
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What the fuck... whatthefuck.
My TD can go fall in a hole. A deep, dark hole. With sharp pointy rocks at the bottom.
What does it matter, really, if I ride a scooter a few feet to put it up, instead of picking it up? Who am I really going to inconvenience if, during rehearsal, when I'm not needed, I go into the back room and mess around with a spare hula hoop? Who is it hurting? Who, in any way, is it affecting AT ALL? I get bored, I mess with things. So fucking what? There's absolutely no need to get all officious and be all "Tanner, I want you to stop playing with the props. No, don't say anything. Just stop."
Go die, pompous asshole.
Oct. 1st, 2008 @ 09:34 pm
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I has them.
No, really.
Karena, Brandt, Chris, Tiny, Ryanne, and Olivera.
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I have friends.
Not that all you guys don't count, because of course you do, but it's not like we can hang out on a regular basis.
My internet's been out recently. Like the satellite footprint shrank or something. The whole dorm lost it.
I'm avoiding PPT because May's mad at me and Ryguy's been ignoring me since before my internet cut out, so he's mad at me too. I'm embarassed to go. Psychological probably, but I'm too scared to even load the page. Sigh.
I kind of don't want to be on the internet so much anymore anyway, though. It's odd.
Sep. 29th, 2008 @ 09:48 pm
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