This is so better than Statistics

Have you ever asked yourself, how many minutes would it take in a microwave to make a cookie with honey on top unrecognizable?

Two minutes.

Two minutes and a lot of smoke.

and pickles don't explode.

the best part was that we were dickin around right outside the theatre with the microwave (being power by a very long extension cord) and two different faculty members noticed what we were doin, and neither of them told us to stop.

Steve just asked us to move it further from the door because the smoke was making the building smell terrible, and Debbie, who had actually notified the fire department because they thought the shop was burning, simply kind of chucked and told us how she felt kind of silly calling the fire department back to tell them it was just cookies (they apparently just dismissed it as "the theatre").

best people ever.

EDIT:
I may have spoken a little soon. George (the head of the department) got wind of this and today in the place where the microwave used to be there now rests a note saying something to the extent of " The microwave has been removed by George because of saftey issues for the building"

woops.

but apparently a few years ago there was a second, older microwave that's sole purpose was for melting shit....so really it was only a matter of time before they noticed.

but don't get me wrong. I do feel bad for having the microwave get taken away, but there's another one in the upper lobby, and if it's that big of a deal we can either ask for it back, have Alpha Psi Omega buy us a new one, or have someone bring in one of their own.

it's fiiiiine.

So put your arrrrrms around me, your dinner lady arms...

damn man. I cannot sleep.

I HATE note being able to fall asleep.

It really doesn't help that I've been feeling rather under-the-weather the last day and a half and really NEED the sleep. last night I was too achey and feverish and fitful to get a good nights rest...and now my brain just WONT SHUT UP and is keeping me up to all kinds of hours when I was looking forward to getting a good nights sleep, waking up early, and cutting my hair before my first class at 10.

harumph.

ok, enough bitching.

Lets see. news. I can't really think at the moment. I'm tired enough to be of no good use, but not tired enough to sleep...so please pardon my lame-ness.

Extremities just finished up it's first week of shows. It's the first mainstage of the semester, and it's an uber drama about this chic who is almost raped by this guy, but she manages to blind him with wasp repellent and lock him in her fireplace. The rest of the show is her being crazy and her roommates trying to get her to not kill him. it's intense. but it's fun for me, I'm working makeup run crew so I get to basically nap (seriously, I usually sleep through the whole first act) until intermission where Jess (the makeup designer) and I do a super fast application of latex and shit to make Joey (the rapist) have bloody, irritated eyes, a bloody nose, and this huge burn across his neck. I wish I had a good picture, it's super brutal. so that is super fun, then I am done and can chill out for the rest of the show.

not a bad gig.

Ok, I am soooooo pissed. I just figured out that I wont be able to go see OHS's musical!! It is RIGHT in the middle of finals!! FUCK! I am a terrible person. I did not see a single one of their shows. But, I mean, it's not like I just chose not to see them, I've always had some other commitment...but still. I feel terrible. I really wanted to see at LEAST the musical!!

boo.

I am so bummed.

spring break is soon! That's some news to make me happy. I am making plans to go to Auggie to see my sister, kyle, squirly, and everyone else I like who goes there, as well as make a trip in to Chicago to visit Gunnar, Di and Alex (I hope), and Dan (my valentine), plus spend some good time at home with the rents watching movies, and getting to see the Goons, and Vladipus!!

it will be a good break. it better be

okok, enough of my late night babblings...I should go try to sleep some more....

peace.

ps

The Darkness' new album One Way Ticket to Hell...and Back is awsome. It's my obsession album as of late.

and I will follow you into the dark...

life is good right now.

I feel so stupid just posting and posting about my stupid little adventures and lame college parties, but really...man, I hope you all realize that to me, it's not what I'm drinking but who I am drinking with. I hate to think that people may have this negative connotation of me because of all the stupid party shit I post on here...it's just that it's usually the fun time most recent on my mind and I have pictures that I enjoy from it, and I just love posting about my friends because it makes me happy to think about them.

Andrew and I have been thinking a lot recently about how much we will miss the seniors when they are gone...genuinely, a hole will be left in their absence. I feel so 'high school' pouting about all this, and I totally know that after about two weeks into school next year things will pick up like they were never there and all...but still.

ah, no, not sad thoughts. I am too happy for that jazz right now. I have just been like, constantly social these past few weeks and growing very close to a number of people....

I am home here.

I have so many plans for the months and years to come....I am getting this realization of just how young I am in this place and for all the crazy times I have had this year, I am only going to have more and crazier ones. and I do party waaaaaaay more than I ever expected, but I would not take back a night (well...maybe one or two....hehehee...) because it's part of a life here that I have completely embraced. I have found a wonderful breed of people that constantly are involved in theatre, do respectably in their school work, and still party frequently.

My goal? to never get a C in a class. ideally my goal is actually to keep as close to a 4.0 as possible, but I know myself well enough to know that I will not be able to keep up all A's with all the theatre I do. But I am determined to not get a C. ever. But at the same time, keep up the serious dance party scene.

I can do it.

we were laughing at how we were all becoming vampires because we are seriously creatures of the night. and hey man, that suits me just fiiiine. I've always been a night owl.

peace and love kids.

ps
you all have an assignment.
this week you have to do something out of the ordinary, something silly, fun, stupid, relaxing, exhilarating, frustrating, just anything different. spice things up a bit.

I bet it'll feel good.

My live is a movie...

so my junior year at Grovers (the fun party/award ceremony that OHS drama has at the end of the year) Tina Dardis gave me her Legacy Award entitled "My Life is Movie" because of all of our fun times sharing rediculous stories and haveing fantastic adventures. Usually it was her life that was the more exciting one because a.) she could make the most mundane event a great story and b.) unbelievable things just happened to her.

but this time, I actually felt like I was the one in a movie.

A quick history...

Dan and I met beginning-ish of last semester. He's a alumn who graduated last year, lives in Chicago, actor, fuckin cool. So he came back for a little visit and to have some fun. As soon as word got around that Dan Scobey was in town everyone who wasn't a freshman was all "Oh my god, you have to meet him, he's so awsome!" and my thought is yeah, sure, I bet he is, but it'll just be one of those awkward 'hey, I went here and now you go here...yay....lets not talk anymore' deels like it usually is whenever you are first introduced to someone. and yeah, first introduction was kinda like that, but it was in passing so no prolonged weird forced conversation. Then the night progressed at Apartment B and I was just chillin on the couch, takin a breather from the dancing, when along comes Dan. He sits down next to me and starts engaging me in conversation. Real conversation. we hit it off amazingly and wound up dancing all night and winning the party.

we talked once or twice after that night, but then things just kinda went away. I resigned myself to holding that amazing night as just a wonderful turn of events that I was happy to partake in.

then he came back for a second visit. and it was a lot like the first, we talked, laughed, got on amazingly, and won the party into the wee hours of the morn once again. but this time we promised to keep in touch. and we did.

then, as we were talking on Sunday night, lamenting the distance between us because of the obvious attraction we have, he decided that as soon as he got off work monday night he was driving down to Peoria to spend Valentines day with me.

Chicago to Peoria. at the drop of a hat. for me.

best 12:45am Valentine ever.

and a lot like a freakin romantic comedy.

so we had our first real "us" time over the next day and a half. we went to breakfast, napped, double dated to see Fun with Dick and Jane, (not my first choice, but it was a fun movie) then dined at Chuck E Cheese and played the games and crawled around in the tunnels with the little children....then had a Valentines day party at B again.

and it was wonderful.

soooo....things are very good for me. and things are very good for two of my favorite boys, both having found themselves a special someone so we can all share silly things and be happy for one another.

yeah. this is a very girly post, and a long one at that, but it was the most romantic thing that has happened to me in a while, so I had to gush.

anywhooooo

shit tons of homework awaits me. later kids.

Oh what a life...

We lost. twas expected. but man...they finished their keg before ours was barely half gone. how sad.

meh, the beer tasted like such shit. as soon as they won I tossed my cup.

losers or not though, we all had a fuckin BLAST.



My beloved big sib. Eric Svaleson, proud of Norwegian heritage drank for his country last night. (please note the "fuck finland" gloriously displayed on his belly)

Ally, our Irish wench, draped herself in an Irish flag, toted a bag of potatos, and even gave birth to a baby every so often (Seamus 1, Seamus 2, Seamus...up to at least 6) and did her best for we non seniors. I was so proud.

Paige was waved the French flag so good. That bread was delicious.

this is why I love these theatre people. we may have been at a fuckin Kill-a-Keg, but dammit, we make it AWSOME.

Next time I will drink for the Czech.

man. the torch has begun to pass...Nowaki took me in her room last night and gave me a shot of her vodka. I wish I could remember the name, but I do know that it is possibly the best kind of vodka you can get. I mean, it was special ordered for her as an sm gift, this stuff was fuckin amazing. but that's not so much the point as much as the meaning behind it. she has left the theatre party legacy in my hands. only a very select few of us have had this honor. man...next year will be different. what a legacy.

And now for something, completely different!

Adam Mamawala found Kyle through facebook, and now we're facebook friends!! ADAM MAMAWALA!! shit man, he moved away in fourth grade, I cannot even remember the last time we talked, but holy crap! we're re-connected! how insane! and you know what's even more insane? he is incredibly hot now. blarh! like, I would NOT have recognized him if I passed him on the street. it's so weird. the last time I saw him was little fourth grade Adam, and NOW...damn. so strange.

God I LOVE LIFE!!

ohoh! Requiem opened and closed this weekend too!

wow, this was a busy weekend for me! so fun!

anyways, Requiem had it's run, and we fuckin sold out to the point of turning people away both nights. and ya know what? people LOVED IT. ohhh...makes my heart so happy. it makes all the hard work and long hours so worth it. and my first design experience is now under my belt. I really really like designing costumes too....I'm planning on doing more of it....

this creature is my lovely Devin as Sin.

Well, now as I procrastinate my homework with this crazy long post, I really should at least try to be productive a little today as I try to let my body recuperate a little. this week begins tech for Extremities.

.....all this never seems to stop does it? ah well. that's the way I like life. full of friends, parties, and theatre.

it's not an STD! it's mayonaise!

man, so I was reading my last couple of blogs earlier and I realized just how shittily they are written. like, it's just awkward. am I normally that uncomfortable to read? I don't think I used to be.

anyway.

Requiem opens tonight! hooray! I hope all goes beautifully. It's a good show and everyone has worked their asses of to make this clusterfuck brainchild happen so it deserves a good run.

heeheee, so satuday night will be a exciting. I will be attending my first ever Kill-a-Keg. It is the Theatre Seniors challenging the Rest of the Department and the sad thing is they are SO going to kick our ass. There's a shit ton of them and just about all of them can DRINK. we may wind up with more in numbers, but a lot of us just either don't drink, or don't drink much. buuuuuut we'll put up a fight! it'll be fun!! hooray!

all right. back to studying for my Bio test.

peace.

hm.

well. what a night.

nothing like I thought it would be.

much more serious than I was planning....but it needed to happen.

so last night was my birthday night, so the first half of my evening was spent prancing about socializing with the fun group that had amassed at Bohemia, drinking, laughing, having a grand ole time....but then I got in to a very serious, very concerning conversation with one of my best friends. I found out he is not doing very well...in several respects. a very sobering moment in my eveing. I also wound up talking with another friend about his own lack of "group" and lonliness....

it was an evening of being a shoulder and a hug.


I feel very helpless at times.


I think a big part of it is that I cannot understand. I hate not understanding things, especially when it is something that is clearly very important. religion is a good example. I don't understand it and therefore I will find myself very uncomforable being around others who are quite the opposite and hold religion and god as huge parts of their life. I cannot grasp something so important to them, so I just don't know how to handle the situation at times. and when someone comes to me deeply upset and finding life almost too hard for them....I don't know what to do. if there even is anything I can do.

fuck man. I am 19.

18 was really a wild year.

I had so many firsts in the past year. so much has changed. I learned and grown so much. the people I have met, lost, and kept...wow.

18 is gone.

it's an awkward age, 19. I have no real feel for age anymore either. I mean, 19 doesn't feel right, it sounds young and stupid....but 20 still seems like such a landmark of fucking 20. no longer a teen with that one. but right now.....

I don't know.

I feel old in many ways, and very young in many others.

maybe that's the way I'm supposed to feel? who knows.

I wonder what 19 will bring me. I hope it's good. I hope it will be filled with love and fun and accomplishments and happy memories and great aspectations. I didn't make a New Years Resolution because New Years hasn't felt like a New Year since I was about 10, but this birthday kinda says something....I'm at least feeling retrospective....so I think I'll make a resolution for my year.

but I don't know what it will be.

I'll think on it. I'll letcha know if it's anything good.

peace out.

Happy Birthday to ME!

It's my birthday!! woooO!!

off I go to get squiffied!

: )

yeaaahhh....

Things have been going really well this semester.

granted, we're only a few weeks in, not even a month, but still....I have a good feeling about it.

J-term really gave me a chance to get close to a number of people I previously hadn't had the chance to, and a number of those relationships are still holding now which makes me happy.

I staying in my room this evening and night for the first time in about.....a really fuckin long time. Usually I'm in and out with rehearsals or meetings or just hanging out at a friends abode, but tonight, no such plans. I was in. and ya know what? IT WAS GREAT. I was able to have a little study group with some of my girls on my floor, then we ran around shooting each other with dart guns, then had girl talk, and it was WONDERFUL. Alana and Kachine are great friends with endless patience with me and my ridiculous schedule and never (seriously) give me shit for disappearing for weeks at a time. Kelly (the roomie) and I have been having a ball this semester, she's just opened up a lot and so have I. She's getting more social and it's just been so FUN to be in my room!

I've really been frequenting the apartments this past week, that's just been silly fun. real chill. nice time spent with those splendid people.

Andrew and I have been spending tons of time together, almost like we're making up for the time lost time break....it's wonderful.

while my classes aren't all the greatest, I really enjoy all my teachers, regardless of the subject so that makes everything a little better. I could be doing a little better in Bio....or do a little more reading for Civ....but that's not really important right now.

fuck. 18 is almost gone.

what a fuckin year 18 was.

hrm. well, I'll ruminate over the ridiculousness of this past year at later, I'm off to drink with my roomie till we fall asleep.

peace.

Let's go measure your nostrils!

well...this is what I look like after painting the Requiem set until 4:30am. Andrew and I painted the floor sooooo great. It looks like granite.

In other news I just got the script for the next lab show I am working on. It's called Lonely Planet by Steven Dietz and I fucking LOVE it. I am costume/makeup/hair design for it, and dammit, I just wanna drop my work on Requiem and Extremities and just focus on this show because I am so excited for it. but yeah, if you're looking for a good play to read sometime, check this one out.

Today has been an interesting day. I woke up late and had to scamper quickly to get to Technical Procedures (of theatre) on time, but when I arrived I found that class was cancled because our professor was still sick. hooray! (not for the sick, but for the no class) so I got to hang about the green room for an hour and catch a little nap with a friend.

THEN. I got to watch a life cast (when the pour the goup all over your face and it hardens so you can make a mold of your face). So part of the Special Materials class is making a life cast of your face, and for the mainstage coming up, we need a life cast of one of the characters in order to make this huge burn across his face and neck. well, I'm the assistant makeup designer sooooo I got to sneak in and watch! it was very interesting.

Luckily, one of the directors here is practically and expert on doing this, so he came in and was running things. It kind of surprised me how seriously we all had to take it, no one was allowed to crack jokes, we all had to be very calm and quite. Doug (the director) talked Joey (the one getting casted) through every little thing he was doing, there was a designated hand-holder, hand signals, everything. It was so cool. I mean, you don't really think how terrifying that must feel to only have two straws sticking out of your nose by which to breath, you cannot see, cannot speak, even your hearing will be inhibited by the half inch thick plaster.

Unfortunately, I didn't get to see the whole process today because Joe got a little freaked out pretty soon after he was covered and had to sit up and let it drip off/peel off. But it was a good experience to see what happenes when someone needs to stop. And I mean, it is so easy to get freaked out by it. Joe is not someone I would have thought would have been wierded out by it, but he's a mouth breather and he said that as soon as the pressure built up on his mouth and he felt a the little bit of plaster eek around the straws in his nose, he kind of paniced.

it was quite and interesting experience.

then we called it a day and got to play in the extra plaster. we made a big block with out handprints in it like you did in kindergarden. Becky said she would keep it for us.

mine was a thumbs up.

Tomorrow I get to go to Auggie!! woooo! I get to see Cori in her show! and see my family! for my birthday! HOORAY!!

life rocks.

ps. I accedentally hit the "erase formatting" little button guy and I do not know how to turn him back on....so sorry for the globby, non spaced out look. I dislike it as well.