Em

Despite not celebrating the holiday this year....
I am thankful for:

-being here and having the opportunity of a lifetime
-having one of my best friends here, alittle bit of home goes a long way
-my family- my life would be so empty without them
-TYT for giving me a jump start into a wonderful career and letting me grow up around theatre and wonderful people
-the cult/warmth/whatever we're called. because to have a solid group of friends like that back home is an amazing blessing. what would i do without you guys?
-UVM for being my perfect 2nd home. I can't explain how great it is to love my school
-the friendships i have formed at UVM, they may only be a year old... but that doesn't matter in terms of how much i love you
-even for the bad friendships i've had over the years- for what they have taught me
-for shindigs. To have it for life.
-for the Kings Head Theatre. What an internship
-for having more time here and not having to go home for a month
-for only having a month here and going home.


:) Well... Thank you

I'm used to my job asking me to stay and finish the run... it happens...

Today my director, with encouragement from cast members... offered me a job training, with room and board (including meals) included.

fuuuuuuuccccckkkkkk


also, boys are confusing. stop that.

Banner kind of stolen from Troy :)

Oh my goodness I love work!

Hoaky so. Basically there was this new work of a one woman show (one act lenght.. bout an hour and a half) that they were doing a reading of, so I got to stage manage it. Pretty sick. Basically I just ran the boards (lights and sound) and such. We rehearsed, teched and dressed within 36 hours. The show itself is not the best, but the director was awesome.

And the artistic director gave me a plant as a present. So now I have a friend. Who needs a name (Molly, you are all over that). And afterwards they had a bunch of food and drinks, so I dug into that and hung out with work people (the younger crowd.. .the 20s) and we had a blast. Its just a great enviroment and they really like me and everyone is awesome.

And I'm rehearsal assistant stage managing Peter Pan (their big main stage). They asked me to really ASM, but I would have to stay until January. I was really tempted, but I know I couldn't do that.

Last night was pretty hysterical. Cassie, Jamie and Allie visited me at work (well, after work, I just hung out and had a pint at the pub), we had a drink and then went down the street to a dessert place and ate pieces of heaven. I have not laughed so hard in a very long time. I was literally crying. For some reason we got to talking about my dream fantasy based wedding- which ended up including unicorns, doves, dalmations, and a dress made of clouds. Don't even ask.   Then we went to Platform 9 3/4s and I was the only one brave enough to take toolish pictures. I was then cruicio-ed by some kids that were hanging otu there in costume. Not gonna lie... I was mildy offended. Fucking child death eaters.

I really can't get over the mixed feelings. I effing love it here, especially after tonight when I was just hanging around with british people my own age. My internship is awesome, I'm seeing a shitload of shows, I'm IN LONDON, and there are a ton of cool people I'm living with. I don't want to leave.
That being said, I don't like that I'm not at home. I wish more than anything right now that I was living in my apartment or back in my room last semester. It's wierd to not come home to that everynight like I used to.  And of course, I miss the cult/warmth/whatever we are. It's going to be a blast spending everyday of break together. And I miss RTT like nothing else. Even with all the drama.

Life is pretty good.

After all this, I can’t really do a decent job of a good life update. But being back in London is great. I started work, which is wonderful. I’m stage managing something (just a new work that is just a couple days preview) but I’m rehearsal assistant director for their Peter Pan. It’s all quite exciting and I love it a lot, after a week I feel really settled in.

 That being said, I miss everyone terribly. I’m in love with London, but I think about home constantly. I am stuck in 2 worlds, but it is wonderful. I can’t believe how lucky I am.

Thank you to any of you that actually read this :)

Some people questioned why I was going to see a show in London that I had already seen in the states...
http://youtube.com/watch?v=zA3tFdkbna4
Maybe that will explain it.


I'll post an actual update soon, because I feel like it is needed

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finals are done.
i don't care how i did.
i don't care that i haven't slept.
leaving for amsterdam in like an hour.


funny, last time i finished finals i got to travel around europe as well. i'd be okay if this was a pattern ;)
study abroad is a good thing
i'm halfway done?
WHAT?!

you want a postcard, please send me your address, i shall buy numerous :) :)

this may or not be the worst paper i've ever written
though i've done it in a matter of hours- thats gotta count for something

why is it not 12pm tomorrow so I can be done with finals and packing for an incredible week?

One final down.
Not bad, not bad.
Paper done. I'm pretty happy with it.
Miss Puccio face helped me edit the shit out of it last night, so it defitely improved from my word vomit.

tonight was pretty sick.
Study party with Bryna
Then me and Tea killed a bottle of wine while watching Peter Pan w/ Bryna and Alicia.
Such a good movie
Such good times.

I miss the Cupcake.
Ya know, just saying.

Tomorrow is going to be crazy day of work/studying/packing
But Friday I'm in Amsterdam
and then Italy
and then Paris.
Can we say best week ever?

Alrighty, I should sleep tonight if I want to enjoy my life.
So peace.

I realized something very sad tonight
Every final I have taken since freshman year I have worn the same outfit: jeans, my Ithaca Theatre shirt and my Wicked tee shirt with my Sox hat. I'm not all that surperstiuous, in fact this is the only thing I do that would remotely be like that... but all the same, its my outfit for finals.

I didn't bring those shirts with me.
I have a final tomorrow.
Damn.

Guess I should study harder....

This is quite frusterating.
I have all the ideas in my head. And I'm pretty proud of them.
I'm just having a hard time articulating them.
I even made an outline... I NEVER do that!
My writing's getting choppy... I'm usually better than that.
And I really want this to be a good paper since british professors grade harder.

I am pleased with my starbucks productivity. One cup of coffee and I was OFF.
I just need to be able to use real sentences to get all this out.

maybe i make dinner....

New Goal: no regrets.

Live it up.



Oh, and buy pepper.

So i looked at my bank account the other day and had a mild breakdown. I had spent alot of money.
So I made a decesion to cancel part of my weeklong trip.
Turns out I can't do that without spending more money.
So basically, I can't eat for the rest of the semester.

Also means that first half of next semester I'm going to work as much as I can so I can have money for spring break.

I'm looking foward to not having money ever.
But its okay. I'll go to Amsterdam, have a good time... and not eat, ever.

I.Hate.Money.

I think I'm in limbo.
Not sure

Finding Nemo might just be one of the greatest films of all time...

Pearl: See, this tentacle is actually shorter than all my other tentacles but you can't really tell, especially when I twirl them like this...

Mr. Ray: Well, Nemo — all new explorers must answer a science question.
Nemo: [worried] Okay.
Mr. Ray: You live in what kind of home?
Nemo: [confidently] An an-ne-me-ne-mo-nem-ee!
Nemo: [not so confidently] A-nem-mo-ne-men… me-ne-mo-nee!
Mr. Ray: Okay, okay. Don't hurt yourself.

Pearl: Hey, you guys made me ink.

Sheldon: Oh, look at me. I'm gonna touch the butt.

Sheldon: He touched the butt!

Marlin [to Dory]: Something's wrong with you, really.

Sharks: I am a nice shark, not a mindless eating machine. If I am to change this image, I must first change myself. Fish are friends, not food.

Bruce: I never knew my father!

Dory: Hey, look. "Esc-a-pay". I wonder what that means? That's funny, it's spelled just like the word "escape."

Dory: [dreaming] Uhhh... the sea monkeys have my money... yes, I'm a natural blue...

Dory: Who's that?
Marlin: Who's that? Who could it be?! It's me
Dory: Are... are you my conscience?
Marlin: [sighs, exasperated] Yes. Yes, I'm your conscience. We haven't spoken for a while. How are you?
Dory: Meh. Can't complain.

Dory: [singing] Just keep swimming. Just keep swimming. Just keep swimming, swimming, swimming. What do we do? We swim, swim.
Marlin: Dory, no singing.
Dory: [continuing] Ha, ha, ha, ha, ho. I love to swim. When you want to swim you want to swim.

Marlin: Good feelings gone.

Marlin: We did it, we did it oh yeah yeah yeah! No eating here tonight, Woo!
Marlin and Dory: Eating here tonight!
Dory: No no no eating here tonight, your on a diet!


Bloat: Nemo! Newcomer of orange and white! You have been summoned to the top of Mt. Wannahokaloogie to join with us, in the fraternal bonds... of tankhood.

Gill: From this moment on, you shall now be known as Sharkbait.
Bloat, Gurgle, Bubbles: Sharkbait! Hoo ha ha!
Gill: Welcome, Brother Sharkbait!
Bloat, Gurgle, Bubbles: Sharkbait! Hoo ha ha!
Gill: Enough with the Sharkbait.
Gurgle: Sharkbait! Hoo... bop pa doo.

Dory: [Dory playing with a baby jellyfish] I shall call him squishy, and he shall be mine, and he shall be my squishy!

Crush: Oh, intro. Jelly-Man, Offspring. Offspring, Jelly-Man.

Marlin: It's like he's trying to speak to me, I know it. You know you're really cute, but I don't know what you are saying!

Dory: His son Bingo...
Marlin: Nemo.

Dory: [about the humpback whale] Maybe he only speaks whale.
[slowly and deeply, imitating the whale]
Dory: Mooo... Weeee neeeed...
Marlin: Dory?
Dory: ...tooo fiiind hiiis sooon.
Marlin: What are you doing? Are you sure you speak whale?
Dory: Caaaan yoooou giive uuuus direeeeectioooons?
Marlin: Dory! Heaven knows what you're saying! See, he's swimming away.
Dory: Cooome baaaaack.
Marlin: He's not coming back. You offended him.
Dory: Maybe a different dialect. Mmmmoooooowaaaaah...
Marlin: Dory! This is not whale. You're speaking like, upset stomach.
Dory: Maybe I should try humpback.
Marlin: No, don't try humpback.
Dory: Woooooo! Woooooo!
Marlin: Okay, now you really do sound sick.
Dory :Maybe louder. Rah! Rah!
Malrin: Don't do that!
Dory: Too much orca. Did it sound a little orca-ish to you?
Marlin: It doesn't sound orca. It sounds like nothing I've ever heard!

Dory: I don't worry, whales don't eat clownfish, they eat krill.
Krill: Swim away!
Dory: Oh look! Krill!

Marlin: I promised I'd never let anything happen to him.
Dory: Hmm. That's a funny thing to promise.
Marlin: What?
Dory: Well you can't never let anything happen to him. Then nothing would ever happen to him. Not much fun for little Harpo.

Nigel: Okay don't make any sudden moves. Just hope onto my mouth if you want to live.

Dory: No. No, you can't... STOP. Please don't go away. Please? No one's ever stuck with me for so long before. And if you leave... if you leave... I just, I remember things better with you. I do, look. P. Sherman, forty-two... forty-two... I remember it, I do. It's there, I know it is, because when I look at you, I can feel it. And-and I look at you, and I... and I'm home. Please... I don't want that to go away. I don't want to forget.

I am sick in London.
Effing christ

Ireland was pretty effing awesome.
Someday I'll go back.
And someday I'll find a reason to live there.
Dublin really isn't my city ... but I'll find a good place.
Allie and I had a pretty awesome time "livin' the dream"

In celebration of my being here for 1 month and me finally feeling at home, I bought myself a stuffed animal at Harrods. Granted, I can't afford groceries for awhile, but it's okay, b/c he's my new best friend.

Speaking of, I pretty much miss my friends alot.
AIM doesn't cut it sometimes.
Sometimes you just need to be around to give a hug or something. Or to kick someone's ass.
I miss voices too.

Its finally feeling like Fall here. I had forgotten what cold was. I'm pretty pumped for Fall/Winter here.
I'm REALLY pumped for Christmas time... but we still have 2 months for that.

God, even my roommates CELL PHONE RING is annoyinng and loud and makes me want to end something.

Alright, after a very accomplished day of errands, its time to sit down and write some postcards. Bout that time.

I hope this is just allergies. I refuse to get sick in London.
I will not get sick in London. I will not get sick in London. I will not get sick in London.
I need a Guinness

I swear to god I am going to end my roommate.
I need to stop being placed in such shit living situations.

"Because I love rocks. Because I love you. I do. I love you. Isn’t that silly? When I’m not dreaming of rocks. I’m dreaming about you. For the past six weeks I’ve dreamt about you. It helps me get up. It helps me make sure m bed is perfectly made so I’m not punished. It helps me push to get a place in the toilet line. It hlpes me eat the stinking food. It helps me put up with the constant fight in the barracks. Knowing I’ll see you. At least out of the corner of my eyes. In passing. It’s a reason to live. So I’m glad I’m here."
-Bent

fly to england. go see Bent.
Its the most amazing show I've seen in a long time.
Its like getting your heart broken.

For 2 and a half hours.

You know what I love? Classes that you are dreading and end up being surprisingly good.
My 9am-1pm theatre class is usually quite dry. My professor is a theatre critic who tends to be very opinionated and although quite humerous at times, I have a hard time liking what he says. But today was actually a very engaging class.
We had a critic come in to talk to us who has been working at the Gaudian for 30 years. Certainly knows his stuff. It was very refreshing to get a critic who really loved what he did- writing critique as an artform. He took his job very seriously and the way he explained his process and why he did/did not like shows was very fascinating and great to hear. While I did not agree with some of his critiques, I did respect why he had those opinions. Recently, and maybe it has alot to do with American journalists, I had a hard time sifting through the bull shit of theatre reviews and find a critic that truely knows what they are talking about.
I spoke with him after class about the RSC's summer season in Stratford which was fun b/c we had very similar opinions of Romeo and Juliet (complete rubbish) and Midsummer (beatiful worK). And fun fact for the Eurotheatre kids- the cast of the Midsummer that we saw has been booked for a 2 year tour which they've already started. They're doing very well.

Anyways, it was nice to have a surprisingly engaging class today since I had expected to have the morning drag on.

Speaking of good theatre- I'm off (after my power nap) to try to get tickets to see Bent, a show that just opened starring Alan Cumming (STEFFI!!!). Its cool b/c I had read about it in one of my randomhasnopointbecausewenevertalkabouttheminclass readings for this class and it struck me as a show that I would love to read someday. Low and behold its OPENING a week after I read the description of it and seems like its going to be great. So I'm very excited about that.

In other news Allie and I are headed to Dublin in 2 days. I hope we get all in that we want to- our laundry list of things to do is growing every minute. My European travel has begun! Its great b/c just acouple months ago the most out-of-the-country travel had been Canada or the Caribbean, and it was driving me nuts. After this summer of Paris/England and the trips I have coming up, I shall be quite the traveller! It only inspires me to think of more and more places I want to go to later in my life. I guess most of that can be saved for a future backpacking exploration, no?

Hmmm I really did not intend to write this much this morning- just a quick note about a good class.
Anyways, I miss you all alot. I can't believe its almost been a month. Seems like just yesterday I road tripped it up to VT or I was sitting at Bryan's firepit. God, I sound like I'm 80 and reflecting back to the good ol' days. Who reads this stuff anyways? haha

Okay, quick nap time.