So, yesterday I did a (loooooong overdue) update of my LJ profile. You should check it out, I hadn't edited it since some time in high school (maybe Freshman year of college) and it needed it. ANYWAY.

Part of this was updating my interests section. One of the things I tried to add was a book title: Angus, Thongs, and Full Frontal Snogging. However, when I hit "Save Changes" I got this error message "Sorry, you have listed an interest with 6 words. Each interest has a limit of 4 words."

WTF LiveJournal? We can only be interested in things with four word titles? So, in addition to not being able to list ATaFFS (or probably any of the other Georgia Nicholson books) you also cannot be interested in:

The Assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford
The Unbearable Lightness of Being
Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind
The True Confessions of Charlotte Doyle
The Curious Case of Benjamin Button
The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants
The Perks of Being a Wallflower
The Hound of the Baskervilles
Austin Powers: International Man of Mystery
The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe
Pirates of the Caribbean: The Curse of the Black Pearl (not even if you drop the PotC part)
How to Succeed in Business Without Really Trying
A Funny Thing Happened on the Way to the Forum
To Wong Foo, Thanks for Everything, Julie Newmar (which EVERYONE should see, because Wesley Snipes in drag)
Harold and Kumar go to White Castle
How I Met Your Mother

And that's just a small sample. These things are not obscure, LJ, what the hell were you thinking with the four word limit? I'm sure you had a reason for this nonsense, but really. You're leaving out a good chunk of things people might be fans of. You might want to reconsider.

I would have done it sooner, but I haven't been home since about 11:00 because of Peter Pan.

And on that note, Peter Pan is over now, and I'm really depressed about it. A lot of people were so ready for it to be over, and didn't like the script and/or all the stress, but I was having a great time. I mean, I really love the play, and I know it makes no sense, but I like it anyways. 

It was so much fun to do, and it was the only real play I've done all year, and I just love being on stage. I love making people laugh, and running around, and being part of a cast of people who all love and support each other. I love the inside jokes, and the sense of belonging and love, and that feeling that even if you screw up, someone will help you out. 

Nothing is ever done quite the same twice, and the ad libbing is different every night, and the jokes that go on backstage, and just... I'm really going to miss it. I really REALLY love theater. It's not what I want to do for my living, but it's something I want to do for the rest of my life.

There's nothing in the world quite like the feeling you get in your stomach the split second before you go onstage, the feeling that you're going to throw up, or pass out, but you don't. You go on, and you do your thing, and it is amazing. And no matter how many times you go on, or how many shows you do, that feeling is always there. Every single time.

Ok, I have to stop now before I cry. I'm really going to miss this show. It's been eating my life for the past two weeks, and I've loved it.

To live will be an awfully big adventure.
Scenes from my life

As we were discussing Harry Potter yesterday:

I fucking hate Cho Chang.
Ellen: Cho Chang. She doesn't do anything but cry. And occasionally play Quidditch.

As we were discussing Franklin this evening:

Abby: I have a cousin that looks like Franklin.
Me: Franklin's a turtle.
Abby: Of this, I am aware.

As we were walking inside about five minutes ago:

Gaggle of very drunk boys: *spots Abby and me returning from the theater in our dresses* Woah, woah, woah! What's new pussycat? Whoh woah woah!
Abby and I: *run inside giggling*

Honestly. Of all the things you could say to hit on a girl, that's what you go with?

Just for the record, I spent the last two nights turning pages for Janeea during the production of Nunsense that she was musical director for, and it was amazing. The girls were amazing, the singing was amazing, Janeea is amazing, there was amazingness all around. Oh, and Emily, who I barely know, but am in love with. :)

And that is a really funny show, let me tell you.

Also, since it's technically Easter now, a word about that.

I have been looking forward to a hollow chocolate bunny for about a month now. I get one every year for Easter. You might think that I'd prefer a solid chocolate rabbit (there's more chocolate involved, after all) but no. There's nothing quite as satisfying as biting into the ears of a hollow rabbit and feeling it sort of...pop.

Yeah. I'm weird. But it's late and I'm a little loopy, so, meh.

So now that I have see Once on This Island twice, I can post some thoughts about it.

I liked and disliked a lot of little things about it, but overall I enjoyed watching it, and it was very well done.

As per usual, the preceeding was only my opinions, not solid facts, and your mileage may vary.

I haven't updated in a while, despite wanting to, because I have been studying Organic Chemistry like a FIEND. However, I just took the test (and it was AWFUL) so now I can do other things with my life.

Anyways, we all got dressed up and went to the Rugby Ball on Saturday, and I just have to say two things:

1. The Echo Center is so cool. And dancing in heels and a pretty dress amongst turtles and fishes made my life complete. Dude, it was awesome. That is the way to have a dance. If I'd had my way, I wouldn't have gone down to the dance floor (to be pushed around and elbowed out of the way by drunks) but stayed dancing upstairs with the frogs. It's not like you can't hear the music up there.

2. Boys have been going to dances since oh... about 5th grade. And they still look just as awkward and uncomfortable in their stiff button-up shirts and ties now, as they did then.

I did have a good time though. And I looked good. And Abby did my hair, and I danced provocatively with Nora, and it was fun. The music wasn't horrendous, and the people were... less drunk than usual.

Oh, and Abby and Phil and I saw Chicago at the Flynn yesterday. I really liked it (especially the glitter confetti), but BILLY FLYNN DID NOT TAP DANCE!! (These are my CAPSLOCK of rage and disappointment.) He was smarmy and fantastic, but I waited the entire show to see him tap dance, and he never did. :(  Also, Roxie looked like Liza Minelli from Cabaret. No, seriously. But I really did enjoy it.

Ok, that's all for the unexciting update on my life. I shall leave you with an Abby quote: "Sadly, I cannot do the tomato soup dance while carrying tomato soup."

 Random facts about Drama Club members:

-I'm the only brown person here. - A clearly Indian freshman boy.
-I laugh like Spongebob. - Danella
-I have a twin brother. You can tell us apart because I'm significantly... broader than Kevin. Hopefully he won't come back from Ireland with a fake Irish accent, but no promises. - Andrew
-I'm a theater major, exclusively, which means that I'll be living in a cardboard box. - Michelle, Melissa, Kyla, Jenn, and more. 
-I am the only gay guy on campus to get aother gay roommate, and we have a great time. Not like that! Get your mind out of the gutter! We just share clothes. - Josh
-I'm an English major, which means that I won't be living in a cardboard box. I'll be marrying rich. - Abby
-I'm going to be the rich man that Abby marries, and I'm providing everyone with cardboard boxes! - Zach Pratt
-I'm in denial about being a senior. If anyone asks, I'm a junior part two. - Emily
-I have no idea what I'm doing with my life. - Tina.
-I'm from Alabama. - Kyle
-I'm a Biology major. I don't know what the hell I'm doing here. - Shawn
-I cheered when Shawn said he was a Bio major, because I'm one too, and there are very few in the theater department. - Me
-Was I supposed to be all bubbly and happy? - Ashley

Those are all the ones Emily, Ashley, and I can remember. But in other news, The Macarena is a techie trying to find a pencil. Ha!
Here I present a few random quotes from The Importance of Being Ernest, and the video we watched on Oscar Wilde, because I like them and I don't want to forget them. Also, Oscar Wilde was TEH AWESOME.

From Ernest:

The truth is rarely pure and never simple. - Algernon

If you are not too long, I will wait here for you all my life. - Gwendolyn

To lose one parent may be regarded as a misfortune - to lose both seems like carelessness. - Lady Bracknell

By Oscar himself:

I am afraid I play no outdoor games at all, except dominoes. I have sometimes played dominoes outside French cafes.  (He played DOMINOES. Cause he was AWESOME.)

The best way to resist temptation is to give in to it.

(When asked by a customs official if he had anything to declare when he entered America:) I have nothing to declare except my genius. 

A patriot put in jail for loving his country, loves his country. A poet put in jail for loving boys, loves boys.  (I think this may be my new favorite quote.)
I hate KnightVision. (The program that we use to register for classes.)

It took me a full hour to register for my classes this morning. It should have taken me less than five minutes. Fucking KnightVision.

Also, I spent this weekend watching Man of La Mancha at Castleton and Fiddler on the Roof at the Flynn. And honestly, Castleton's show was better. They just have this intensity that I rarely see anywhere else. And Kevin? Oh, I heart Kevin. And Julian. And of course, HEATHER THE HORSE! Awwww... She was so good. (Also, Heather Barnes was a donkey. Again. I almost died giggling at that.)

Moral of the story: Castelton rocks, and Lyric theater was just meh. (AND I LOVE MY CASTLETON PEEPS!)

In other news, I have about 5 different projects that I need to get done before THANKSGIVING BREAK!!! WOOOOO! DEER CAMP IN A WEEK AND 2 DAYS!!!!!!!

So I'm gonna go get started on that!
Just saw Romeo and Juliet at the Paramount, and it was amazing, as the summer Shakespeare plays always are.

Josh was hysterical, and everyone did a wonderful job, and it was so very well acted, and the set was beautiful, and the only thing I didn't like about the whole play were the sleeves on Anna Baker's dress.

And Wes was actually not as bad a Tybalt as I had feared he might be. (Of course Jacob was as good a Mercutio as I knew he would be. Way to do my favorite character proud! I don't even KNOW Jacob and I like him.)

Also, I believed the chemistry between Anna and Pat. They sold it and I bought it.

Heh. Pat was emo. Hahahahahaha! I do love him though. And Anna. And the other Anna. And Josh. And everyone else. It was very very good. CONGRATULATIONS

P.S. A hippie commune thing has set up camp in the pit. WTF?
Reason number 569835 to not have frosted glass doors:

You can't see through the fucking things. Which leads you to push open the door and smack the poor water delivery guy in the wrist. (And then he sues you, and your company, and the idiot who decided to put frosted glass doors in too, if he's smart.)

Well, another year, another Party on the Hill. And it was AWESOME.

We played Volleyball for Theater Kids... In which people scream and duck instead of hitting the ball, and if you make contact, we all cheer. Even if the ball ends up in a tree.

The bugs weren't even all that bad, the fireworks were spectacular, we played poker and dominoes and the food was good and Kim and Sarah and Hannah and Janeea are awesome, and it really is a redneck party. And I love it.

Also, Sidney and Charlotte are just too fucking cute. ARGH. They came over last night and went swimming and then proceeded to trash my room, but I didn't really mind, because they're SO CUTE. (Sidney is almost 4 and Charlotte will be 2 on the 23rd, same as Emalee.)

Which reminds me, MY BIRTHDAY IS FRIDAY! YIPPEE!!! 19 years. They just flew by, really.

I had more stuff to say, but now I forget. Oh well.

P.S. Presents for Hannah! Clickie!
Look at all the pretties! )
In the past few days I have

1. Finished The Da Vinci Code.
Verdict: Liked it. Wasn't very shocked, but was very involved just the same. Wish to discuss it with people, and see the movie.

2. Watched Trash and The Message.
Verdict: Firefly still rocks hardcore, I can kill you with my brain, and the second one was sad.

3. Seen Beauty and the Beast at the Paramount.
Verdict: It was ok, but no Disney. Mrs. Whitman can sing, but she CANNOT ACT. Gaston and Lefou were amazing.

And those are all the opinions I currently have to share.

Footloose was AMAZING. You guys were fantastic, especially Aaron and Anna. Gah.

The only thing that was off was Hannah Loso. She just spent the whole play looking sort of lost and confused. Like, she watched other people while dancing, like she didn't know what to do, and there were big pauses before all of her lines, and I just don't know what was wonrg with her.

But I say yet again that Aaron and Anna are going places.

And of course Cathleen can really really sing.

As you all know though, the leads are nothing without the rest of the cast, and you all did a fantastic job. And the cast is nothing without the tech people, and I admire the ability to move heavy sets in long sleeved black outfits under freaking hot lights. I really do. And Anna did a really good job with the makeup. It took me forever to notice that the principal was in fact Karla, and the moustaches? Great.

Overall, it was engaging and sad and funny and well done and just lovely.

Benefits of being involved in the SMC theater department:

1. "Rehearsals" which consist of going downtown, taking pictures, making fun of seagulls, making out with stone bears, riding stone deer, taking over the world, molesting the leapfrog statue, and spending two hours in Dorba Tea talking and drinking tea.

2. Free tea and Jerusalem pitas. (Both Dobra Tea and the pitas come highly recommended, I might add.) They were free because JvL bought them and can write them off as a 'business expense' of our 'rehesarsal' so the drama club ends up paying. Nice to know I'm making good use of the tuition I'm not actually paying...

3. Free tickets to see Jekyll and Hyde (NOT THE MUSICAL, just a play) which would have been $27 otherwise. Not to mention getting in on the fact that this play was being put on tonight, which I didn't know until this afternoon, and it was SO GOOD!

4. Having the opportunity to hang out basically all day with totally awesome people.

5. With whom you can discuss such varied topics as Harry Potter, Lifehouse, dragons, the drama of drama, and Jack the Ripper.

6. Being invited to go out places instead of sitting alone in my room all the time.

Ahhhhh. It was SUCH a good day.
The Long Awaited (Titleless) Play! )

Comment, critique, compliment, tell me: did the point come through clearly? I'll probably have handed it in by the time I get any comments, but I'll appreciate it just the same.
So last night I went to Hooters for the first time.

Conclusions: I liked the shirts, the girls were... well qualified for their jobs, but the shorts were a definate turn-off. It was also very 80's, which is cool. Like, they had on leg warmers. (On very nice legs I might add.) And there were just as many famalies/girls there as there were guys oogling. It's exactly what they say, tacky, but it's not like porn or anything. And the food was good. Not like spectacular or anything, but better than the stuff I usually eat up here so I was happy.

This restaurant review brought to you by the snowstorm I had to drive through to get there.

Then I went to my very first college party. OMG.
Yes, people were drinking. No, I was not one of them. Even if I had wanted to, which I didn't, the meds I'm on say in big letters on the bottle "do not drink alcoholic bevergaes while taking this medication."

So it was loud and there were a lot of people, and Ashley and I spent a lot of time trying to avoid Julia, who was obviously drunk and apparantly lonely. And for some reason wanted Ashley.

But besides her, no one got really really drunk, so it was ok. After a couple hours all the obnoxious people left and only the cool theater people were left and we spent like two hours talking about theater and things that have gone wrong on and off stage. That was fun.

I got a hug from this guy Kevin (who was a bit drunk because he doesn't even know my name, I don't think) when he left and I realized that that's the most physical male contact I've had in like over a year. Not that that matters, but it was just an intereating relization.

I met all the girls I'm going to be living with in the suite next year, and they're all really cool. I'm excited. I hope we get it.

And then we told ghost stories and freaked Ashley out, and I got invited to go bowling today, but I can't go because I'm hosting a prospective student.

So I stayed out until at least 3:00am. I am awesome.

Now I have to go clean my room so miss prospective student doesn't think I am a total slob.

I love all my Encore children.

Which is why I am not laughing at the anxiety over the cast list. Much.

Because I remember all that, the waiting for the e-mail, or for it to be on the board, scanning it to see your name, and then going back to see who got the part you wanted, or what everyone else got, or what part the person who wanted your part got, or crying (with joy or sadness) or sitting there in disbelief wondering why you're a Junior and it's a huge cast and yet you got no part at all...

I remember that.

But it's sort of like when I didn't try out for Once on This Island and then I sat in math class listening to the drama, and trying so hard not to laugh because you all KNOW that the way it starts is never the way it ends, and most of you have other plays to try out for in the future, and lots of you will pick up a tech position and be GREAT at it, and by the time the show is done all the bitterness will be gone and in a year all you'll remember is what a great show it was and how you thought the casting was weird at first but look how great it turned out!

(Yes, I know that doesn't always happen, and some people remain bitter and we all remember some bad casting choices and some shows still haunt me... Jane Eyre (but not for the casting, for the Paratokes... *shudder*))

But the bottom line is the show must go on, and act well your part, no matter how small and stupid it seems. (Nobody will get this, but "there are no small ponds, only small pond actors.")

I'm not saying stop the drama, or that you have no right to be indignant because you got tree number 6, because you do, all I'm saying is please forgive the smile on my face when we talk about it because I'm nostalgic and it's always funnier when you're not part of it anymore.

*Love you all!*
May I just begin by saying that I heart Castleton theater productions, (all the ones I've seen) and all the actors and actresses therein? (And crew people too.) Of course I may, this is my journal.

Translation: Cabaret = awesome. (I can now go to my grave having seen Shawn Dayton dance around as a girl in lingere...)

I also saw A Funny Thing Happened On The Way To The Forum at the Flynn today. It was superbly done, but the version I saw in Elmira was funnier.

Oh, yes, and Heather, he's cute. You have the Megan Denardo seal of approval.

On the more boring/mundane side of life, I love my mommy because she is awesome. And she bought me new boots. And took me to Sweetwaters. Mmmmmmmm... Yay Mom!

Also, I heart Hannahmylove.

God Renee, where are you when I need you?

I'm was reading Ragtime the book, (you knew it was a book right?) and listen to this quote:

"He drove through small towns in Georgia where in the scant shade of the trees in the squares citizens spoke of hanging the Jew Leo Frank for what he had done to a fourteen year old Christian girl, Mary Phagan."

Holy Fuck.

That's ironic isn't it? The two plays that we saw first in Nebraska, the two plays that made me cry, the two historical plays about injustice, both just thrown together like that. That's awesome.


I still don't have the soundtrack to Parade you know.
The Renaissance Fair was good.

It wasn't as good as it's been in years past, but it wasn't bad either. I think a lot of people had left because it was the last day.

The handpainted glass people were awesome and sketchy. Yay sketchy people!

And the theme was all A Midsummer Night's Dream with Obaron and Tatiana and a changeling boy and everything. That was exciting.

As was Katie Ahearn, who had rather a large part and an indeterminate Eastern European accent.

They did Willy Wonka's Witches which was Macbeth only not, and I volunteered to play MacDuff, because he and his champion, Malcolm, win in the end. Yay winners!

I had fun. I bought a candle holder and a ring for me, and one for Janeea. (There were no circlets! I was so sad!)

That's all. Now I'm off to read Life of Pi

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