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[10:43pm, April 12th] |
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I just watched Penelope; it was really very good. Which is an understatement considering how muc
Now I feel like making a list of the best romantic movies ever. Or at least the ones you people like, because a movie certainly doesn't have to be a cinematic masterpiece just to be liked and enjoyed. You'd think I'd be an elitist after spending so much time waist-deep in performance, but really, the bad shows are hilarious, which means they're enjoyable too. Just on a completely different level.
So, um, with all that preamble aside: which are your personal favorites when it comes to guilty pleasure romantic fuzz? Mine is, unsurprisingly, The Princess Bride.
(I've never pretended I wasn't a fan of unadulterated fluff.)
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| the sister is philosophical. |
[12:42pm, April 6th] |
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I went to go see Dotty these week. I think she's getting wors
[A few pen-taps. Rethinking.]
Every day, I pass these advertisements plastered up on a telephone post by the theatre: "Reincarnation and Past Lives — Dreams — Soul Travel." I finally stopped to read the flyers this week, and now I'm looking at their website. Unfortunately, it's all about divine love and "the Light and Sound of God", whatever that means. I was hoping for— I don't know, instant ways to access your past lives, maybe?
"A Tip for Learning about Your Past Lives
What Pulls You?
An attraction, say, to knights, medieval wars, and battles could be from a faint memory of past lives in some period of history. A Civil War buff, no doubt, saw military service during the tumultuous 1860s. That war left such a scar on the American nation that it still reveals itself as a deeply felt interest in Civil War history.
A child with a passion for model airplanes might have flown as an aviator in World War I or II, or even as a starship commander from Atlantis.
Someone with a feeling of ill will toward a certain church or country for no apparent reason may once have been a victim of religious or political fervor. An ailment without a known cause, such as a chronic neck pain, may be a tip-off that a person was once hanged or beheaded.
Whenever strong loves or hates appear with no seeming cause, it means we are drawing the past into the present by agreement."
('Past Lives, Dreams, and Soul Travel' by Harold Klemp.)
I've never been very religious. I believed in my family; not some random omnicient being. I remember thinking reincarnation was stupid when I was younger. But considering what we are... um, well, you have to admit, that excerpt applies really well to us. I'm not about to go pouring my money out to some absurd religious cult, but maybe I'll look into some other spiritualism things (meditation? must check) to tap into old memories.
Because I can't rem
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| the sister picks up her journal -- for a purpose. |
[5:00pm, March 16th] |
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Normally I go to my roommate for my concerns, but, um, I don't think Velvet can actually help this time around. Sorry, honey.
I think I need some big tough men. The Hirschfeld is getting rid of a lot of the junky props and broken furniture that we can't use anymore, and I've received the epic task of dealing with all of it. I, er, need to get these chairs and tables and lamps and feather boas and god-knows-what-else to the pawn shop, and then to the Salvation Army afterwards. I've borrowed a van from a friend, but does someone out there not mind lifting heavy things?
I can't exactly pay you for it, but I can keep you company with what's hopefully good banter. And pay for coffee afterwards, or something. Oh, I don't know. I figured that with all of the propositions and accusations and invites flying around on these things, I might as well use it for a good cause.
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| the infamous day approaches. |
[5:10am, February 11th] |
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Is it that time of year already?
I don't take candygrams seriously. Does anyone ever take candygrams seriously? Or what about those little singing minstrels you can hire to serenade others? They really do have a lot of awfully strange ideas and inventions all over the place for Valentine's Day, and half of them are just so ridiculous they don't really count as, you know, um, actual signs of romance. Love Hearts. How are little candied hearts with sassy statements on them symbols of absolute love? We're supposed to be the fairytale endings, too, you know, the entire 'happily ever after' thing. "Twu wuv."
(If you catch the reference, you are an incredible person and I think we should rewatch that movie together sometime.)
I don't feel particularly special or anything, though. We're just regular people. Just because there were such things as blaring trumpets and happy parades and weddings with confetti written down on paper for us doesn't mean that here today in 2008 we're not, er, completely regular. Sitting around watching Valentine's Day approaching and getting just as happy or just as lonely as everyone else on this planet.
And it's just another holiday. I do like seeing how happy everyone is with each other, though. Everyone complains about how it's a Hallmark holiday, but, well, I like the ideas behind it. It's not like it's a malicious day or anything. Maybe I'll feel like a bitter spinster on the 14th itself, but that doesn't really matter.
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| 8. time for awkward swan talk. |
[2:12pm, February 3rd] |
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[Sunday. Entire post locked to Cygna Jones, Holden Weiss, and Noah Marks.]
Hello! Holden, Noah? Are you two reading this? I was thinking maybe it was time for a, um, conversation! A discussion. Touching base. Recapping. Reconnecting. We should do this more often.
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| 7. ponderations. |
[1:33am, January 27th] |
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I've been feeling a bit better now. Vel, I'm sorry that I've kept using up all of the hot water this week. But I just discovered that, um, it's a good place to think, you know? And of course I sing in the shower -- that's not surprising, since I sing pretty much anytime my mind wanders, and so the shower's particularly susceptible to that sort of thing.
I remember my mother used to sing a lot. She put me to sleep that way, so I can't help but pick up where she left off. It's like life isn't exactly complete unless it has some sort of background music to it, so I try to fill that space whenever I can. Does anyone else know what I mean?
Either way, I've been using this entire week to unwind, and it seems to have gone pretty well. I'm sorry I didn't join for that girlynight, Cassia -- it just didn't seem right for this weekend, so I watched some TV with Velvet and went to bed with a book instead.
And Evan? Thank you.
Holden?
[...]
Rick?
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| 6. the sister worries. |
[12:35am, January 16th] |
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[Immediately after this.]
[Private to Rick]
You're late!
[/private]
[To everyone else who isn't him.]
Those of you who know Rick Jones: have you heard anything from him saying he's gotten back yet? Or about an extension of his stay, maybe? If he was going to be gone longer, someone out there ought to know about it. I just felt like checking up, is all.
Those of you who don't: um, just carry on, I suppose?.
It's probably all just undue fretting anyway. He'll be back tomorrow explaining why he hasn't called and then we'll all laugh about it.
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[11:35pm, January 5th] |
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RENT -- santa fe |
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"You teach?"
"Yeah, I teach. Computer age philosophy,
but my students would rather watch TV."
"America."
"America!"
You're a sensitive aesthete
Brush the sauce onto the meat
You could make the menu sparkle with rhyme.
You could drum a gentle drum,
I could seat guests as they come,
Chatting not about Heidegger, but wine!
Let's open up a restaurant in Santa Fe,
Our labors would reap financial gains.
We'll open up a restaurant in Santa Fe,
And save from devastation our brains.
"Santa Fe" isn't exactly the most popular song from RENT, but it's definitely one of my favourites. I find it rather... oddly comforting, in a way? But then again, "La Vie Boheme" makes me happy too, so maybe that's not actually too strange. And I bet absolutely all of you have music that just automatically makes you feel better. [Doodled smiley.]
One of the drawbacks of working with musicals, though -- just in case you were wondering! -- is that the songs end up irresistibly stuck in your head. Which is why I've chosen to listen to other musicals on repeat instead, so I can stop singing "A Tough Act to Follow" nonstop. Trying to drive it out of my mind, you know?
... although, now that I think about it, I'm driving a song out only to replace it with other unbelievably catchy music. Drat. It's a bit of a vicious cycle, isn't it.
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[1:15am, December 31st] |
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It was strange watching I Am Legend. Their landscapes and sets were absolutely gorgeous, and I loved the visuals they put together for the city: New York was ruined and post-apocalyptic-y and empty and... oh, gosh, I don't know, it was just so utterly realistic and eerie. Because this is home. The only home I've ever, ever known, and I just saw it broken. Coming out of the theatre, I had to remind myself that it was still here.
[...]
Or maybe that's just me getting too absorbed in these films? I don't know.
Oh! And I know there's something else going on, and that this is awfully short notice, but if you're not as much of the party-hard type, Velvet and I are having a smallish party on New Year's Eve. Vel's a decent cook and our friends are all very nice company, so if someone's rather lonely and feels like popping by, my number's 212-531-4723 [scribbled out, replaced:] you can drop us a message here. We live at Morningside Heights. Maddie, C.J., do you want to come? And Holden, dear, I'm forcing you to show up.
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[10:03pm, December 23rd] |
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Maddie, these aren't stockings!
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| 2. |
[1:15am, November 25th] |
[Copied and scribbled down from a news article.]
NEW YORK (AP) — Striking stagehands and theater producers agreed Saturday to return to the bargaining table, nearly a week after negotiations collapsed and kept most of Broadway dark during the lucrative Thanksgiving week — the second full week of no performances. The plans for Sunday were announced by Charlotte St. Martin, executive director of the League of American Theatres and Producers, and was confirmed by the stagehands union.
"We are glad they accepted our invitation to negotiate," said Bruce Cohen, a spokesman for Local 1 of the International Alliance of Theatrical Stage Employees.
More than two dozen plays and musicals have been closed since Nov. 10, when the stagehands walked off the job.
Oh, happy days! And this right on the heels of the WGA finally solving their own strike muddle. I hope these negotiations end favorably too so everything can finally go back to normal. Well. Insofar as things could be called normal in my life, I suppose. Holden, Will, we should go out and do something before I (maybe possibly) have to get back to work.
My roomie has been looking awfully stressed lately. I wonder if I should spike her tea with sleeping herbs.
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[4:58pm, November 12th] |
Nowadays, I find that I'm spending most of my time wasting away online, reading news stories. It really is strike season, isn't it? It's bad enough with the WGA fading out (and everything going topsy-turvy over at To Bed, or so it seems)... I mean, there's picketing all over outside the network buildings; you should check it out if you can. There's even more in LA, obviously, but NYC's pretty active too.
But now IATSE's gone on their first strike ever, and since I support Local 1, that means I can't go to work. That's the International Alliance of Theatrical Stage Employes, for those unfamiliar. The shows are dark. "Curtains" are, if you'll excuse my pun, down. Stagehands are out. My theatre's closed. I feel bad for all the tourists coming here for the Broadway shows only to find they they're not running. But I'd suggest the off-Broadway productions; they could really use the attention, too, and I bet they're getting it now that their competition (bigger theatres, television) is in trouble.
So. Theoretically and morally speaking, I'm all for this strike business. But gosh, I'm bored. I can't go to work and I'm not making money. Velvet, I hope this doesn't last too long, because otherwise, um, rent might become a problem. I'll have to start dipping into the savings.
Anyway. How are the rest of you doing?
Maybe I'll take this sudden wealth of free time as an opportunity to hang out with my family.
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