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Thursday, October 11th, 2007
11:44 pm - Fun things for fun people
For the first three people that reply to me and re-post this challenge - I will send you something.

It might be something I've made, or something cool from my hidden stash.

Whatever it is, I promise that I will get it to you in 365 days or less, either by mail or in person.

The only thing you need to do in order to participate is to be one of the first three to reply to this, AND post this very same thing on YOUR live journal.

current mood: sick

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Monday, October 1st, 2007
10:42 am - Meme a la the lovely Miss Creel
I. Reply to this post, because I would like to say a couple words about you.

II. I will also tell you what song(s) remind me of you when I hear it.

III. I will also tell you what celebrity/public person you remind me of, either personality-wise or looks-wise.

IV. I will also give ONE WORD that I associate with you when I think of you.

V. We all could use a boost now and then, so steal this for your journal and make someone else's day as well.

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Thursday, January 11th, 2007
2:14 pm
I met Anna, Stevie, and England a year ago.
I want to go back
and do it right this time.
Still depressed, but I think I could do a better job at meeting more people and enjoying myself this time around.
But then again, I did a lot of growing and discovering there.
That experience was wonderful.

Oh Scarbs! I miss you so much.

current mood: contemplative

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Tuesday, June 27th, 2006
10:36 am
It's complete. Life in Chestertown is finally a reality and a pretty good one at that. The House is typical in the sense that it is run down, awkward, and has paper thin walls in which you can hear people having sex (thus causing you to sleep on the ugly orange and green couches in the living room). And I love my roommates, even if we have different cleaning habits, go to work on opposite schedules, and beat the hell out of each other with pillows and have killer tickel fights. And my internship in Church Hill isn't as terrible as I might complain it to be. I love life here. It's what I've been wanting for at least a year and a half. Patience is a virtue when the pay off is a house full of love and comfort. Things aren't always perfect (let's be honest, something has to have made me upset if I'm 3 beers deep before 11am)but, for me, it sure is close to paradise and I don't think I've been happier. I'm living with people I love, I have a job that pays me some money to do what I like, and everyday is an adventure.
List form solves any explanation that I can't write so here it is...
Since I've been here the following have happened:
-The Misfits Concert
-Wilmington Road trips
-Pillow fights
-Mollie love fights
-Theatre Soirees
-Movie Marathons
-Kiddie Pools
-Ipo, the most badass kitten on High Street
-Discovering I should be a Music Major and I should write theme songs for products ("Chicken wings, Chicken waaangs")
-Air Matress Parties
-Walks in the Rain
-Drawing and Colouring ("I'm the better Monkey")

Now if everyone from England would just come and visit to see that I'm not always cranky. I miss you kids. NYC reunion, anyone?

current mood: amused

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Saturday, May 27th, 2006
10:34 am
Time Land Locked: 16 Days and counting. No sea shore in sight.
... but Michigan isn't half bad. It's lush and green for one thing. And there's the sun light that comes through the trees at just the right angle to have my mother tell me, "Will you look at that sun light? I love that." Plus there's all those flower's not blooming in my yard. All those flowers whose full blooms I am sure to miss by one week.
This journal hasn't come to an end just yet, because I haven't finished my journey. It's CHESTERS united, as in Manchester and Chestertown, not Noborough united (that'd be Novi and Scarborough). Maryland is a little under a week away. In England, I couldn't wait to get back to the little po' dunk town on the eastern shore and live in a shack of a house.

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Tuesday, May 9th, 2006
12:10 pm
That's it?
I have to go home now?

After last night's good byes and all nighter with Anna, Stevie, Rachel, Illka, and Nick (plus the beautiful weather), I don't want to leave.
And I haven't.
I'm stuck in the airport. And people are staring at me... I thought it was b/c it was my mascara was smeared all over the place, but everyone stares because of the box I'm toting around that says "Cinnamon Rolls."
It's not filled with delicious pastries, rather it has books, photographs, and notes from all sorts of occassions.
My wonderful ability to fuck up has caused me to miss several important connections to my flight, thus causing a domino effect not only on the events of the next few days, but also of my emotions. I'll be fine. Everything will be fine. It's just right now I'm a little naseous, don't have a flight home, don't have a place to stay for the night, tired, and hella frustrated. But like I said, it'll be fine in the end. I just want to be home.
And so that was England... I was hoping to have more stories to tell, but there wasn't any plot of my life here to follow. It was just a bunch of emotions that ebbed and flowed from inside of me to the outside. The experience of living here was more than can be written down in a "journal." My only hope is that more travels in my life are like this- good stories to share with friends, but better experiences that make an impact on how I deal with life. Things are just going to continue to change and nothing can stop that. And I'm kind of looking forward to it.

And ps- Anna... I still like you even when you sing "Our God is an Awesome God" to the sober heathens across the street as you stumble drunkenly down the sidewalk. "EXLAX"
And pps- Stevie...make it up to Oliver's Mount before it's too late!
And ppps- Everyone check out Granddad's Van... those guys are fuckin' "ace" and hella good guys.

current mood: tired

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Sunday, April 30th, 2006
10:55 am - Anna is gassy
Once you are tagged you MUST write an entry about 6 weird habits/things as well as state this rule clearly. In the end, you need to choose the next six people to be tagged and list their names... but I'm not going to.

1) After knowing someone for a while, I usually associate a song to them. Or in some cases an entire album, ex: Au Lapin will forever remind me of Dave or the Good Will Hunting Soundtrack will always make me think of Jack.

2) I still like to believe that healthy foods can cancel out the crappy food I eat.

3) My books are catagorized by Size and then alphabetically

4) I hate sleeping underneath the covers. Even in the winter I like to sleep on top of everything and then curl up with lots of blankets.

5) If I like you a lot a lot, I'll give you a nickname.

6) Given the choice between commercialized/popular activities/food/product or something home made or done Mom N Pop style... I will almost always choose the DIY. I'm a fan of quirks and imperfections.

current mood: blank

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Tuesday, April 18th, 2006
12:45 am - "I have Bunburyed all over Yorkshire on two separate occasions"
Road trips are for famous people such as photographers and ex-politicians
The middle of the road is no place for bunnies
Hiking Hadrian's Wall has taken place of my desire to walk the Great Wall of China
If you think seeing one Abbey means you've seen them all- bite your tongue!
Old people cross the street in conga-lines
Going to Scotland and not getting a stamp in my passport is disappointing
Holy Island is better than Mackinac Island by far
Every country has stupid nick-knack/tchotchkey/dust collecting shops
Arthur Miller was an egotistical bastard (see Broken Glass)
The Yorkshire Moors= motion sickness
The Yorkshire Dales= motion sickness
The back roads of Northern England= motion sickness
Hard cider+knitting+Ugly Casanova+train ride= not motion sickness
Langley Castle looks like it is for rock stars (but it is only for nerds that that have 200 pounds to waste on frills and cement walls )
Lambs jumping and chasing each other is cuter than British babies
"Thank youp!"
and is it just me, or is it a little messed up to skin your dog and make him into a rug to put by the fire for the kids to play with?

Also, Anna, I want to apologize for being an insensitive jerk-face when I saw you on the train. I hope you are having a BLAST in Spain! I will see you in time for our awesome and amazing English Exam. <3

current mood: So-La-La

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Wednesday, April 5th, 2006
1:36 am - NSDF notes
Spotted Dick or Moby Dick ?

enola is alone

The Romeo and Juliet Syndrome
by the let's get 'em ensemble
"We all have our stories. Perhaps we cannot articulate them as we wish but there is no escaping our need for them. They are our fundamental truths. They are what connect us to everyone in this room. They are as necessary for our survival on this earth as oxygen (and love)."

The Tempest
A latino/italian/black magic take of the classic comedy by Willie. And yes. there was cross dressing and he looked damn good in that cocktail dress.
"Coconuts... Banana! Tuti-fruiti."
-the European Will Ferrell (but apparently they don't know who he is).

A fleeting 13 min love story between an astronaut and his mission advisor on earth. With the last minutes of his life, the two fall in love and let go. Shutupitwasgood.
A radio show that reminded me of Lazy Wednesdays with Kelly on WOVI. And how once upon a time I wanted to be a radio show actress.

I learned more about theatre in one week of NSDF than one entire "semester" at Uni. Yes I am a little bitter.
WAC Drama department, I'm sorry for any unkind words I ever tossed your way.

current mood: indifferent

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Tuesday, March 28th, 2006
10:15 pm - Let the sun shine in
Packages never cease to make shitty days really good days.
Jesse can not not make a bad package- chocolate, pancake mix, a coffee mug to go with BLACK coffee, notes from three great people, and two puppies for padding. When in list form it probably doesn't sound very impressive, but I almost cried again. But I didn't. Thank god.
Now if he could fit the good part of Dooster, Damos, LumberJackHoneyBearMan, Luto, Mars, and Molls into a package then I think it could be said without dispute that he is The Master of Amazing Feats. He's pretty rockin' as is though.
Also, the Mammers is coming to visit on April 9th. Chriiiiis will be in London for a photoshoot that same week so there will definitely be a pint shared between the eldest and youngest of McLallen siblings. And if that isn't family enough for me, Jamie has invited me to meet up with him in Glasgow, Scotland on April 17th. Finally there are better things to look forward to than the 8 hour plane ride back to the mitten.
But first- this bloody paper...

current mood: fine

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Sunday, March 19th, 2006
7:11 pm - We want a band that plays loud and hard every night!
What: Against Me! Concert
Where: Leeds, England
Venue: The Cockpit
When: Saturday March 18 @ 7pm
How: By train
Why: Get the fuck out of Scarbs
Set List: (from what songs I know and I remember)
-Pints of Guinness make you Strong
-From her Lips to God's Ear (the Energizer)
-Those Anarcho Punks are Mysterious
-Walking is still Honest
- Problems
-Reinventing Axl Rose
-We Laugh at Danger (And Break all the Rules)
... There were more songs, but I didn't recognize them. And there was also an encore of one song, and I can't remember what it was (dammit)

And: They put on an amazing show. But English crowds are full of dicks (figuratively and literally). One of the roughest concert experiences I've ever had- being separated from the only familiar face (Anna) to be pushed into the middle of the mosh pit, crowd surfers like a constant avalanche, being told to "sod off", drunken teenagers, knocking people down+getting knocked down myself, elbows to the face and ribs, squeezed between the tallest-smelliest-sweatiest guys, a shoving match with some short kids, crowd surfer jumping on my head, getting cut by some fingernails then bleeding, uncalled for boob grabs, and guys who get off by pulling out their dick and cuming on the girl (me) standing in from of them.
Yeah, so it sounds like a load of complaints, but it must be reiterated that this concert was worth it to go through (almost) all that bullshit. Besides, I got myself a new shirt to commemorate my struggles to enjoy the show. The adrenaline rush has lasted well into this day and isn't finished running it's course.

current mood: Holding Strong

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Friday, March 17th, 2006
1:21 pm - Notes:
-Christophe: "Why didn't she use a bigger assortment of scissors?"
-Safety assesments, advisor, bleeding?
-Alex cutting twice
-Scissors in the end
-Audience observation
-"I wanted to go up again."
-"Disappointed that people didn't cut other pieces besides the dress"
-Different question in the end
-Senes of excitement in audience
-Time: 5 min
-Practice cutting clothes v. Spur of the moment

Yes, I almost had a panic attack when Duncan was questioning me about my safety procedures.
You can't get away with some things... even out of ignorance you can't.

current mood: uncomfortable

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Thursday, March 16th, 2006
4:16 pm - Woman is the Nigger of the World
It's tech day for final assesments over here and that means heads are exploding- except mine for some strange reason. My directing final is so minimal it feels like I'm doing pretty much nothing. That's in comparison to everyone else though. Of all the kids in my class, I'm the only one doing a performance piece. As if being the only American wasn't awkward enough. But that aside, today's rigging and tech run through brought about much relief.
After constructing a wobbly iron tower in PS3's black box, I felt a little jab of relaxation and contentness each time we got a light hung. Perhaps it was the productivity of it. Seeing things come together. Actually working with my peers (instead of sitting there thinking they wanted me out of there).It was a welcomed change of pace. Ha-it took 10 weeks and I finally like something besides the ocean front! Took me long enough...
Directing for this piece is so difficult! How do you tell someone what to do while people from the audience come to cut their clothes off? Nothing is in my control and there is nothing to rehears! All I've been doing is trying to discuss this piece with my actress (who i can tell thinks this is a joke more than I do). There's feminine issues, loss of innocence, memory recall, yoga, meditation, etc. I can't seem to get the two of us in the same state of mind about how to approach this. I know Yoko Ono directed this piece a couple of times after she had performed it- How did she do it? Tell me your secrets Yoko! Oh, Yoko...
I'm sitting here plowing through my John Lennon music, looking for just the right song to open with. It just makes sense to have his music set to one of her performances. They complimented each other so beautifully well in life and in art. Hopefully I will be able to do them a little bit of justice. (I'm actually starting to this project!) Together they were such a driving force of so many ideas and movements, as well as being significant figures for an entire genteration! If my tiny little show doesn't provoke any thoughts among any of those kids, perhaps then I can take my failings and turn them into a strength to use for Oedipus Rex.
Here's to hoping somebody gets it!

ps- What is this world coming to?
- internet child pornography rings showing live feeds of kids being molested
- the newest US led invasion into Samarra
-but none of this is more important than Jessica Simpson snubbing an invitation to meet with GW (I'm not even justifying it with a link)


current mood: accomplished

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Wednesday, March 15th, 2006
6:14 pm - SURPRISE
James Sutcliff totally just made my week by taking me out to tea this afternoon.

current mood: mellow

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Monday, March 13th, 2006
2:02 am - Hungry. Money-less. Lonely.
I pretty much don't want to be here anymore.

current mood: tired

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Thursday, March 9th, 2006
12:04 am - From today's readings...
"And you seem to see the number of to-morrows just all in a line, the first of 'em the biggest and clearest, the others getting smaller and smaller as they stand farther away; but they all seem very fierce and curel and as if they said, 'I am coming! Beware o' me! Beware o' me!' ... But you can raise up dreams with your music, and drive all such horrid fancies away!"
-Tess of the D'Urbervilles

"The more intelligent a man is, the more likely he is to appriciate distinctiveness in others. Ordinary people discern no difference between men."


current mood: Book Worm

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Tuesday, March 7th, 2006
11:33 pm - Well, I got something to say: I killed your baby today
Hey America, Stop fucking things up---> http://www.cnn.com/2006/POLITICS/03/06/sd.abortion/
Hey Barley Bank, Stop being dick heads and eating my debit card!
Hey Monetary System, Stop ruining people's enjoyment of life everywhere! Try not being so shitty for a couple of centuries!
Hey Proxy Settings, Stop being lame and let me share music with my friends!
Hey Christophe, Stop being a hoity-toity Frenchman with bad teaching skills!
Hey Kid Downstairs, Stop playing your shitty music at 9:30 am!
Hey Depression, Take your sorry ass out the door, you aren't wanted around these parts!
Hey Hunger, You are going to have to take a backseat for a couple days until I get the money to fix the problem!
Hey University of Hull, You suck.

and now that that is out of my system I can go on with my week without having to take it out on other people by kicking them in the face with my steel toed boots (that i don't have). Hooray!

current mood: aggravated

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Tuesday, February 28th, 2006
6:26 pm - can't escape your love
Q: What's better than getting a package from your friends when you are far far far away from them?
A: That same package chock full of "Happy Birthday" & "we love you" goodness, memories, photos, a walrus, music, and PUZZLES! I've never cried from happiness before and like hell did this do the trick. I'm going to take a guess and say that it was a combination of the oh-so-Mollie and Katie CD (Motown, 80's, and love songs!), the pictures from birthday ball last year and some more recent one, and Katie's letter. It was such a lovely overload of friends and thankfulness I just had to cry to let it all out. People say it often, the comment is usually so looked over and sounds like the ultimate cliche, but fuck that- I love my friends to the end and back again!
But that's not all! My parents sent me a bouquet of gorgeous orange flowers (including gerbers and daisies)! And the icing on top of the gooshey chocolately cake? All on his own, my dad sent me a birthday card with my favorite painting on the front. I am so blown away by everyone's thoughtfulness and couldn't thank them enough.

Oh and London? HA! Yes LONDON happened too! After my birthday dinner at our favorite Italian restaurant and a surprise birthday cake + song that everyone and their grandma participated in, the girls and I went to Barraccuda's for some Screaming Orgasms. It wasn't a shitfaced 21st night, but it was a nice one anyhow. The next day consisted of some shitty shitty traveling situations- let's just say that Leeds isn't as cool as everyone makes it out to be, it's a place full of false truths. We missed a bus, walked around too much, flipped off the train station, and found a semi-cheap bus to take to London.
However, our luck does not do us much good b/c when we get to Kensington/High Street area we can't find our hostle. 45 min later we walk towards it when someone calls out my name. Stevie had gone ahead of us to find the Hostle and supposedly they had an infestation of peverted creeps. She b-lined it from there to the closest hotel. Which was fine b/c after the long day we all had, comfy beds, ice cream, and awful 80s movie was necessary.
As my frist Saturday morning of being 21, I spent it watching a peculiar children's programs as I sipped on apple juice. The program was called something like Dick & Dom, but that's not even the funny part- THEY HAD BABY RACES! These babies were dressed up in smoking jackets and had moustaches drawn on them. Then with one parent on one side of the room, they were cheered on with hoots and hollars and were pushed to make their way down the track. Most of them ended up crying and only one actually crawled to the other side. His parents were gay. There was also a bit called "Boogies" (pronounced: BOW-GEES). Just say it in public.
We went on the London Eye, saw Big Ben, went into West Minster Abbey, walked through Notting Hill, drank a pint at Sussex, saw the Massacre of Innocence by Rubens at one of the many many free museums, and went on a Walk of London that was all about Jack the Ripper. For three days, I think we did quite well. Found some better hostles, saw some beautiful art/architecture, walked until we had legs of iron and butts of steele, rode the underground tube system like we were real Londoners, and even had us a little bit of fun.
The best part? The London ZOO! Giraffes, tigers, Aye-Ayes, lions, monkeys, otters (and thier favorite sex positions), meerkats, the snake that was in harry potter, fishes, and a few other things. People of every walk of life enjoy the zoo, so it was good to get to a place where almost everyone seemed to be having a good time.
And if that wasn't enough animal vewing for one day, I don't think I've ever seen so many different kinds of dogs in one city. If people didn't hav a dog, though, they had a kid, or a significant other, or a cell phone in which they could be in contact with one of those creatures. I can do with out a kid or a cell phone, but my significant others (katie, mollie, mary, &co) should look forward to picking out a dog this summer. We need a dog. They are too loveable to keep out of our house.

Thank you again to EVERYONE for the thoughts, cards, e-mails, and packages. This has been one birthday I can't soon forget! <3

current mood: Happy!!

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Wednesday, February 22nd, 2006
9:32 pm - Want some schocolate cake?
This has nothing to do with my trip whatsoever, but I found it interesting

Oh, and, umm... I love everyone

current mood: nerdy

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Monday, February 20th, 2006
12:40 am - Life is just a metaphor

Everyone's voices have started to fade from my memory. Sometimes it's hard to believe you are all still real and in my life in some distant way. After much frustration, I fixed my phone and I've been calling people like it was my last day on earth. I'm always missing everyone and I'm always lonely, but that doesn't mean things aren't looking up here. They are.

But I swear, if I eat one more can of Tuna this month I'm going to jump in the ocean, get caught in a net, be canned with the rest of the fishes, and somehow eat myself.

ps- Drop Dead Fred... anyone?

current mood: Snot Face

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