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"Sometimes it seems like we're all living in some kind of prison. And the crime is how much we hate ourselves. It's good to get really dressed up once in a while. And admit the truth: that when you really look closely? People are so strange and so complicated that they're actually... beautiful. Possibly even me."
~Angela Chase.My So-Called Life~
Friday, December 05, 2003 :::
Wow. So it's been months since I've had an update here.
Crazy months. Busy months. Good months.
So here's what I failed to report:
1. I am graduating college in about 11 days.
2. After a long and intense struggle to find an apartment, I locked it down tonight.
3. The job search is more complicated. Long story short- there are opportunities for me. Great ones. But I need to figure out what I want to do before I jump into anything, especially if it's a field I have no experience in.
4. Before I can move into the new apartment and live this fabulous life of high-style unemployment and slothfulness- I have to take care of number 5.
5. My last class in my major (which I must pass with a C or higher or else it doesn't count and hence I cannot graduate) requires that I write 50 pages on the topic of socialism. Have I started? No. Have I gone to class? No. Have I read ANY of the books for the course? No. How many days until this is due? 10. In the immortal inner monologue of Bridget Jones: "Fuuuuuuuck"
So. Have I started in on this opus?
No. I watched my tape of the Primetime LOTR special and I lazed around until Miss Match came on (Michael Mendelsohn!). I'll probably sit here and watch the trailer for Win a Date With Tad Hamilton! a few more times and then think about how much I hate myself and my procrastinating ways, and then I'll walk over to the fridge and open it revealing a bevy of alcohol, juice, and mysterious tupperware, but nothing near edible. Then I'll shut the door, come sit down at the computer and start the vicious cycle all over again ;-)
So at the rate i'm going you can look for some more updates in the coming days.
Oh and just to throw in some nice continuity with the previous post- I just got the Alias Season 2 DVD's. How's that for timing!
Monday, September 22, 2003 :::
I'm experiencing some motivation/laziness issues again. It' mostly caused by some schoolwork avoidance and then exacerbated by the refreshment of my Alias obsession. Goddamn DVD sets. Got me addicted to the first season again...and then when I finished that I started in on my season 2 VHS tapes. I'm currently almost halfway through season 2...or at least I think so due to the amount of Christmas commercials I keep fast forwarding through.
*sigh* I skipped my politics class last week and I'm currently waging an inner battle about doing it again today. I know that I have to make my piano lesson at 2:30 and I need to practice again beforehand...and these alias eps are ridiculously addicting. I just want to make it to spysex...which is probably like 5 eps away at this point. Plus I have to go talk to the cinema studies dept. about maybe taking on another internship (am I crazy or what?!).
Plus I have my 4 hour film class tonight so I have to set the VCR to tape some shows for my parents (who are on a cruise without me, might I add) as well as the premiere of Las Vegas (whoo, josh duhamel!). Ok, enough of this, it's time to get back to the CIA/SD-6 saga....
Saturday, September 13, 2003 :::
I love me some new production stills...
Here's a great one of "The Aviator" starring Leonardo as Howard Hughes. And yes, that IS Gwen Stefani on his arm.
I just read a highly insightful (not to mention dated) article on Hollywood's personal publicists. I know I said personal publicity would never be for me, but I'll admit that I still find it alluring. Sidenote: I actually took a message from Bumble on the phone the other day.
Oh and for anyone who knows me and wants a good laugh- I am taking private piano lessons this fall in order to graduate from college. Of course my mother finds this to be absolutely hilarious and won't stop reminding me how ironic it is since she tried throughout my childhood to force me to play the piano, and then finally she sold it after my persistant refusals. Then in high school I wanted to learn but of course we lacked a piano and eventually I renounced musical instruments altogether (and frankly haven't looked back since). Now here I am 5 years later and I am being forced to take a 2 credit piano lesson in order to have enough credits to secure my degree. Yes, I do find it mildly amusing.
