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tuesday, september 30, 2003
oh my god! i love trading spaces! this is a good one, these people couldn't stand their made over room! the woman actually cried when she saw it, i mean, adversely cried! ho ho! it was the greatest ever, and i don't care what the "designer" says, it was ugly, ho ho ho!
random ts factoid.
the hamster boy episode of trading spaces: family was the great trading spaces episode ever.
ack! i have to shower, i have to read! i have to watch the movie i took out from the library! but i... can't... rip... myself... away.
but i must. tomorrow is my big script day in class. i have to assign parts and listen to people read my work! the horror. diana knows, she got a rough version of the writing. terror, forgive me diana. can you imagine? my protagonist is 5! 20 year olds reading my five year old. i'm going to roll over and die.
today i had natural history illustration class. i love that class. i get to sit around in peace and quiet and scribble, space off and listen to mozart. i don't have to pay attention for 95 percent of the time! only the 5 percent the teacher comes around to see what i'm doing.
i'm being facetious, of course.
this particular class today was most entertaining. a huge field trip of kids came through, and though they broke my focus for the rest of the day, they were so cute! we were at the conservatory painting plants and i don't know what it was about my corner of the greenhouse, but there was wildlife baby! bugs, rodents... it was great. there was a huge female praying mantis on a sign and when the kids saw it one yelled out loud, "that is the biggest grasshopper i've ever seen!"
there's also nothing like little kids coming around to make you feel cool. i was surrounded by the girls of the group.
"hey, you're better than that other one over there!" (referring to one of my classmates!)
oh, thanks!
"she's better than all of them!"
you're embarrassing me...
"shh, she needs to concentrate, she's working."
i'm ok
"she's ok, she's listening to her headphones."
"what are you listening to?"
i go from cool to loser in 2.5 seconds.
mozart.
silence from the girls.
it's classical
"oh..." (collective)
"i listen to classical!"
you do?
"yeah, i play the violin too."
really? i've played the violin!
i've played for four years.
and you're probably about 5 times better than i am.
that's right!
i haven't touched my violin in that amount of time.
laughter.
stand alone best quote of day
kid: do they pay you to do this?
my friend: no, more like i pay them to let me do this.
kid: well, ain't that a bit of nothing.
kid has just summed up entire metaphor of art school.
ACK!
i have to go.
oh, but look laurie is on ts now...
p.s. my hair is damaged.
p.p.s. papageno is a type of guppy! look.
suddenly i was @ 12:21 am
saturday, september 27, 2003
muahah! i am page fifteen of my script! this may seem small and insignificant, but it is a milestone! i don't know if i should write farther, because i only need 15-20 pages to present, but also i have reached a nice stopping place. stopped right where i wanted to... hmmm.still have to proof.
blag.
tonight!
storyboards... maybe... and... raskolnikov! wee-oo wee-oo,
suddenly i was @ 05:46 pm
a. i want to have two sons and name them things which are really odd like phineas and amadeus, with good plain middle names like oliver and benjamin.
b. i started writing my script! with word! i should share it and you guys so you may tell me how much it STINKS (or not?).
b. i finished my storyboard and was able to cast my first voice actor! yes! brinker, check. next: finny and gene.
wait, crap. that was supposed to be c.
c. we'll have another c, why not? we have two b's. everyone has seen the rotk trailer... right? go to theonering.net if not. it literally brought tears to my eyes.
d. guppies. one week birthday and still going strong. yes! long live papageno and papagena! no babies!
e. happy birthday mommy!
f. i was approved for the mozart fanlisting. colour me excited.
now for memos for myself. don't look me that way, tis my blog.
TO DO:
acting journal, read josh, WRITE SCRIPT, change fish water, reply emails, read acting, hitchcock.
and i am off!
oh my god, i can't even describe to you the toilet commercial which is on television i'm watching.
"it energizes!"
"i mean the seat is warm, the water is warm."
oh, oh! there's a website. here you go, www.washletoffer.com, now you too will be learned.
why am i posting here?
suddenly i was @ 01:26 am
wednesday, september 24, 2003
the theme of my new entries, short and sweet cries of wee morning hour stresses.AG! my room is a mess storyboards all over my floor, stacks of paper, every, every, everywhere! my mind is no better, it is swimming with storyboard concepts, my raskolnikov monologue and script ideas. i have to begin my script! not to mention i haven't start to edit my gainful employment's novel chapters yet...
help! i'm drowning!
suddenly i was @ 02:50 am
saturday, september 20, 2003
i am having a nice intellectual day. i woke up late and fed papageno and papagena and i have been reading and rereading my raskolinikov monologue and listening to mozart operas ever since!i feels good.
oooh! my friend just dropped off ms word! let us install.
later!
suddenly i was @ 05:03 pm
wait, maybe this is coming back to me.
i have to go to bed.
guess what? i got fishes! we now have a my-tank-size appropriate fancy guppy couple, papgeno and papagena, named after the famed love birds couple in "the magic flute."
papageno was the smallest most pathetic male in the entire tank, so of course as all such creature gravitate towards me, i got him. he literally looks like a fruit loop. the other males had nice deep colours, my little papageno though, his colours are, neon. i don't know, just very, very bright. purple, green, red... i didn't know any better i would have guessed he was dyed.
papageno is a fine specimen however, bigger than papageno of course. she doesn't want anything to do with her new tank mate.
papagena: out of all the hot guys in the tank, i get stuck with you?
papageno: hey baby, hey baby, check the tail, check the tail, oooh yeah, check my tail.
papagena: i will die if any of the girls find out about this.
today was a fabulous day, i had my acting class-
which by the way, is part of my
SCHEDULE
mon
natural history illustration 9-4: i get to go to the zoo and the museum! wee! for free! double wee!
tues
seeing hitchcock 1-4: hitchcock... mmm.
screenwriting 6-practically 10!: god help me.
wed
no class! this is why i had my internship during the summer! so i could have a 15 credit semester instead of 18.
thurs
animation 9-4: can i live without it?
fri
acting! 9-4: joy o' joys!
i love acting, so much. we do sound workshops and dance about and improv! i feel like i have been missing something in my existence, it feels so good to yell and whoops and the excitement which builds inside of you when you know you're about to go in front of an audience is a high which cannot be met or described by words i here could write! i love it!
whoa. hello gushing. it was much fun today. next week i have to memorize a monologue. yikes. i have chosen a speech by raskolnikov from "crime and punishment." it's about raskolnikov trying to justify his purpose in murdering the old woman.
oh my god! someone blew himself up in my city? i simply must look to the newspapers more often.
anyhow.
my fun day.
then afterwards i met up with my friend and we had "fish friday!" wherein i purchased my guppies and she bought a betta.
actually, these past two days have been great. yesterday after class i went to the little animation festival with two of my friends to support my peers and colleagues. the films were, for the most part, all right. i was the voice in one! if anyone ever sees a strange experimental type film called "big soul" i'm the narrator. fact: my voice has been altered! i really don't sound like a tenor, i promise.
oh there was one film... very interesting. it was way too long, but it's point was made, it was about the sinking of the titantic... from the point of view of the iceberg. 28 minutes of its full 30 minutes was of what an iceberg might see, rolling water.
oh, the film's catch? you don't know the camera's pov is from an iceberg.
tired, tired, tired. this is just a ramble. it's nearly 4 am. i'm going to bed. tomorrow i get to storyboard more phineas! wee! i chose to storyboard a scene from a separate peace with finny, brinker and evil gene.
bed now.
thank you for listening to my inane babble.
droooool.
note: goldfish have more personality than guppies i think.
p.s. i rented "the talented mr. ripley," also known as "separate peace: the dark and twisted version," yes. jude law!
suddenly i was @ 04:03 am
tuesday, september 16, 2003
i can't stand my storyboard i am so dyslexic! i keep pulling 180 degree flops when i don't even mean to! GARG!!!!
suddenly i was @ 12:32 pm
...
i am getting desparate. i post in my blog? ho ho ho, sweet god!
anyhow. i also had to share four vital points.
a. john ritter is dead!? what, when, how? i feel so out of it. i sign on to im and catch the last bit of a ticker phrase "upset over ritter death." ritter... i thought. john ritter?
sure enough! i can't believe it, it's insane. he was only 54 too!
john ritter was in the the movie i was the production intern for.
b. being in my goldfish died (yet more trauma i have not shared here, but i am now obsessed with fish and fish diseases. you should see my kitchen shelf, there's one wholly dedicated to fish care. anyhow, i've decided on my next fish, much more appropriate to my size tank, guppies! woot! not just regular feeder guppies though, fancy guppies. i want two.
my tank must cycle first.
cannot wait!
c. i got a new pillow. double woot! my current ones are disgusting (stained from me sleeping on them with wet hair) and flat (being it i packed them on top of my moving box... which was below about 2 tons of other boxes) and this one is soft and big! oh i can't take it any more. i'm quivering.
p.s. "the toad, the witch and the wardrobe" on that last evo title.
suddenly i was @ 12:32 am
wednesday, september 10, 2003
the BEST x-men evolution episode is playing right now. what is called, "the wardrobe, the witch and the toad" i think? i love it so much! it has to be one of my favourites. right up there with "impact" and "shawdowed past."p.s. toad gets his .5 seconds with wanda.
eeeeeeee! i just totally squealed. this episode also features the "toad rap."
crap. i was going to write on about my fish trauma and update the general populus on the status of my classes, but time just up and flew out on me. i have to get to bed.
love later!
blah, amanda! i am not a fan of amanda sefton, kurt's lurve interest, especially since i know in the comic she is his adoptive sister... gah. gross.
anyhow.
suddenly i was @ 11:46 pm
saturday, september 6, 2003
i am in the most awfulest of moods.
oh my god, is that ewan mcgregor on tales from the crypt? what? hold on.
let's look this up.
back to my fish in the meantime, my saga: i had one fish (pippin), he tragically died under the mysterious circumstances on tuesday, mysterious enough, the pet store let me go back and get another fish from their new shipment. yes, yes. so little pippy (pippin jr. that is) entered my life, on WEDNESDAY.
he had a new tank (compleat with new filter system) things were clean all was good in the world. granted, i questioned the quality of the water i was putting him in (i don't think it had time enough to aerate all the chlorine out) but it was either slightly toxic (i'm exaggerating there, of course) water or him soffocating in the bag, so i opted for the water in the tank after a bit.
anyhow, yesterday noticed some white speckles on his body, which i suspected was ich.
-- oh my god. it is mcgregor! '89 mcgregor. god, he looks different. this was pre-trainspotting! --
after some reading up on the subject and further observing pippy i also noted he would twitch about at times when swimming, once even swimming up against his gravel, both of which are classic early symptoms of ICH!!
arg! i've only had him two days! or three now? whatever.
grrr. i was in a fine mood earlier today, having acting class and everything, but i came home and dropped off into a long nap only to wake up in a foul mood.
i never should had woken up.
what's with mcgregor's accent in this? ho, ho, he's screaming now because the obligatory demon just made its debut. beg my pardon, it's a vampire. oh! i get this. mcgregor is a zombie. i dig, baby, i dig.
i wanted to go to bed at 10, but then i decided to update eip- and noted, ah! of course. the firewall has kicked in. two hours later my 6 update pictures were uploaded... and... well, i decided pippy had ich and i grew embittered.
sigh. i'm going to bed. tomorrow i'm to to the pet store... again... to purchase ich medicine.
get your hands off me you dirty ape!
more later when i am in a better mood.
suddenly i was @ 02:50 am
wednesday, september 3, 2003
i swear to god, i am almost back to writing here...but lucky bees, guess what? no class tomorrow. so somewhere between looking for a goldfish and cleaning my floor i think it's time for bloggage!
oi, thanks all who actually have stuck around to read my dibblings.
suddenly i was @ 01:45 am