AWKWARD EVENING.
that is all.
Tuesday, February 28, 2012
Obligatory adhd/adrenaline junkie/caffeine addict post.
If I could choose to live in any situation, without limits, I think I'd put myself in a perpetual loop of musical theatre tech weeks/lead up to tech weeks. There is a certain and special kind of buzz that I've only found in theatre that is just full of euphoria and substance and adrenaline... everything good. Everything you work on it important and vital to the sand running out of the hour glass preceding opening night, be it last minute notes and edits, or going to get a coffee. Life is urgent, exhilirating; anything is justifiable.
It might also be nice to live in tv/movie land. (Been watching too much Smash, perhaps... then again what girl wouldn't want to be cast as marilyn monroe in the rush of frenzied musical theatre-land?! Wait, I take that back. I'd rather be a hybrid of Debra Messing and the choreographer...) Unlimited settings and scenarios... no boring bits like driving to work, you can just cut to the next scene and be there already. You get yourself into a pickle and everything is intense and dramatic, but it always works out, consequence free. There is always something new and exciting, there is little routine. Even on a very formulaic show there are new faces, new problems...
I always get this familiar Spring itch.
Who wants to go adventuring..
It might also be nice to live in tv/movie land. (Been watching too much Smash, perhaps... then again what girl wouldn't want to be cast as marilyn monroe in the rush of frenzied musical theatre-land?! Wait, I take that back. I'd rather be a hybrid of Debra Messing and the choreographer...) Unlimited settings and scenarios... no boring bits like driving to work, you can just cut to the next scene and be there already. You get yourself into a pickle and everything is intense and dramatic, but it always works out, consequence free. There is always something new and exciting, there is little routine. Even on a very formulaic show there are new faces, new problems...
I always get this familiar Spring itch.
Who wants to go adventuring..
Saturday, February 4, 2012
Friday, February 3, 2012
lady friends.
I was thinking, in the two seconds between the last post and this one, about the awesome young females I know and surround myself with.
Guy friends and people that are all-grown-up, you're awesome too, just not the point of this post!
Sometimes I think back to middle school, where my core group of friends and myself deemed our group the 'Mag 7'. Cheesy as all hell? Yes. Fortunately, the Mag part became so true... Steph is up in the John Hancock Tower, dealing with these crazy big-name clients and their online marketing, being badass, about to get married to someone great. Casey is in the Hancock too (above? below? who knows), with all this important official CPA stuff going down. Ariane is at Harvard Div School being an incredible power lady, getting her Masters in something she LOVES and is passionate about and not having to pay for it because she is that cool. Kelsey is in Peru, doing medical studies, helping people, and exploring the world. So great!
I'm lucky to have continued to find awesome ladies in my life too. While I knew Merli in college, I never imagined we would be spending so much of our lives together so intensely!!! I am inspired by how she can go to work for hours, blast out for class/rehearsal, and still take on freelance design projects and websites... All of this on top of the hours and hours of creative and not-creative Luminarium work we do.
My little sister is completely inspiring as well. To be a female trumpet player is hard enough, but she is an amazing composer too. I was lucky to get to take in her senior recital Tuesday night, most of the material her original compositions, and they were astonishing. They weren't just beautiful tunes, there were complex themes and inspirations perfectly woven in, a middle-eastern influence seamlessly deposited into the jazz. Incredible. We've joked for years with our mom about how someday (that day being now) I was going to be a choreographer (back up plan, doctor) and my sister would be a musician (back up plan, lawyer). Nice to have been provided with so much freedom!
Where am I going with this poorly written entry...
Well, any quick glance through a day's worth of status updates from Facebook friends will show how many of your past acquaintances are either complete waste-products, unhappy in their jobs or lives, full of negative energy, or just going nowhere fast. [That was awful, I know..] I am honored to surround myself with people that are successful, motivated, and have awesome pathways and careers ahead of them. It keeps me on my toes, and inspires me.
Guy friends and people that are all-grown-up, you're awesome too, just not the point of this post!
Sometimes I think back to middle school, where my core group of friends and myself deemed our group the 'Mag 7'. Cheesy as all hell? Yes. Fortunately, the Mag part became so true... Steph is up in the John Hancock Tower, dealing with these crazy big-name clients and their online marketing, being badass, about to get married to someone great. Casey is in the Hancock too (above? below? who knows), with all this important official CPA stuff going down. Ariane is at Harvard Div School being an incredible power lady, getting her Masters in something she LOVES and is passionate about and not having to pay for it because she is that cool. Kelsey is in Peru, doing medical studies, helping people, and exploring the world. So great!
I'm lucky to have continued to find awesome ladies in my life too. While I knew Merli in college, I never imagined we would be spending so much of our lives together so intensely!!! I am inspired by how she can go to work for hours, blast out for class/rehearsal, and still take on freelance design projects and websites... All of this on top of the hours and hours of creative and not-creative Luminarium work we do.
My little sister is completely inspiring as well. To be a female trumpet player is hard enough, but she is an amazing composer too. I was lucky to get to take in her senior recital Tuesday night, most of the material her original compositions, and they were astonishing. They weren't just beautiful tunes, there were complex themes and inspirations perfectly woven in, a middle-eastern influence seamlessly deposited into the jazz. Incredible. We've joked for years with our mom about how someday (that day being now) I was going to be a choreographer (back up plan, doctor) and my sister would be a musician (back up plan, lawyer). Nice to have been provided with so much freedom!
Where am I going with this poorly written entry...
Well, any quick glance through a day's worth of status updates from Facebook friends will show how many of your past acquaintances are either complete waste-products, unhappy in their jobs or lives, full of negative energy, or just going nowhere fast. [That was awful, I know..] I am honored to surround myself with people that are successful, motivated, and have awesome pathways and careers ahead of them. It keeps me on my toes, and inspires me.
examining stress
This week I learned how my extreme love for arts-related stress doesn't not translate to a love for house, auto, relationship or really bitch-work stress.
I think the combination of going back on Ritalin led to new-medication serious loss of appetite, which led to eating only a fruit and maybe a yogurt every day and also a serious delay in bedtime, which led to a generally bad mood and a funk. Car/house related crap (along with planning for auditions/class/rehearsal, which at least I generally like to do) made me get super far behind on keeping up with neatness around the house, and then when it gets messy I can't function in the chaos.
Point being, at least I caught my mistakes and can try to remedy them. I slept for 9 hours last night and it felt AWESOME, despite a nasty sleep-related muscle knot in my back.
I would love to be the proud owner of the robot maid from the Jetsons (rosie?...), we could chat about art and philosophy while she picked up my stuff. ha.
I think the combination of going back on Ritalin led to new-medication serious loss of appetite, which led to eating only a fruit and maybe a yogurt every day and also a serious delay in bedtime, which led to a generally bad mood and a funk. Car/house related crap (along with planning for auditions/class/rehearsal, which at least I generally like to do) made me get super far behind on keeping up with neatness around the house, and then when it gets messy I can't function in the chaos.
Point being, at least I caught my mistakes and can try to remedy them. I slept for 9 hours last night and it felt AWESOME, despite a nasty sleep-related muscle knot in my back.
I would love to be the proud owner of the robot maid from the Jetsons (rosie?...), we could chat about art and philosophy while she picked up my stuff. ha.
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