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May 20th, 2009
 | 11:55 pm
Interviewing for vocalists for the Heroes soundtrack:
"Can you sing in thirds?"
"Are you familiar with the letter 'm'?"
P.S. Apologies to all those who understand music theory out there. I was alone in the house with Shawn and a cat, and neither of them understood me when I asked, "What do you call it when the notes are separated by one other note in the middle? Like, isn't it thirds? You know, in scales. If it's just Do and Mi." Shawn didn't understand because he is rational, and Chester didn't understand because she doesn't speak English.
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May 17th, 2009
 | 12:24 am - Yes.
It smells like rain.
Tonight was lovely. Definitely an awesome reward for working this morning/afternoon. The show went really well, aside from a few technical glitches. I remembered all my lines, for the most part. People enjoyed The Vatican Rag.
I love hanging out after Red Room. It is one of the best things.
Oh, and p.s., Star Trek was so amazing that my brain actually exploded and coated the walls of the theater.
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May 15th, 2009
 | 01:13 am - I got a part!
Sort of. I am the understudy for Maria in Twelfth Night, as well as being an Assistant Stage Manager/Auxiliary Costume Person. Whoo-hoo!
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April 16th, 2009
 | 12:40 am
One upon a time there was a man named Tony Stark, who was not very nice. Tony Stark was very rich, because he knew how to build things that blew up...
Well, someone had to explain to Selam and Sara why it is that Sara's sneakers are so damned awesome.
...and then Tony Stark told everyone the truth: that he was Iron Man! And then one of the coolest songs ever started playing, and we all lived happily ever after.
Yeah, you love it.
Current Mood: ![[mood icon]](http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v254/SilverAg/Hobbes/hyper.gif) crazy
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March 16th, 2009
 | 01:35 pm
Looking for a job right now is like throwing yourself into velcro wall after velcro wall and hoping at some point you'll stick, only you're not wearing a velcro suit and also all the walls have spikes on them. But not the kind of spike that will puncture through your flesh and hold you to the wall, just the kind that stabs you and makes the owner of the wall get all mad at you for bleeding on their wall. "Urgh," they will say. "Your blood is not red enough for our company. We are looking for more of a cherry-red than a maroon."
And then you ponder whether or not you should have a drastic blood-dyeing procedure done, but you can't, because you don't have any money, because you don't have a job.
It's pretty funny, in a sad way, that now to get into most entry-level jobs you have to have at least a year of experience. And if you want to get a waitressing job, you have to be very serious about your future in waitressing.
Well, I'm off to fling myself at some more walls. ^_^
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March 15th, 2009
| 01:09 am - A more humane Mikado never did in Japan exist
Not much of an entry, I suppose, but I felt the need to tell people: I saw The Mikado tonight in Concord, and it rocked some serious balls!
Yay theatre!
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March 4th, 2009
 | 09:43 pm - Hey, you!
Yeah, you! You look like you could use some jewelry. Now, don't try to deny it, I can see that gleam in your eye. Well, the best place to get super-sexy jewelry, as we all know, is at The Shiny Store. Just go to http://silverag.etsy.com/
Tell your friends!
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February 24th, 2009
| 10:27 pm
NEWSCASTER ON THE TV (in reference to Michelle Obama sitting down). Here comes the first lady, she's taking her seat. The president is going to be talking about the people in her box later tonight.
ME. ::snickersnort::
MOM. What?
ME. He's going to be talking about the people in her box later.
MOM. Oh, grow up!
::snicker::
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January 20th, 2009
| 12:29 pm
I mean, we already knew he was a rock star.
Current Mood: ![[mood icon]](http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v254/SilverAg/Hobbes/optimistic.jpg) optimistic
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January 14th, 2009
 | 08:52 pm - SNUGGIE!
I demand to know who sent me this Snuggie(TM)! I would like to thank that person! This Snuggie(TM) warm and sinfully comfortable!
Furthermore, book light (!!!!!!!!!!)!
Current Mood: joy
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December 18th, 2008
 | 11:12 pm - Can't deal
--If I order Name-Your-Holiday presents tonight, they will arrive the day after I am supposed to leave NA for Worcester.
--I don't know what my travel plans are to get out of NA.
--I should have ordered Name-Your-Holiday presents earlier, but there was no time NO TIME.
--I am running a fever.
--If this rehearsal is not canceled tomorrow, I will actually have ZERO TIME in which to make travel plans and buy Name-Your-Holiday presents.
--The only possible ways to resolve issues would be if a) rehearsal was canceled, b) I could travel to Worcester on Monday, or c) the Name-Your-Holiday Monster swept through while I'm asleep tonight and dropped off perfect gifts for half of the people in my family.
::twitches::
P.S. For the record, here is my schedule for the next few days:
Friday--
--10:30 to 3:30 Nutshell Rehearsal (in Pittsfield)
--6:00 to 10:30-ish Red (and Green) Room performance
Saturday
--10:30 to 4:00 work at Domino's for teh monies
--4:30 to probably 6:00 rehearsal for Absolution
--7:00 to 10:30-ish Red (and Green) Room performance
Sunday
--GAH
Current Mood: ![[mood icon]](http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v254/SilverAg/peevish.jpg) stressed
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November 30th, 2008
 | 06:40 pm - Garghleblah
I should be cleaning my room and my house, but instead I am blagh. Plz to help pull out of deep blue funk? I exist on AIM (for once) and am next to phone.
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November 6th, 2008
| 05:24 pm
Ouch.
Current Mood: ![[mood icon]](http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v254/SilverAg/Hobbes/bored.jpg) crushed
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November 5th, 2008
| 12:18 am
Barack Obama is a rock star. A FUCKING ROCK STAR!
THAT is the President-Elect of AMERICA!
MY CHEST HURTS FROM PATRIOTISM AND HAPPY. I AM GOING TO BUY A SHIRT WITH AN AMERICAN FLAG ON IT.
YES WE CAN!
Holy shit. Good night.
Current Mood: ![[mood icon]](http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v254/SilverAg/Hobbes/ecstatic.gif) ecstatic
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October 22nd, 2008
| 11:32 am - My sick sense of humor
Go on Youtube and search for "CSI: A La Cart," and find the short scene about two minutes into the episode with the head-in-a-helmet bouncing down the road to the tune of the Blue Danube, and perhaps you will laugh as hysterically as I did.
I scared the cats.
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October 21st, 2008
| 09:16 pm - I am job.
Get the door. It's Domino's Sarah.
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October 16th, 2008
| 12:04 am - Question.
How do you stop playing Spore?
Furthermore, my computer is so sexy. SO SEXY. It would kick your computer's butt, except that it is too busy distracting your computer with its sexiness. My computer is so sexy that it oozes sexiness from every drive and port, in fact, my computer is SO SEXY that Robert Downey Jr. as Tony Stark saw it and decided to give up his career because there was no way he was going to top my computer's sexiness.
...Okay, I lied, there's no way that any inanimate object could be sexier than Robert Downey Jr. as Tony Stark. SOULFUL BROWN EYES.
I should go to bed. But Spore! It CALLS TO MEEEE.
P.S. I started watching the debate tonight, but I started getting very angry at politics in general and McCain specifically, so I had to go back and play more Spore. Because green.
P.P.S. I can't handle this, it is far too adorable, because BABY ECHIDNAS.
P.P.P.S. HYPERACTIVITY.
Current Mood: SPORE OMG.
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September 24th, 2008
| 09:21 pm - Been a While
Time for a boring bring-everything-up-to-date entry so that I may soon write more interesting entries about specific incidents and not have to exhaustively explain context.
I continue to exist! Many things have changed. Mostly, they have changed for the better. For instance, I have an apartment (!). It is extremely sexy and also apartment-like in many tasty ways. There was a rockin' MST3K party here a few nights back. I have an internship! with Main Street Stage. I basically do everything, and am learning everything. Most of what I have done so far is take notes and clean things, but the day will come (Sunday) when I get to do something far more productive, which is take part in a Red Room. By the way, everyone who can should come to the Red Room on Oct. 4th because, well, the Red Room rocks in general, but also because I will be rocking the Red Room on that day. Also, come see the Halloween production we're doing Oct. 31st and Nov. 1st in Williamstown's scariest stone chapel, because it is funny, scary, and written by Kelli Newby. I play an intern, which is not a stretch.
I currently reside with two small kittens and one large man-type creature. I wish I could say I love all three of them equally, but the man-type creature, while not quite as small, furry, and adorable (well, furry, sure, and a quite adorable, but not small, and doesn't say "meow" quite as often) as the kittens, tugs on my heartstrings in very interesting and lovely ways. He brings me breakfast some mornings to surprise me! Luxury! Also, he tends to spout romantic phrases off the top of his head, but I've told him I forgive him for that. Don't tell him I love him more because of it.
My step-father, remarkable man that he is, has seen fit to bless me with a car, soon as I get my driver's license, which will be very, very soon. I've told him that I will wash the exterior of his house, should he so desire, because it seems rather forward to, on first "thank you," offer the use of any of one's vital organs should the thankee so desire them. Nevertheless, if he needs a kidney, or even feels like he just wants an extra for rainy days, I'll gladly deliver.
The only fly in the ointment, currently, is the job thing. My job isn't awful, really, in fact most days I enjoy it, but the pay blows chunks (and also is too little) and there is a certain co-worker who I daily wish to, as much as I hate to admit this, spank. I've tried, but I just can't seem to convince her that they pay her to do work, so maybe she should do some of that. Ah, well. At least I have acquired massive amounts of upper body strength in the process.
And currently I have a kitten residing in my lap, which does a great deal to soothe frazzled nerves, so, even though my day was not the best one, at least there is kitten. Then, if I run out, there's another handy.
Current Mood: ![[mood icon]](http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v254/SilverAg/Hobbes/blank.gif) blank
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June 7th, 2008
 | 01:10 pm - The Shiny Store!
The Shiny Store on Etsy! You love my sexy pictures. Admit it.
Current Mood: ![[mood icon]](http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v254/SilverAg/Hobbes/proud.gif) accomplished
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May 26th, 2008
| 06:53 am - Sick
So, I have strep throat.
And mono.
ARGH OW THE PAIN.
Plz to send soup & love.
Current Mood: ![[mood icon]](http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v254/SilverAg/Hobbes/nauseated.gif) sick
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