pocketmouse: (fuckery)
The internet, I am so tired. I have been sleeping like crap lately. I don't know if it's the changing weather or my terrible schedule or both or something else entirely. It's not helped by the fact that caffeine does terrible things to me and doesn't help at all, and I always regret it when I try it. You can tell I'm tired today because I just spelled someone's name as 'Stefanons' in this form.

Also I am kind of cranky because I met up with a good friend from college who's been out of the country for a couple years. He was in the theatre tech program with me, and I think it was always more of an amusement/hobby for him than a thing he was interested in doing as a career (like many people in the theatre program), because other than an internship during college, he's not pursued doing it professionally as far as I can tell. He kept his hand in doing some community-esque stuff while he was abroad, and entertained me with some horror stories, but that's about it. Anyway, I caught him up on what I was doing, and I forget what exactly he said, because he didn't say it in any sort of negative manner, and I can't even tell if there was surprise to it or if he was just going for confirmation, but the way he reacted to me saying that up 'til last month I was still doing the same job I'd had when I'd seen him three or four years ago -- I mean, that shouldn't be a surprise thing. Sometimes I really feel like I was the only one there who was doing a theatre degree in order to do theatre professionally. And I know that's not true; a quick look on Facebook will assure that, but when I get reactions like that it's frustrating -- I didn't get a degree for fun, I got it because it was useful and something I want to spend the rest of my life doing. And if I don't, it's because I found something I enjoy even more. If I was just doing it for fun I wouldn't have put so much work in that I nearly burned myself out before I even graduated. Come on!

Arrr. Anyway.

Also I spent way too much time thinking about setting up a poly holiday-season gift exchange. Yes, there's 3 Ships (if that's happening? zvi's been very quiet this year and I don't have an inside track any more), but that's primarily threesomes with bonus extra people as a new thing last year, and b. fic only. I'd like to do something more open to art and podficcing and vidding as well as fic. Would anyone be interested in doing something like that? Or do we have enough separate challenges that cover the different various aspects? Feel free to spread the word. People who've run challenges, can the AO3 handle shit like 'yes I would like a vid or a fic' or do they have no way to handle that yet?

In other news, I still can't finish any of my damn fics. Comment if you want any headcanons, though (be as specific as you want).
pocketmouse: (incharge)
I am back in DC! I am not sure if that's a yay or a boo. So I'm going to go with boobs, because that's a yay thing, but it includes the word boo. So boobs, I'm back in DC.

I know I made a post or two already on the road, but I'm going to do a sum-up post of all the awesome awesomeness, because I had a totally great time. The worst thing about the trip was having to come home so quickly.

Chicago )

Columbia )

St Louis )

Man, I know there was more, but that was the big stuff. Stumbled home last night around 12:30, after having to suffer through a flight where the lady next to me was complaining about her travel agent (who was too stupid to use Google, I heard enough of the conversation to know that much was justifiably true), and then wanted to know about the book I was reading (the linguistics book), instead of taking the (open!) book as a sign to not talk to me. Oh well, she did shut up after that. (waves it off, it wasn't really that irksome)
I wish I could have squeezed one more day into the trip, if only to possibly squeeze some more hugs out of the faculty (really, every drama faculty who saw me hugged me, including two from Sean, who, remember, has only seen me once before), and maybe talk to them some more, especially Sean, Henry, and Bill. And I didn't get to see all the dance faculty, and I might have liked to see who Jason knew that I know, since he's from VA.

But yeah, that was my trip. It was pretty damn awesome. I need to remember to email and ask Sean about grad school, if I think I might do it soon. Still totally up in the air about that -- right now I'd rather stay where I am than move, just for grad school. But I should keep him in mind.

Skiffy night tonight, and fic catching up! I only got about a couple hundred words of stopwatch fic written this week, and that's not good enough. I'll have to fix that.

*stares at blank page*

It's over!

May. 19th, 2007 12:22 am
pocketmouse: Ray Kowalski in motion, blurred (ray_blur)
Yay! I'm all gradumamated! Ceremony itself was incredibly boring, as is to be expected, but I am officially done and graduated now, Magna Cum Laude, and all I have left is tuition payments.


Wait...

oh, snap!

May. 13th, 2007 12:23 am
pocketmouse: (incharge)
Magna cum laude! Take that, bitches!

I love webstac, because otherwise I would not know this yet.

And OMG, I was surprised enough to find out that tech award came with a check! I thought it was just a kind of fun department thing. But it's got a check, and it's named after someone, and it's on my unofficial transcript. I... thought it was just an attaboy/chance to show off the techies for once.

Oh.


In other news, I love my parents sometimes. I find out I have to get to DC in less than a week, and when the final call comes in in the middle of the workday, when I'm in the middle of the Park, they book my ticket and hotel for me, because I won't be home for six hours, and already have too much credit card debt as it is. Awesome. I'm going to try and get home early, because I'll be missing most of the workday on Monday. Bleh. Oh, Spark, why do you not have your act (or equipment) together?

Crap. I have to be up in six hours. It's times like this where I wish I drove.
pocketmouse: Peter Parker failing at webslinging: Hang in there, Spidey (spidey)
OMG, Spiderman is full of teh gay! *hearts* )

There's more, I'm sure. That was pretty rambly. So, overall, for those of you who just want to know: I found it a fun and amusing romp. Romp in the 'in it for the lulz' sense.


The seniors are getting flighty. The final acting showcase was today, so tensions were pretty high. There were tears shed by some. Some of the monologues were interesting, some were nicely revealing (T), and others were expectedly humorous but unrevealing (R, damn you). Sunday is the banquet. Friday is graduation.

woe.

May. 1st, 2007 02:26 am
pocketmouse: (lucky_snow)
So I got a call from SFSTL telling me about work for next week. We start at 7:30 on Monday. 7:30. In the morning. That's not a real time. Mou.

Went to the last Pot Roast show, which was awesome. So. Much. Love. Makes me wish I had gone more often. And -- oh, just watching Rob & Ted, it kind of just breaks your heart, because how do you walk away from possibly the best friendship of the last four years of your life? They have always existed, for all of us, as a single unit, and none of us can really picture them separately any more. Especially Ted. It's one of those things I just don't understand. Moving to Chicago is not a big thing, on the whole, and they're not like they're co-dependent or anything like that, but it's just slightly outside our frame of comprehension. Muaugh.

God, I want to write some meta. Hopefully I can sit down and do some shit this summer.

Oh, I also watched ReGenesis. )

I have four episodes of Supernatural sitting on my desktop, waiting for me to catch up with them. Oh, Supernatural, how you make me indecisive.
pocketmouse: (art)
Today was WILD - Ok Go, with Reel Big Fish opening. OMG, the RBF part was almost like being in a mosh pit, which was just terribly annoying, and I should have found a way to dump my bag earlier. Also, I was stuck behind Laura, who is tall, and was basically at the back of most of my friends, so got interacted with very little, and mostly just pushed a lot. Mnghf. Ok Go was better, but my that point we weren't at the front any more. We'd taken over a good 12 feet or so of space on the grass, and a number of the improv people were playing Sexually Inappropriate Charades. This is where you act out something (scene from a movie, famous person, or just something sick and twisted) and then you fuck it. Examples: John Wilkes Booth killing Lincoln, Einstein and the space-time continuum, The Godfather, King Kong & Godzilla, babies, etc. Yes I hang out with odd people. So Ok Go ended up being mostly background music at that point. But their encore was great -- they had extra time, (which was, yeah, probably planned, but still) so they did the dance from 'A Million Ways.' OMG, that was so awesome.

In more job-related news, I got a call from the people in Cali, basically offering me the job, which right now is summer only, but with the possibility of more after that. I still need to hear back from the DC people, because that's where I really want to go, and it starts at the same time.

[livejournal.com profile] katz_chen, when were you planning on moving out to MD? I know if I went out there, I'd probably have to be out there during July, which a. means I won't get to come back to AZ, and b. means I'd probably be out there before you, but I don't know. Do you have any housing plans right now?

...

Apr. 26th, 2007 06:57 pm
pocketmouse: abstract flower & anime face (pocketmouse)
Holy crap.


...I just had my last class as a college student.

(Okay, so it was a few hours ago. Shut up. It just processed.)

(And okay, there might eventually be grad school.)

But I will have no more classes with these people. After a few weeks, I'll either only see them by coincidence (which would be amazing happenstance, as I am not Rob), or by careful planning.

I don't know how I feel about that, but part of me aches.

Another part is eager. Another is tired. I don't know if I know how to process this.

I've been listening to this Carbon Leaf song a lot: )

I don't know when it's really going to hit me.
pocketmouse: (david_mind)
ReGen )

In other news, I have finished my last show with the PAD. Not sure how I feel about that. So close to the end of the year, and it doesn't feel like it at all. I don't know what's happening next.
pocketmouse: (blither)
Woohoo! My new Vectorworks software came yesterday; it came about five minutes before I had to leave -- I'd already been standing outside for about fifteen minutes, and I'd just about given up when I saw the FedEx truck two streets over. I kind of hate getting packages by FedEx/DHS/UPS/etc, because they don't leave stuff at the door, and I'm never home when they are, and it's all a big mess. It's always pretty much serendipity when I can catch them. But yaye! VW12 is so great -- I haven't really had a chance to test it much, but it's what we've got at school, and it's got some nifty upgrades, je m'encrois.

Also, with any luck, I'll be getting a bike tomorrow. And my Parthenon paper is about 85% complete -- I have 9/10 min pages, though hopefully I'll get at least 12-15 in there, and I still have a lot of polishing to do, but this is with just trying half-assedly. Go me! It's due Friday. Uh. Then thesis revisions are due April 3. I haven't even looked at their notes yet. Whatevers. I did manage to write a ReGen ficlet, that might work for my late late, horribly late pic1000 challenge. Heh.

Lulz. Life is good now, and it'll be totally even better once GMail gets up and running.

gnargh

Mar. 24th, 2007 10:09 pm
pocketmouse: Two people hugging on a dock in summer. (pmouse_dock)
OMG, body, what the hell is wrong with you? The day I actually set aside to work on the Parthenon paper (now due in a week, thank you) and you fall asleep! Multiple times! I slept in 'til noon (went to bed not quite at three) or a little bit past that, maybe, and I actually went grocery shopping -- got up, was fine -- then tried to work on my paper and couldn't go more than a sentence or two without falling asleep! I know this class was boring and bad, but not that bad. OMG. What the shit. I have no idea why I keep falling asleep. Crap.

Going to try to spend tomorrow before rehearsal at the library, see if that helps.


I had my thesis defense yesterday as well. It was pretty tame, compared to some stories I've heard. Yeah, this is just undergraduate, but I wasn't expecting them to talk more than me. It was kind of basically like a joint office visit. Dunno. Weird. But I think I'll get a good grade. I still have to look at the paper for revisions.

Also, drafting is way, way too much fun. Might post some updated pictures later.

Right now I'm going to try not to fall asleep.

Again.
pocketmouse: (worktime)
Finished! \o/

The draft of my new thesis is done. Thank crap it only has to be 15-20 pages. Since, you know, I'm turning in my 800-lb stage manager's bible. Which I ought to put in a new binder. And see if I have to let them keep.
But. It's a respectable 18 pages, very close to going onto 19. I'm relatively satisfied. Hopefully I will get some revision notes that I care about, and we'll see what happens.

Now I can shift my concentration to other matters, like that Parthenon paper I still haven't touched.
pocketmouse: (home_space)
Yay, my MLaaD DVDs came in the mail today! Thank you, [livejournal.com profile] scriggle! I have to introduce my sister to a younger Callum.

What hasn't come in the mail are the recommendation letters I needed for my thing-application. It's for a volunteer position at the USITT conference this spring, and basically it means I'd work during the conference, but I wouldn't have to pay about $300 to register for the conference. I emailed them both, and Bill said he'd fax it to them, but I wasn't able to get a hold of Bonnie. I think she might be in Germany. (headdesk) So I'm just going to hope she sent it directly to them. ...which is what I said they did.
Whatevs. Either way, I'm going to the conference, it's just a matter of how much I'll be paying for the privilege.

Also, I've managed to finagle my way into shadowing someone here in town for my honors thesis, considering another draft is due about a week after I get back, and I haven't managed to shadow anyone in St. Louis yet.
But that doesn't mean I've written anything.

And I also need to write my Parthenon paper. I checked out a bunch of books, to my sister's dismay (yay, her library card), but once again I have yet to write anything, since I still hate this class with a passion.

I can't believe it's in the 50's here. I keep wanting to go jogging, but jogging at 3 AM is never smart, so I haven't managed. Also, it's been raining. I know! In Arizona! Not supposed to happen!

I did bring home my CDs full of Europe photos, so if I can manage, I'm going to format all of those and get a lot of those posted, so people can finally check them out. I can't believe it's only been a semester -- it feels like so much longer. Bleah.

[livejournal.com profile] katz_chen, what are you doing for New Year's?

ETA: OMG, it's also the month for crack_van -- my Wilby story got posted there, and now I'm up for Mag_7 recs. Eep! I'm pulling them all now, so I don't have to think once I start up classes again. Anyone wants to give me any opinions, I'd be happy to take 'em, I'm mostly up on classics.
pocketmouse: Ezra Standish: when the world gets in your way (world)
Bleh. Life sucks today. It started out productive enough, I got some work done on class stuff. I was going to go out and do some shopping, but as I was packing up my stuff to go, I realize I am missing my keys.
Which means, of course, not just my house keys (apartment, building, mailbox), but several of my work keys. Fortunately my stage manager's ring is separate, but the keys I use for work study -- four of them -- were on my normal key ring. I have duplicates of at least two of them, but the problem is that if we lose keys at work, we have to replace the lock, etc, and the person who lost the keys gets charged usually at least $25 per key. Now, I didn't notice this 'til about 4 pm, and the office closes at 5, and I spent 4-6 trying to find the goddamn keys, so I didn't really formally report it. I saw Cindy on her way out, and she knows, and she knows I'm trying to find them, but I'm going to have to go in tomorrow and probably have to shell out a lot of money for the simple fact that my so-called cargo pants have the worst pockets in the world. Whenever I'm sitting or lying down things fall out, but I usually notice and pick them up again. I retraced my steps several times, but I didn't find them.
I also have less than 24 hours to get my reimbursement info in for the $500 I spent on lighting equipment for one of the student groups -- and if I don't get it in, I don't know when I'll get that money back, and I'm really reaching the limit on this goddamn credit card. If I want anything for Christmas, it's a paid-off credit card. It's my only regret about Europe -- I haven't managed to pay it off, and my 'job' doesn't even cover living expenses, but between it and classes and stage managing and everything else I do for everyone, I don't have time for a second job, but people keep asking me to do more stuff. I'm sekritly hoping they'll just give me more money once I reach my federally-appointed limit, but I kind of doubt it.
I - augh. Death.
pocketmouse: (lucky_snow)
So it snowed/iced last night. All the trees look really awesome now.

Casting finally got posted, and WUDT opens tonight, so that means right now I'm back down to just doing Kokoschka, and class stuff. OMG, this week was terrible. We had WUDT tech and auditions/callbacks in addition to the normal schedule, and doing three things at once that intensly is just awful. I feel like I fucked up 20-25% of what I was supposed to do. And I hate doing all this school stuff too.
I'm waffling towards grad school again, because I think if I could find a good program geared specifically to stuff like this, it might help me organize better, etc. And it's always good with the contacts. But I'm not sure. So we'll see. I might at least apply to a place or two, like Yale (cuz hey, why not, and they have a good program), and if I don't get in that's fine, because I don't want to do it right now that intensely, so it's not a big deal.
I never did get to finish my inuvikdotcom story, and I still might try to, but I seriously haven't had time to write anything since Thanksgiving break. Not that I was really writing before then. Hopefully I'll be able to do something once winter break starts, and I'm not dead from stupid classes any more.
I'm also hoping to finally upload my pictures from Europe, I've started in on a flickr account, but there's more I need to put up.
I got into all my classes for next semester -- Sound, CAD, and Byzantine Icons. I'm also working on Senior Honors, if I can get my ass off the couch for it. God, I wish I was done.
pocketmouse: horses running (horses)
Well, the annual 'Skanksgiving' party was tonight -- aka cross between Halloween & Thanksgiving party (read: wear slutty clothes & get drunk) for the department kids -- and having nothing better to do, I went.
Really, I had two ulterior motives: one was to get drunk and have a good time, which I mostly accomplished. People stayed later than last year, and didn't split up as much, so I didn't really get the action I was hoping for. Don't know if that's a good thing or not yet.
The second goal I had was to finally set the record straight with me and Derek. I kind of figured it wouldn't be a storybook ending, and yeah, I was right. I would have been happy to live in ambiguity the rest of the year, but I went ahead and got an answer. The answer was what the practical part of me figure it would be -- friends, and it's not a big deal that I have a crush on him, which he figured out. I mean, really, not surprising that he'd figured it out, it was mostly me not being sure because he hadn't said anything. But it's not like 'ew, she has a crush on me,' so we're cool with it. And frankly, I kind of expected something like that, because lately the crush has been pretty much joy and his presence, not anything else. So I think it's partly just the fact that I haven't really had a lot of friends like that, and I don't know what it is. But yes, he still fills me with the joy of life, and that's not going to change.
Also, I was drunk, which always ups my Kinsey 2 to a Kinsey 3, and the person who usually takes the brunt of it wasn't there, so [livejournal.com profile] obiwankatie got the brunt of it, which she wasn't expecting, but as I was drunk and there were other people present, it wasn't really the right time to sit down and talk about it. But yeah, sorry. Frankly, I was groping everyone who got near me. And by groping I mean petting. And by everyone I mean everyone but Derek, who a. obviously is not a touch person, and b. early on, even before I talked to him, put down a no-groping rule, and Rob, who has a girlfriend and I see as an older-brother type. Also Josh, because that's just weird.
So yes. My feet hurt from the shoes, I've just given half my flist a good college flashback, and I really need to return those shoes, cuz there's no way I'm keeping them.
Also, I'm going to have to finish out the Parthenon class, 'cuz today was the last day to withdraw, and I just can't manage to convince myself to go route b.
pocketmouse: Wil Wheaton dressed as a homeless man for CSI: OMGWW! (omgww)
OMG, intarnetz, why must you be so full of totally random crap that can keep me from writing my goddamned paper outline?! I have read several internet comics, waaaay too many SGA fics (though hell, 1 is too many, since I'm trying to quit myself of that fandom), checked my email a dozen times, and played a lot of solitaire. I just have no fucking compulsion to write this goddamned paper. I probably wouldn't, if I didn't need this paper to graduate with a degree in Art History. Which, at this point, isn't too important to my future, but I'm 2 classes from success, so to give up now would be pretty damn crappy; plus I've already filed my intent to graduate papers.
I am redownloading ReGenesis S1, because I can't live without Peter Outerbridge, and the DVD system of the world is not being accomodating, and I can't for the life of me get my external #1 to connect to my computer. Which is kind of like living in hell.
(you'll notice I'm still not writing my paper)
Also, I made a new wallpaper with Callum, since he is on everyone's ...er, lips... these days, and I'd deleted my Europe pics in order to get more room on my HD (don't worry, they're saved to disk, and I'm going to eventually upload them all to flickr).
And I still have a big goddamn crush, and I get way too hyper by doing theatre stuff, as was made obvious today, when I went to the Radio Plays, and they were all yelling things like 'She's doing work!' and 'Give me that light back!' while I ran down the corridor, helping strike. It was fun, and I really don't know why I was hyper. Or maybe I do. But anyway...
My solitaire score is over 50%! Also, I'm being really inspired to work on my Mag_7 stuff, which is surprising, since I haven't worked on that fandom for a while. But something that was pointed out to me about the AU fandoms has been bothering me lately, so I need to rewatch the canon, and work on my 'slightly more sensible' modern-day AU. I can't believe I originally wrote it for the JD. Also, I should take a look at the 'shattered' series, which I've never finished. But I really don't know where I want it to go -- probably no one wants me to take it where I think it should go, which is nowhere where I planned it to go in the start, and that's always such a problem.
Maybe I should go get drunk. Chili is fun (it fits in a smaller container now, yaye), but in order to get it out of the freezer I keep having to pass the bottle of Jaeger. Yay for Jaeger. I think I'm still a little hyper right now. But I like the way my fingers move really fast on the keys, even if there's sometimes some typos. But that's OK, since it's four in the morning and all. Oh my god, how am I going to make it to class? My guess is that I'll fall asleep in it again (see why I hate it so much and can't write a fucking paper?), or I'll fall asleep immediately afterwards, which is okay, so long as it's a. not outside and raining (I want it to snow), or b. going to make me miss my appointment with Jeffery. I'm supposed to be figuring out exactly what it is I'm going to be doing with my senior honors project. I hope I don't have to talk to Sue. I probably will; I'm just not really sure what I'm going to do. I hate writing longer things. I'd rather turn in an eclectic assortment of smaller things, but I'm pretty sure that's not what they're looking for.
Look, see, I can write a lot, it just doesn't have to do with anything.
I think I'm going to shut up now, before I drive the internet insane.

mmm, pie

Nov. 9th, 2006 12:17 am
pocketmouse: (executif)
I made pie.

Also, Charlie is in trouble.

Life is good.


(except for that whole paper thing)

um...

Nov. 6th, 2006 02:07 am
pocketmouse: Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are Dead: the two of them in a giant barrel (heads)
Yay, Fiddler is over! Tonight was probably one of the best calls, save for the fact that the roboscanners didn't work, but we did everything right on our end, so I don't give a flying fuck. Still have some minor cleanup to do, getting back scripts, etc, but that's not too bad. So some of us went out afterwards, and they were all convinced I was crazy, or drunk, because with all that pressure gone, I do go a little nuts, and I was all over the place hyper, which was all in all very interesting. Then we went out and saw Borat. I'm not sure what I think of it. )

And now I have a week to catch up on the rest of my life before I lose it again.
pocketmouse: Two people hugging on a dock in summer. (pmouse_dock)
LJ outage not troubling me -- I've learned by now that if LJ's down, it's down for something big, and they'll be up as soon as they can. So I went and read FAKE, instead of going to the library like I was supposed to. And now I'm drunk/tipsy and want to write stuff but I really really can't, and that makes me sad.
Show went fine, it was a show, I tend not to care, but then we went out after to Riddles, a local kind-of-jazz-bar, where our Music Director is in a band that occasionally plays there, and we sang and danced and were generally silly, as we always are when we go there (they must either love or hate those nights). I saw a guy I worked with this summer, which was nice, and I generally had a fun time.
Strike is tomorrow, which makes me glad, because then I have a week where I will hopefully actually catch up on work and stuff. I have to work on my paper big-time. Rar. But yay for being almost done.

And, AZ people, I'll be coming back on December 16th, and I'll be leaving again January 13th.

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