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| stupid girl |
[14 Apr 2008|11:57am] |
sleeping schedule for the past 48 hours:
3am saturday to 3pm sunday
11pm sunday to 2am monday
this is why i'm not allowed days off.
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| hmph |
[03 Apr 2008|12:13pm] |
dear theatre department,
you made me think that a theatre degree was a good idea. then you sent me out into the world with a theatre degree. i think that sending me letters asking for money is just adding insult to injury.
love,
nat
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| also |
[02 Apr 2008|12:32am] |
on the flight from minsk to ny, i saw enchanted.
i wanted to like it. i did.
but i thought it was the dumbest, most unnecessary, saccharine-est film i've seen in a long, long time.
although i'm not entirely clear on what it is in my brain that allows me to hate it while simultaneously loving the tenth kingdom with every fibre of my being.
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| books |
[02 Apr 2008|12:22am] |
It's a bit disconcerting to me that my favorite books can turn out not to be favorites anymore. I never thought about this before, but taste in literature can change just like taste in music. I've recently come across two examples of this: a profile i filled out back when i was 19 - none of my listed favorite books would show up on the list anymore. Ok, that's fine. Maybe I've just read better books since then.
But. While browsing goodreads.com, i came across some quotations from a book i used to love (i read the book at least 5 times between the ages of 16 and 21) - and all the quoted lines seemed cliched and insipid to me! So sad!
So how can i say "i love that author!!" with any conviction?? This may sound like the stupidest rant ever, but this realization is very upsetting for me!
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| idiot |
[06 Feb 2008|03:24pm] |
i'm pretty poor right now (with the not-working-in-order-to-travel-for-a-month thing that's about to commence), so i'm trying not to spend any money, and also not to waste anything that i've already purchased.
which leads to such moments of brilliance as this:
i just drank a huge (HUGE - as in the entire 4-cup capacity of my coffee pot) cup of (strong!) coffee so as not to waste the open can of condensed milk i have in my fridge. this is on top of the two cups of tea i already had with breakfast.
i am so jittery that if you look up "jittery" on wikipedia you'll see my picture. at least if you do it in the next 2 minutes.
ok, i was lying. but i seriously am very jittery. so jittery.
GAAAAAAAH.
idiot.
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| foreigners need to step off, yo |
[06 Feb 2008|02:30pm] |
Now, i'll be first in line when it comes to making fun of our current president.
However.
Mocking his americanization and southernization of foreign names is completely unnecessary.
Do foreign dignitaries assume an american accent when pronouncing american names? No, i don't think so. Basically it comes down to "his accent is less glamorous so let's all make fun."
So step off.
There are SO MANY other things that you could be focusing on, if you happen to want a distraction from all the shit he's gotten us into that makes you cry.
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| too much |
[04 Feb 2008|05:56pm] |
my mother's apocalypse beliefs are getting to be too much.
her response to my question the other night:
me: "is it possible to re-get Belarussian citizenship by giving up your US one?"
her: "belarus won't be there anymore in a few years. europe will be under water after 2012"
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| children |
[17 Jan 2008|09:34am] |
i just remembered that when i was younger (6th to 8th grade-ish) i considered it HIGHLY embarassing that my mom is a year older than my dad.
no idea why.
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| thoughts |
[11 Jan 2008|02:47pm] |
our second annual "housewarming party" is tomorrow and i'm pretty nervous about a number of things. we won't finish cleaning on time. the food will turn out to be horrible. the L train stops running and i get stuck at my rehearsal in Williamsburg hours before the party (gah!). no one shows up. way too many people show up. way too many people show up and the floor of our apartment collapses into the apartment below and i'm pretty sure that counts as "renter negligence," which is discussed at such length in our lease.
anyway, all pretty unfounded and/or ridiculous fears, but i always, always, get really nervous before hosting anything. last year's housewarming was "officially" scheduled to start at the dumb hour of 7pm, and when no one was there by 8pm i was all ready to freak out and start calling people, hyperventelating, or drinking heavily (or all of the above), because: all the preparations and cleaning and worrying and now no one's even here!! except by 10 pm about 40 people were in our apartment, effectively doubling my estimate of how many people it could hold. also, proving (for the umpteenth time) that i should just chill the fuck out.
so yes. i'm sure i don't need to worry or freak out or have 17 nightmares every night detailing all the possiblities of house party hell, but there's really nothing i can do. except distract myself.
which i've been doing at work by reading pamie.com. i first started reading it to follow the WGA strike, but now i've delved deep into the archives (um..1998, to be exact) and i can't stop reading. which is kind of bad, because i should really be entering the huge piles of data i have on my desk. so i've made a deal with myself. in order to finish in the 3 weeks i have left, I need to do about 8 records per hour. as long as I do those, I can spend the rest of the hour doing anything i want (which used to mean playing 28 simultaneous games of scrabulous, but now is mostly me retroactively stalking someone through their blog archives.)
in four weeks i will be in israel, then germany, then minsk. i think a month away from daily facebook reloads, gchat, and television recaps might help me regrow enough brain cells to someday lead a healthy and productive life. except...do brain cells regenerate? i guess i'll go check wikipedia...
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| cold |
[04 Jan 2008|11:58am] |
Dear weather,
Please get a little bit warmer real soon so that I can do my laundry and also buy groceries without my face freezing off.
Also, please shut up all the idiots that claim that a cold week proves that global warming isn't real.
Also, please have the courtesy to read the weather report on my computer and act accordingly.
Much love,
Nat
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| lottery |
[18 Dec 2007|03:56pm] |
for the past couple of weeks, i have, against my better judgement, been participating in the office mega millions pool.
today, i forgot to get my $2 in before noon.
i will be really upset if this is the week that they win.
although that would probably mean that a few somewhat interesting job openings would suddenly pop up...
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| brooklyn |
[21 Aug 2007|11:31am] |
as i emerge from under the rock that is celebrate brooklyn, i realize: "i've been to manhattan all of 5 times this summer!"
and that's kind of really great. i like living AND working AND playing in the same borough. (not that working/playing were too separated this summer...but that's kind of great too.)
but now that it's over, i'm looking forward to getting away. 10 days in costa rica - i'm leaving tomorrow night! whee!
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| damn rain |
[29 Jul 2007|01:15pm] |
dear sun,
i know we've had a shaky relationship at times. and i know you're quite schizophrenic and elusive recently. but. seeing as i only have, like, 7 days off this summer, would it kill you to stick around for at least ONE of them?
oh, it would?
ok, then.
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| update |
[25 Jul 2007|10:28am] |
the chamomile seems to have survived. as has the friendship.
i think.
slice of life: i'm baking ham in a toaster oven, drinking raspberry tea, and wishing it were already time to go to work. (sad?)
i counted the random bruises on my legs today: 17. I have no idea where they come from, and they never hurt! it's kind of creepy...
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| actors |
[07 May 2007|12:19pm] |
i've done a few shows recently with actors who, for a change, are not fresh out of college, and make a significant portion of their living through acting work (commercials and voiceovers are what pays, apparently.)
they also have a fairly interesting range of day jobs. (it's been a topic i've paid attention to a lot more recently, now that i'm absolutely positive that temping/offices are eating my soul.)
some dayjobs include:
--massage therapist (pretty common, actually)
--catering manager
--real estate agent
--pet shop clerk
--stay at home dad
i'm not including the lawyers, doctors, etc. - those feel a little more substantial than a "day job". also, those people tend to define themselves as having the more professional career first ("i'm a lawyer who also acts" as opposed to "i'm an actor who sells houses to pay the rent")
an overall departure from the land of table waiting/bartending/temping that i'm used to seeing. (of course, there are tons of those as well...)
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| stupid girls' guide to being stupid |
[25 Apr 2007|10:19am] |
my old emails read like a stupid chick book that makes you cringe on every page and want to slap the protagonist. however, having read a bunch of them, i have noticed a few surprising trends:
1. i've actually managed to grow up quite a bit in the past few years (it doesn't feel like it)
2. hey, i'm ok. things are good.
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| movies |
[12 Apr 2007|12:14am] |
Go to IMDB.com and look up 10 of your favorite Movies.
Post three official IMDB "Plot Keywords" for these 10 picks.
Have your friends guess the movie name.
1. Teen Angst / Music / Fake Funeral
2. Adultery / Assistant / Gardener
3. Drunk / Countryside / Plotless
4. Trapped / Part Animated / Subconscious
5. Tough Guy / Memory Lapse / Diabetes
6. Alcoholic father / S&M / Self-inflicted Injury
7. Overprotective Brother / Misfit / Mental Illness
8. Erased Memory / Betrayal / Crush
9. Miami Beach / Nightclub / Senator
10. Garden Gnome / Automatic Photo Booth / Hypochondriac
P.s. - yes, i know this is hard! i just looked at the list and realized i couldnt remember a couple of them myself! i'll post answers/unscreen comments in a couple of days. (as soon as i figure out what everything is =)
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| sigh |
[11 Apr 2007|11:51am] |
a year ago we were here:
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| p.s. |
[10 Apr 2007|06:29pm] |
this is a resolution i was going to make for new year's, but then i was too drunk to remember.
this year's resolution: never drink cider AND liquor in one night ever again. ever. ever. even if one or both are free. just say no, kids. just say no.
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