It’s been quite some time since this was updated. I have some stuff to put up here I guess. I’m doing a lot of acting and directing work, I fell off my bike, I have a crush as usual, Haroun and the Sea of Stories, blah blah blah. I don’t feel very good right now so I promise I’ll do the rest later on in the future and stuff. Yeah.
Well here we are again. It’s summertime and it’s probably going to be pretty dull and lonely. Somehow I managed to go through a whole year at PSU without making any close friends. Oh well, I’ll just have to find new ones at, um, a bar or something? I don’t know.
So I did some extensive updating to my website and I hope to continue updating it with new stuff. I want to create a cool theatre page on there. That’s going to be a huge undertaking so it may take a while before it’s actually completed. It actually may never be completed as my career in theatre continues to grow.
The Wizard of OZ opens in a week and I’m very happy with the sounds I’ve created for it. I just hope Michael is happy with them. I think he is. It should be a really fun show and all you people who don’t read this should go and see it. It’s free and it’s in Washington Park.
I’m just going to stop here for now. I really need to update this thing more often…
So apparently it was Dan. He had gone downtown that evening and came home very drunk from wine. He was in his room sleeping and got up to use the bathroom. He then went back into “his room” and after getting on “his bed” he thought, “why are these blankets so weird?” He then passed out. He got up at about 6:30 and thought, “What the hell am I doing in Dug’s room?” He went back into his actual room and slept for an hour or so before having to get up to go to work. Yeah. I thought it was Marc only because it kinda looked like him. But you gotta remember it was 4:00am, it was dark, and I had just woken up. So there’s the solution to that mystery. Case closed.
Before I start this story I should fill in the back story for all the people who don’t read this blog. I live in a house with five other guys. Including me that’s six guys all living in the same house (duh). We have five bedrooms which means that two guys share a room (duh again). We also have a big living room area with a Futon, two love seats, one full size couch, and many chairs of various shapes and sizes. Now that you people who don’t read this know the set-up, I’ll begin with the story.
Last night while I was sleeping I woke up because something was preventing me from fully extending my legs all the way. It wasn’t my cat because although he’s a larger than normal cat he can be circumvented on either side allowing a comfortable fully extended leg position. So drowsily and in the dark I look down at the bottom of my bed and see one of my roommates laying across the foot of my bed asleep. In my drowsy state my brain couldn’t really process the very odd and unusual circumstance this truly was. I looked at the clock (4:00am), stuck my feet out the side of my bed, and went back to sleep. I vaguely remember slightly waking up again later (possibly for the same leg obstruction reason) and seeing the same fully clothed, sleeping roommate curled up at the foot of my bed. I’m almost positive it was Marc but it may have been Red. He was facing the other way and wearing a hat. Plus it was dark and I was barely waking up. I then got up when my alarm went off at 9:00 and my bed was empty other than my own confused person. Now I’m a light sleeper and I think I would’ve heard if someone opened the door and came in the room and especially if someone got on my bed! I guess if it was a zombie I would probably be roaming the streets right now moaning and eating brains. So when I got up I asked the two roommates I saw if they had seen Marc and then told them my story. Neither Wally or Clay had seen Marc that morning but Clay told me about some odd things he noticed about Marc’s area in their room this morning. Like lights and computer on and a full cup of coffee just sitting there. Curious. I’m 99% sure this whole thing actually happened and the only reason why I think it would be a dream is because of how incredibly strange the whole thing is. Right now I don’t know what the hell happened but I’m sure once I talk to Marc it will all make sense….or will it?
*WARNING* please don’t read this. seriously. this post will make me out be a whiny little adolescent bitch. it’s embarrassing to me and I don’t want anyone to judge me like that unless you already have. the reason i’m writing this is for my own benefit. I need to get this out of my head and this seemed like a descent way of doing it. so once again : DON’T READ THIS!!
Hooray for crap! So last term as I was House Managing for “Two Gents” a girl from my make-up class named Jenny had an 8 year old girl ask me if I had a girlfriend to which I answered, “No.” I then took her to a play at Profile Theatre where we saw a great show and then went for drinks. I kind of assumed this was a date and that she was eager to hang out with me since she changed around some plans she already had for that evening in order to go out to the play with me. We had a fun time and I don’t think I made an ass out of myself. I may have talked a bit much but I was nervous and she didn’t seem to mind. So the weeks went by and I would talk to her in class but we really couldn’t hang out much since it was the end of the term and finals were monopolizing most eveyones time. Then winter break came around and I didn’t see her at all because she was in Idaho with her family. I talked to her once on the phone where she said we should hang out and emailed her a couple times without getting a response. School starts back up this term and I call her and try to set up a date but she says she’s busy. I called her friend and asked her some stuff whereby she said she’d tell Jenny to call me. Later that night she calls me and tells me she wants to just be friends. ?? This is where I’m confused. I don’t know what I did or didn’t do to cause her to lose interest in me. I’m perplexed. I tried super-hard to not be an ass, to do fun stuff, to be a gentleman but it didn’t work. I just don’t get it.
From what I’ve observed with some friends, family members, and other folks I know over the past couple months is that if you’re self-absorbed and self-centered you have better luck with the ladies. So my New Years resolution was to be more into talking about how great I am and how wonderful everything I do is even though I’ve always despised those kinds of people. What I’ve learned over the years is that being noble and modest doesn’t do me any good at all. So that was my New Years resolution but I just couldn’t do it. I feel like a superficial asshole whenever I even start talking myself up .I know a gal who is super-cute and who I thought was actually interested in me but she’s dating a guy who looks and acts like Kevin Smith! Trench coat, beard and all! He thinks he’s wonderful! He thinks he’s the greatest playwright in the world and just loves talking about himself. I think I just need to take a bunch of pictures of myself and post them somewhere so that everyone can look at them and say,”Now this guy is totally self-absorbed! He must be great!” Maybe then some of my friends from theatre would have invited me to a New Years party. It’s not like I always have parties here for them.
And then there’s Poppy. I still have dreams about that girl. I had a dream the other night where we were dating and she came up to me saying she was moving to Chicago to be with the lead singer of a rock band she saw the previous night! Weird. I see her at PSU sometimes and we just try not to make eye contact with each other which hurts like hell. I really wish we could just be friends and say Hi and give hugs and talk, you know? But that won’t happen unless I initiate something which I’m seriously contemplating. I’m thinking of writing her a letter and asking her to have lunch with me. I have to write her a letter because she doesn’t respond to my emails. It would be really healthy for my mental state and I think it would be really good for her as well if we could just be friends. Every girl I think I’m interested in I compare to her. She was perfect and then again she wasn’t. She’s an amazing lady and it drives me crazy that she doesn’t want to have anything to do with me.
Just for the heck of it I’ve thought of the coolest way of killing yourself. This is what you need: a 30′ length of hemp rope, some razorblades, some gasoline, a lighter, a .45 magnum, and a tall building. Here’s what you do: Take all this stuff up to the top of the building. Tie the rope into a noose and somehow line the noose with the razorblades so they’re nice and secure, tie one end to something on the roof, then carefully put the noose around your neck, douse yourself in gasoline, put the lighter in one hand and the gun in the other. Now say whatever profound thing you’ve thought up as your last words and light yourself with the lighter. Jump. As you start falling stick the gun in your mouth and pull the trigger. Once you get to the end of the rope the razorblades will hopefully decapitate you and you’ll fall the rest of the way down in two gruesome pieces. The big piece on fire and the small piece with a big hole through it. The two pieces will then land on the ground with a satisfying splat and hopefully continue to burn. The end. Spectacular huh? I’m sorry. It’s a totally sick and disturbing image but just image if someone actually did that. You shouldn’t be reading this anyway, asshole!
So Brian told me to update my blog so here I am doing exactly as my peers tell me to do which is good advice for all you impressionable teens out there. ALWAYS do what your friends tell you to do!! Even if you think it’s bad or harmful they know what’s cool and what’s “in”.
Anyway I’m taking classes at PSU as a Theatre Major. I’d like to get an education degree so I can teach middle or high school theatre but we’ll have to see how the program works. Apparently you have to eventually get a masters degree in education to be a teacher for the rest of your life!! Something to consider.
I’m the Production Manager for Profile Theatre’s winter show “the Heidi Chronicles”, I’m a Supervisor for PFB’s Nutcracker, and possibly Supervisor for PADC’s La Boutique Fantasque but getting any information from Dan or Frances is difficult. I just finished House Managing for the PSU show “the Two Gentlemen of Verona” and I finished running sound for Miracle Theatre’s show “La Carpe Calavera”. I’m also very close to getting paid for PICA’s TBA festival!! Only over a month late!!
Japesgiving is this saturday the 19th. I’ll be getting really drunk and stuffed with food that night. I’m also expecting to play a bunch of Halo 2. It’s almost a tradition now. Booze, food, and Halo2 go well together.
Yeah I’m not that great with this Blog stuff so if anyone even reads this feel free to comment or as questions.
Here is a picture of me in the John Kings Extreme Guitar Orchestra during PICA’s TBA festival.
So Brian is up in Canada beginning his new life of world conquest. It sure is sad to see him go but happy also because he’s improving himself (if he quits smoking) and his life. I’ve never had a friend like him before and I can only hope to have one like him again. blah blah blah. It’s going to be lonely and boring in Portland for a while. I’ll have Picas TBA festival to keep me occupied until school starts up. I don’t know what else to write at this moment. Maybe I’ll add some more later.
Whoopty-doo!! I got a cell phone!! Welcome to the ’90’s. 503-980-5474. Not working so much nowadays but I have rehearsal for Alice in Wonderland m-f 4-7. I have a show tonight with the Portlandia Theatrical Society at the Holocene. It’s going to be full of queers, which is fine, I’m just a little afraid that I’ll be assaulted by tons of gay men after I take my shirt off on stage. Luckily I’ll be able to pretend my friend Crystal is my girlfriend and that’ll hopefully hold them off a bit. The cat has fleas and needs to be neutered. I’m slowly working on it. I also need to get a lawn mower really bad. I’m slowly working on that also. It depends on a lot of stuff like if I can find someone who has a car to take me out there, if someone is actually selling an electric lawn mower which is sporadic, and if I have the money do buy the dang thing. It’ll happen eventually.
Here is a picture of me at one of the Urinetown cast parties. I bet I don’t look like my Dad in this one.
I worked 62 hours the previous week. It kicked my ass a little working so much and now I have to blah blah some paperwork in order to blah blah get paid for all that overtime. I had the post Theatre Arts Banquet pary at my house last thursday which was a blast!! I won best supporting-actor in a musical!! I never thought I would’ve won that one but sure enough I walked away with the big ol wineglass of glory. Later at the party I was surrounded by cute girls and even managed to kiss a couple!! It was great!! There was a lot of love in the air that night. Everyone was really high from getting all this recognition for all thier hard work over the year that it carried over to the party and eveyone was extra happy. What a blast that was. I have really good friends. Anyway here’s a picture from the one-acts last year. This is Alberto from the Perfect Party:
This is going to be one crazy frickin week!! Worked for Mr. Hays today from 10:00 - 12:00, Papertech from 12:00 - 2:00, more Mr. Hays work/lunch 2:00 - 4:00 then go home then go back to PCC to work from 6:00 - 9:00. WOO!! Tomorrow is 10:00 am - 4:00 pm for Dan then 5:00 pm rehearsal for the Portland Theatrical Society only if I can find someone to supervise a rental from 6:00 - 10:00 otherwise I get screwed and have to do it which means I miss rehearsal, Michaels going away party, and the PCC Spring Dance Recital. Wednesday I can make it to Yoga maybe at 12:00pm then it’s June Taylors School of Dance from 2:00pm - 10:00pm. It’s 2 - 10 wednesday through friday and 10am - 11pm on saturday. I’ll probably go work for Dan thursday from 10 - 2. Andrea gets back friday!! HALELUIA!! Next week is only slightly less crazy. Bye.