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[Nov. 18th, 2009|09:32 pm] |
These days I am primarily interested in:
- my new guitar, gorgeous secondhand black Fender- with a resonator!- I got from a Kenneth-the-Page clone off of craigslist for CHEAP.
- kinds of red wine I haven't had before (esp. since my MOST ADORED roommie is probably about to start working at a fancy wine store)
- not working hardly much at all and still comfortably surviving.
- grow the hair? cut the hair? keep it this great brown-y auburn-y sort of Darlinda-esque (by accident; I'm not stalking anyone) current shade?
- more French.
-taking a How to Direct a Play class
- hanging out back.. umm.. tent? at the Big Apple Circus with Nick, who works in it.
- Erin
- Chinese takeout |
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[Jul. 19th, 2009|08:02 pm] |
I'm happy that I'm actually *DOING* stuff this summer, including yearly-type stuff I always put off going to, like the Mermaid Parade & the Siren Music festival (both of which were super fun, 'cause of Coney, duh, but the former trumped latter: it was awesome to see "Mr. Black Francis" play with his superhot wife, and I loved hanging at Cha cha's with my fairy godfather Jim, but people! Are so! Pushy! And rude in crowds! I felt eighty years old next to all of these shove-friendly college students. I was about to start throwing elbows, but the sun and beer got to me and I almost passed out during the Raveonettes. It was nothing a couple more Coronas couldn't fix, though. Also, fear of a run-in with the chay-ooh-day sorta put a damper on the end of the night. But nothing a couple MORE Coronas couldn't fix. Just kidding; I left before I could see what the lineup for the b'q show would be.). I also saw Sonic Youth on July 3rd, which was AMAZING.
I'm trying to think of new kinds of jobs I can do. I'm thinking about going to school to be a court stenographer. Seriously.
Last night someone came up to me and asked, "did you used to be Scooter Pie?". It depressed the fuck out of me, because as far as I'm concerned I never stopped being her. I've been realizing that sitting around feeling bewildered and overwhelmed by all that is going on in the city burlesque-wise isn't going to make me miss it any less, and isn't going to make me part of it, either. I'm not going to just have performing opportunities handed to me because of things I did like five years ago; I have to work hard and not be so daaaaaaamn lazy. And that's ok. Nay, that's GOOD. At the very least I'm going to GO TO a lot more shows.
So, all of you in the community out there in livejournal land, please book Scooter Pie, because she misses you.
JK, I know it's not that easy. |
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| CLUB |
[Apr. 1st, 2009|01:01 pm] |
My kid-hood was defined by a game my sister and I constantly played. See, we were obsessed with tv. We adored Solid Gold and GLOW and Star Search (oh, how I wanted to be a "spokesmodel". Actually, no, I just wanted to out-warble those snotty bedazzled preteen stage bitches. I knew in my heart I could "On My Own" or "Memory" them to the death), but our shared fine-point fixation stuck more to family sitcoms- less the shows themselves than the actors who portrayed the children on them.
Basically, Cara and I, circa 1986 (I was 7), invented the kind of reality show where you stick a bunch of "celebrities" in a room together, except we invented it in our minds. Life Must Be Tough for Those Kids, we pondered. What If There Was a Place They Could All Go To Hang Out Together And Share Their Famous-Kid Troubles, Except It Would ALSO Be On TV?
In our minds, such a place/tv show would exist. It would be a kind of resort with youth-friendly things like water slides and Atari setups. You could do dance aerobics or play with dogs. No regular people would be allowed. This place had a name, and it was CLUB. All caps, though it didn't stand for anything.
Wanna play Club?, Cara and I would ask each other as we settled on the carpet for Rags to Riches (which was pretty much ALL teenage girls- do you remember this amazing show? It was supposed to the be the early 1960s but with super 80s clothes, and they would sing girl-group songs with subtly altered lyrics. We started a petition to save it when it was cancelled. It didn't work.) or Benson (to catch up on Missy Gold, sister of Tracey "Carol Seaver" Gold). Tv watching became interactive: we diligently kept a notebook where we'd write down all the child- and teen-actors' real names. We'd devour interviews in Teen Beat and TV Guide to glean any sense we could about their "real" personalities (instances of Circus of the Stars and episodes of Tv's Bloopers and Practical Jokes also served as helpful resources). Armed with lists and highly hypothesized notes ("Danny Cooksey seems like a real joker!"), a sort of fantasy football-type experience ensued as we sidled different names up to each other. Would Kirk Cameron and the red-haired girl from Head of the Class want to date each other (probably, as this was pre- Born Again)? I focused on those closer to my age: Would Keisha Knight Pulliam (Rudy Huxtable) be better friends with Soleil Moon Frye (Punky Brewster) or the littlest one from Just the Ten of Us, Heidi Zeileger? Did Danica McKellar flip her hair around that much in real life? The occasional movie actor, like the ubiquitous Coreys Feldman and Haim, may have been involved as well, but tv, with characters who came into your house weekly, while you were in your pjs or picking your nose, felt so much more intimate.
The funny thing about "playing CLUB" is we never actually PLAYED it- we didn't portray the actors, and we didn't pretend to interact with them- we were simply the executive producers of the imaginary program, and it was all played out out loud and on paper. Still, this kept us entertained on Saturday afternoons for a couple of years. Well past the creation of Alyssa Milano's fantastic workout video, "Teen Steam" (the entire theme song to which I will sing you sometime if you want). Neil Patrick Harris may have been involved. I think it was until the titular kids of Kids, Incorporated started developing secondary sex characteristics.
I was just thinking about this because I was reading Soleil Moon Frye's Twitter thingies. |
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| (no subject) |
[Feb. 4th, 2009|01:55 pm] |
Yeah, I'm outta here.
See you on, like, Sunday, NYC.
I will NOT leave this time (at least not for someone I'm dating). |
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[Feb. 3rd, 2009|12:44 pm] |
It feels like I'm always ending things and starting new things, shoving all of my crap in bags and moving. Always starting over, never getting to settle down.
I tried really hard- I knew deep down this would eventually happen; I was trying to keep it at bay for as long as I could.
Trust your gut.
Andy and I just broke up. I'm excited about being single- I know I need to be, and want to be, but I'm still kind of in that in-shock stage.
Now: deciding what to do. I started this semester and I like my classes, but I don't want to be in Albany. Not because he's here; I just would rather be elsewhere if I'm up to my own devices. I know I have to wait a little big longer before making any decisions, but I wanna leave. I know I'll be getting crap for putting off school again, but....
Uch. Me tired. |
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| Snow day! |
[Jan. 28th, 2009|11:10 am] |
Stupid not-stopping snow. Doesn't it know I don't have proper boots for when I have to go tromp in it to wait for the bus to school? Does college have snow days? At least this new fall is going to buffer all of the scary ice that has evilly coated ALL OF THE SIDEWALKS IN ALBANY. I worry constantly about people falling. Most of them aren't even salted. It's terrible. Hello?
OMG! Andy just called to let me know that classes are cancelled today. Thank goodness. I really like my classes, but I really like having dry feet, too.
Wow, what am I going to do with my snow day? I already did snow day-appropriate-type stuff yesterday, like go through all of my cds and ipod songs to come up with new ideas for acts. And I made superdelicious salmon-stuffed baked potatoes with wasabi dijon dill sauce. I think I will drink more coffee, read ahead in my sociology textbook & bake cookies. Then when A gets home from work we can watch some more 1977-era Dr Who or something. |
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| the inevitable: |
[Dec. 30th, 2008|07:16 pm] |
Did you do something you thought you would never do? Yes.
Did you keep any New Year's Resolutions?
I just saw them written down again- that would be a "NOPE", except I did try to not drink for about a month. Maybe it'll last longer in '09.
Did anyone close to you give birth?
My childhood friend Morgan is about to AGAIN (she was this time last year too), and my dear friend Christi is due on Jan 1st! And Kate has, like, a bazillion more pets than she did this time last year (ok, 3 more)
Did anyone close to you die?
Brian
Did you visit any countries?
other than USA, England.
What would you like to have in 2009 that you lacked in 2008?
Wow, I got 2 of the 3 things I asked for for '08 (money & to be in school, though the former doesn't count now, since I'm brokey again)
I would like passion, creation & connection. (artistically, not through baby-having!)
Will any date from 2008 stay etched in your memory forever?
Not specifically.
What was your biggest achievement of 2008?
I got a B-plus in biology. I don't know if that's the biggest one, though..
What was your biggest failure?
BAD WITH MONEY & dealing with responsibility junk.
Did you suffer illness or injury?
Kind of a lot for me- I got pinkeye, a minor kidney infection, and now I have pre-cancer stuff in my cervix. Oh! And I went to the ER with anal fissures!! That was a high point of the year, I tell ya!
What was the best thing you bought in '08?
Barnyard Pals from the $.50 machine at Hannaford. We have a whole farm by now.
Did your behavior change over the year?
not as much as I'd like it to. Talk about REPEATING BAD PATTERNS.
Where did you spend most of your money?
1st half of the year: bus tix, restaurant meals, bar tabs. 2nd half: rent & groceries (pretty much all I could afford!)
Are you happier than this time last year?
I am happier in some ways. Actually, I'd say yeah.
What song will remind you of 2008?
good question! "Shut up and let me go, hey"? I don't know! A lot.
What do you wish you would have done more of?
saving money, doing creative things, found novel ways to live instead of workin' for the Man & feeling soulless.
What do you wish you would have done less of?
crying.
What did/will you do for Christmas '08?
movies w/ mom & Cara & Sara Toga. Got Chinese food. We're not Jewish, though.
Did you fall in love in 2008?
I have been for like 2 years now, dudes.
Did you get your heart broken in 2008?
umm.. is it dorky to say "I broke my own heart"? Yes? Oh well.
And I had (ok, have, alright?) a mad crush on my best friend's friend's fiancee, which is sucky.
Fave TV Show
The Office, Arrested Development
Do you hate anyone now that you didn't hate this time last year?
I don't "hate"..
What was the best book you read and/or movie you saw?
book- Swish: My Quest to Be the Gayest Person Ever (or whatever it's called) was really beautiful, though it sounds lame-ish from the name. I also read the ENTIRE Essential Dykes to Watch Out For in ONE sitting! (my butt fell asleep) I actually read loads of good books since I have no life and a library card.
movie- I really liked Benjamin Button. Milk was so good; what else came out this year? I can only remember things from the past month, apparently.
What was your greatest discovery?
I don't want to go to f-ing nursing school. I want to do what makes me happy, which is performing and inspiring people.
What did you do on your birthday and how old were you?
I turned 29. I was about to move to Albany, so I planned a big shebang & invited like 40 peops to come to Otto's Shrunken Head. Only 5 came, which made me feel like a loser, but the Volcano Bowl made everything ok. I barfed orange the entire next day. (Which sucked, since we had to fly to England)
What one thing would have made your year immeasurably more satisfying?
NONSUCKY JOBS
How would you describe your personal fashion concept of 2008?
Every day is an opportunity to play dress-up. HAVE FUN & wear whatever you feel like. I support costumes at all times.
What was your greatest disappointment in 2008?
Hm. That Chemistry damn near gave me a nervous breakdown? I don't know. I continually disappoint myself.
Whose behavior merited celebration?
many?
Who was the best new person you met?
a few: Mister James, the Syracuse burlesque peops & Mel, Adaya is lovely, Aimee, and I was thrilled to rekindle connection with Robin & cousin Courtney, my go-to go-out ladies, and to better-friend Kate's high school clique. And Avery & I now email all the damn time, which is cool.
Who did you wish you did not meet?
Ann Taylor.
Who was your best friend?
Andy. I think I will puffy-paint him a t-shirt that says BFFS 4-EVA.
Who was your enemy?
Chemistry.
Who do you miss?
hm. the NYC stage- how's that? Gross?
Who will you never forget?
Brian. Don't abuse painkillers, kids.
Tell us a valuable life lesson you learned in 2008
You won't ever get to be anyone else, so best you deal with it and learn to like yourself how you are.
What will you always remember about 2008?
Being stupid in the kitchen with Andy- cooking dinner & dorking around.
Aspirations for 2009...
perform in lots of new and exciting ways. Do things that make me happy.
Any resolutions?
-learn how to be better with money
- but make lots of it, ha
- do what is right for me. |
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| What backstage last night at the show was like: |
[Dec. 30th, 2008|07:12 pm] |
Performer 1: "I was a finalist on America's Got Talent last year."
Performer 2: "I got an AVN award for 'Best Specialty Scene' for 'Cum on My Tattoo' last year."
LOVE IT LOVE IT LOVE IT
Go Bing Bamboo Room!! |
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| ps.. |
[Dec. 30th, 2008|04:39 pm] |
I have to get MORE of my cervix cut out.
I'm so getting a Jim Dandy sundae after that. |
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| John |
[Dec. 30th, 2008|04:33 pm] |
So the dude I supermegacrushed on from the last day of 8th grade until perhaps somewhere in my mid-twenties is getting married.
Sometimes facebook tells me more than I need to know. |
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| (no subject) |
[Dec. 17th, 2008|09:06 am] |
So A and I are pre-broken up, and it's funny becuase it's like knowing the future. It's been every bit as low-key yet drawn-out as every other step of our relationship has been. Basically this means we're still together now, but in a few months we won't be, for reasons including:
- I haven't been single for more than a couple of months since I was like 19. I turn 30 in May. Umm, that's super gross and unhealthy- I mean, the way I've been doing it has been. That's like books with titles like "Be Co-dependent No More!" and "Love Addiction Made Easy!" that I would never pick up in Barnes & Noble but probably have case studies of me all in them. I also am starting to think that couples are creepy (no offense to the cool ones).
- The months I've been in Albany have been clinically, like, don't-get-out-of-bed depressing. Being broke, bored, not able (or wanting) to drive and fully uninterested in one's attempted schooling will do this.
- Etc.
So I'll be going back and forth to the city as much as I can over the next few months, and then I'll be moving back in the summer, and then I'm never leaving again. EVER. |
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[Nov. 25th, 2008|02:18 pm] |
Yesterday I had to get a biopsy done on my cervix, which I think happens pretty commonly. It's most likely nothing- just a few ugly lil' rebel cells (with rebel yells), not HPV or anything, but it HURT, yo. And the worst is when you're getting something doctor-y done that isn't "supposed" to hurt, but it does, so you (oh, ok, I) feel like an extra-super-wuss for wincing and making "ow" noises and semi-hyperventilating, because they didn't use any numb-y stuff and just gave me a glorified Tylenol beforehand. Afterward, the (very nice and calm and explain-ey and lovely) clinician showed me the three little nubs she cut offa me, which was cool to see, but just made my nethers ache more.
Of course I made Andy buy me an ice cream sundae after that was over. "It wasn't so bad," I told him, "you know, imagine a tiny bit of your urethra being cut out or something."
Then he bought me dinner. Ha ha.
Fortunately there was no bleeding or anything, so I could happily wear see-through underpants to perform in for Bing Bamboo Room last night. Yay. |
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[Nov. 24th, 2008|11:08 am] |
A: What accessories do you wear everyday?
contact lenses or glasses.
B: What is your beauty routine?
scrubby the face, lotionize the bod, put some kind of curly stuff in the hair or be lazy and put it up (it's getting longer!), either put on makeup or not, but at least draw on eyebrows so I don't look like an alien (unless I feel like looking like an alien)
C: What was the last item of clothing (for yourself) that you purchased?
black velvet trousers
D: Do you use a dresser, closet, or both?
closet and dresser
E: What type of earrings are in your ears right now?
None.
F: What type of figure do you have (measurements)?
I don't know.
G: Do you wear glasses?
yes
H: What type of handbag do you carry?
a black one or a purple one- always a big one since I live out of them basically
I: What is your ideal style?
no set style- dress how you feel every day. Every day is a costume.
J: What is your favorite brand of jeans?
I don't really like jeans. The cheap ones that fit brand.
K: Do you wear knee-hi stockings?
sometimes.
L: Do you *have* to wear matching lingerie?
sometimes
M: Do you wear makeup?
usually
N: Do you wear nightgowns?
sometimes.
O: What outerwear do you put on when going out on a typical winters day?
big coat, hat, gloves, scarf. I wish I had a face-cover.
P: What is your favorite perfume?
overdone, but dolce & gabanna light blue. Which is weird because I also call it "eau de tragedy".
Q: Is your motto "quality over quantity" when it comes to clothing and accessories?
yes, because I am poor and greedy.
R: Do you wear rain boots?
I had some but I think I left them somewhere last year after a show
S: Do you wear socks or slippers when your feet get cold?
yes.
T: Do you have a set of travel luggage?
I had an awesome.. oh wait, that was my roommate's.. I was going to say orange suitcase. I totally thought it was mine for a second, whoops.
U: What is your daily uniform?
clothes.
V: If you are married, did you wear a veil with your wedding dress? If not, how did you do your hair?
when I was, I wore a plastic tiara and a blonde wig.
W: Do you wear a watch?
sometimes I wear my dad's watch for good luck.
X: What item of clothing always makes you feel beautiful?
a fitted dress and heels
Y: What is your favorite type of yarn?
um, the warm kind?
Z: Do you prefer zippers or buttons?
both. either. |
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| am I the only person.. |
[Nov. 17th, 2008|01:48 pm] |
who has regular nightmares about Amy Winehouse? Usually wherein I have been put in charge of, like, baby-sitting her (and sometimes Pete Doherty, too) while she's in the midst of a full-on crack/meth/etc. binge.
I have clearly watched too many of those scary videos on Perezhilton. |
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| (no subject) |
[Nov. 14th, 2008|01:08 pm] |
45 ODD things about you! FILL IT OUT and pass it on and also back to the person who sent it to you! Learn 45 things about your friends, and let them learn 45 things about you!
1. Do you like blue cheese salad dressing?
YES. I didn't when I was little because it is mold, but I like it now. Especially mixed with buffalo sauce.
2. Favorite late night snack?
chocolate digestive biscuits.
3. Do you own a gun?
a plastic game one. It shoots pretend sarsparilla bottles across the room.
4. What's your favorite drink at Starbucks or other specialty coffee shop?
I don't like Starbucks. I like regular Dunkin' Donuts coffee, with milk & one splenda.
5. Do you get nervous before doctor appointments?
I get slightly nervous when the office calls me saying the doctor has to call me with, I imagine, some results, and then doesn't call me.. this is happening right now.
6. What do you think of hot dogs?
the tofu dogs at Crif dogs are really good! They are a little spicy.
7. Favorite Christmas song?
I like "and this Christmas/will beeeeee/a very special Christmas.. (big pause)../for mee-eee!"
Shut up. I like it.
8. What do you prefer to drink in the morning?
Dunkin' Donuts coffee, but usually I make folgers or such at home.
9. Can you do push-ups?
I used to be able to do a lot!
10. What's your favorite piece of jewelry?
I like this blue wood-bead bracelet I got at Lark Fest. I liked my nose ring before it fell out. I don't really wear jewelry; I'm too lazy to put it on.
11. Favorite hobby?
I like cooking, taking a nap, reading about food while eating it, reading books I've read a bunch of times already, reading magazines, knitting while watching Degrassi: the Next Generation reruns or the Office. And I like the idea of Scrabble more than the reality of it. Apples to Apples is more fun.
12. Do you have A.D.D.?
I don't know.
13. What's one trait that you hate about yourself?
I want things, and then I don't want them when I get them. I change my mind too much. I start things & don't finish them. There are too many things, I guess..
14. The last disease you contracted?
I got a kidney infection over the summer.
15. Name 3 thoughts at this exact moment.
Should I go to anthro lab early? Do I feel like I'm getting a UTI? Am I dehydrated?
16. Name 3 drinks you regularly drink?
coffee, tea, half coffee/half tea (it's good!)
17. Current worry right now?
Will I be able to drop my stats class, or do I have to finish it?
18. Current hate right now?
How much I change my mind all the time about stuff.
19. Favorite place to be?
New York City, because it's the only grown-up home I've had so far. Now doesn't count.
20. How did you ring in the New Year?
At the house with JoBen the dog and nobody else, drinking too much Friexinet and eating popcorn and watching dvds and passing out on the couch right after 12.
21. Like to travel?
Yes!
22. Name three people who will complete this:
...?
23. Do you own slippers?
I did, and I loved them, but I wore them at work all the time so they got gross so I threw them out.
24. What color shirt are you wearing?
black.
25. Do you like sleeping on satin sheets?
I had them, and I liked the sheets, but the pillow would slide around too much, satin on satin, so it would be hard to keep your head on it. These were my Married Era sheets, that I had Married Sex with my then-husband on. Soo long ago..
26. Can you whistle?
yes
27. Favorite singer/band?
Elvis Costello.
28. Could you ever make it 39 days on the show Survivor?
No. I would probably choose to leave after like a day.
29. What songs do you sing in the shower?
I like to sing "Only Skin" by Joanna Newsom in the shower because I'm proud that I know all the words to a 17-minute-long song. Which means I take long showers.
30. Favorite girl's names?
Elizabeth or Elisabeth, Aurora, Joanna (those were my Cabbage Patch Kids' names)
31. Favorite boy's name?
I don't know. I don't think about boys' names. Lucas?
32. What's in your pocket right now?
I don't have a pocket.
33. Last thing that made you laugh?
the sentence, "Hey, what's this turd doing in my pocket?". Speaking of pockets.
34. Like your job?
Not the current one. Well, one of them is ok.
36. Do you love where you live?
I like my apartment, and I like Andy. But I don't like Albany that much.
37. How many TVs do you have in your house?
one. But there's like two other ones in the basement.
38. Who is your loudest friend?
Cara.
39. Do you drive the speed limit or speed?
I walk fast.
40. Does someone have a crush on you?
I dunno.
41. What is your favorite book?
I like Colors Insulting to Nature.
42. What is your favorite candy?
Caramello bars.
43. Favorite Sports Team?
the local soccer beer league that my friends are on?
44. What were you doing 12 AM last night?
I was at Junior's with Andy, Mike, Kenny and Ryan. Looking at pictures of Lucky the cat.
45. What was the first thing you thought of when you woke up today?
When did I turn the alarm off? |
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| Kiley complains |
[Nov. 10th, 2008|10:39 am] |
Ok, while we're at it, other news:
I like being a student but I feel blah. I started this semester majoring in human biology, with the wonderful dream of becoming a women's health nurse practitioner. Except, I realized I really don't want to go to nursing school. I care tremendously about women's reproductive health and rights, but I would not be a good nurse. And chemistry made me die a little, so I dropped it. SUNY Albany has been uninspiring so far- hideous concrete campus, enormous "Greek system", classes in gigundo lecture halls with 300 dozing, not-paying-attention freshmen. Going through entire days not saying a word to anyone. I like my biological anthropology class, though. And I've volunteered a little with Planned Parenthood, but between classes and work, I don't have much time for it. Whenever I've been in college before, I just lose steam halfway through the first semester. I just start slacking and not caring. And I like school- I just want it to matter. Or something.
And work. My old job spoiled me. I miss taking naps and making hundreds in cash for weird interesting things. SO far since I've been up here I've worked at a friend's optical store, which was distressingly boring and took over an hour on the bus each way to get to; a fine-dining restaurant with an asshole manager, mean girl types and failure to pay us our credit-card tips, and now an upscale women's clothing store at the mall, where they try to make you sell a ton of credit cards and kiss ass hardcore for nine dollars an hour. Maybe I have a bad work ethic and a bad attitude and am greedy. Maybe I just miss working for something that means anything to me.
I switched my major to women's studies, which will feel important and meaningful, but what after that? I will be as unemployable as I am now.
Plus, I don't drive, and taking the bus around up here is a pain in the ass.
I know I decided to move here/go to school here so I could live with Andy. And I know it's like I change my mind ALL THE TIME and never know what I want.
And I KNOW I keep pinballing back and forth with the city- and maybe I'm just over-romanticizing it again, or fantasizing reality away again, but that's where I want to be.
Again.
Help. |
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[Nov. 10th, 2008|10:26 am] |
P.S., Tori:
Though I should add, dear comrade, it does unease me a bit that you fell in "love at first sight" and suddenly things were perfect. I've used that one to "solve" my life about a gazillion times, and eventually, every time, I've realized I'm still the same messed-up me made no better by someone's love- I'm still desperate for their approval to feel complete and good and deserving et al.
Like, I'm starting to need to get over that. |
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[Nov. 10th, 2008|10:19 am] |
Dear Tori Spelling:
Wow, I didn't realize we had so much in common- from aged, famous fathers (yours for making Charlies Angels and such, mine for doing autopsies) who spoiled and failed to teach about money, to distant, angry actual mothers vs. the nurturing non-mothers who actually did the raising, to the verbally-abusive relationship and adulturized demise of the first mistakey marriage (though mine was actually one with all of those bad elements). The VH-1 sitcom about my life will be coming my way any minute!
Love,
Kiley |
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| ps |
[Nov. 5th, 2008|10:49 am] |
I decided I want to get an IUD. I don't like the idea of messing with synthetic hormones anymore, and it's hard to tell how much of them make me crazy and how much is my normal craziness. Also, I am starting to realize how much I don't want to have kids of my own.
I talked to my health care professional about it (thanks, Upper Hudson Planned Parenthood!), and it's sounding good to me. Especially since I am elligible to get Medicaid coverage for the whole damn thing.
Anybody have one? Thoughts? |
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| I don't think I've ever said this before: |
[Nov. 5th, 2008|10:39 am] |
I'm proud of my country. Holy crap. What a weird feeling.
Except for prop 8 passing- that fucking sucks.
But wow. What will we do with the good energy that we will spend respecting our president instead of rallying against him? It's mind-blowing.
Last night felt like midnight striking on the biggest New Year's Eve ever, time for a blank slate and nothing but opportunity.
What will we do with this inspiration?
I just registered for next semester's classes- including intro to queer studies (though I think we've been introduced), this seminar where a different local feminist activist comes in ever week to talk to us, and and acting class. I know I've taken Acting 1 two other times already at two other schools, but it's my treat to myself for surviving the fall. I'm about to just succumb and declare it as a minor at this point. |
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