Right Turn Harch

There's a band competition (or something band camp) going on at the fancy school that's at the top of my block. I can hear it in my living room right now. While it doesn't make me want to go back to marching band, it does make me totally nostalgic for all of the awesome memories with those 7 years--but especially the 4 years of high school band, competitions, and camp.

It has been a seriously busy and fun couple of days!
On Sunday I made the ever so exciting drive (read: most boring drive ever) to South Bend for a cast party for the show at the SBCT that I designed. It was loads of fun, and I even went swimming!!! The cast and director got me a present--a frame with a picture of the cast, director, crew, and I, and a huge mat around it with notes from them all. It was absolutely so sweet and awesome. Of course, I made the super extra terribly boring drive home after, and I got home at midnight:thirty.Oh, and I got to see my awesome friend Ays, too! She came into town just for the day to see her boyfriend in a show, and we caught each other right before we were both leaving. It was an amazing 15 minute-stand outside-catch up, but it made me miss her more :(.
I am sad that I didn't get to see any of the other people I know and love who are in the SB area...I just didn't have enough time. Hopefully I will be going up again soon.
My dad and I went up to Chicago on Tuesday morning for a Cubs game. We just got home. It was amazing, and death defying. I'll write a for reals post on it later. For now, enjoy the pictures :)

The Difference Is He Didn't Have to Be President on Television

So I'm finally home in my own bed in my own house in Indy. It feels great. Weird at the same time.Despite the miserable parts of the last two weeks at the Civic (when someone flipped their shit), I had an absolutely amazing experience. The set turned out really well, thanks to a number of people who really pulled through for me. I couldn't appreciate them and the work they did more!


The show opened Friday to a stellar audience. They were laughing at things we didn't know were funny. They cried. And they gave us a standing ovation. Of course, in the booth, I was gonna stand for the amazing cast no matter what, but it was even better that the whole house agreed.

The South Bend Tribune came on Friday night and wrote a STELLAR review. AND...They had some nice things to say about my set. My first time in the newspaper (as, you know, stage managers don't generally get written about) and I get two paragraphs! There are photos of the show on the site as well. This is the first one, and if you click next, you'll get to see nine of them.

A good time was had by all at various bars and restaurants post rehearsals and shows this week. That's always good. And I got to know some incredible people while working on this show. While I am so absolutely excited to be home (and to be going to New York on THURSDAY!!!), I really, really miss the cast and crew of this show. I don't usually experience this. I think it must be because of how well they treated me (especially after the bad stuff went down). I'm sure part of it has to do with my may or may not having a super crush on a cast member. Shhh...don't tell.

My parents came up for the show last night. We went to the LaSalle Grill for dinner (my dad said right before graduation that he'd always wanted to try the Tippecanoe Place and the LaSalle Grill. We did Tippecanoe after graduation, and we got LaSalle in last night-good work, Deeters.

I gave them a tour of the theatre, and of my set, and then sat in the audience with them and watched like a real audience member. Of course, I did some saving of the light board op and some trouble shooting for some cast members etc, but I wouldn't have it any other way. And I sewed on the button at intermission. Not a button...THE button. My parents absolutely loved the show, and the set of course-but they have to love that. My mom cried like a baby. It was stellar. And of course I jumped out of my seat to standing ovate them last night as well (I'm aware that's not a word, but who cares, I like it). The boyfriend of the director and the sound board op (director's nephew) joined me, and soon after the rest of the house did too. I couldn't have been more proud of a group of people (exception: my comp).

After the show I introduced my parents around to the cast and crew etc, and everyone loved each other. Dana, the director, had us do some cast/crew pictures on the set and required my to be in the front of the pictures. Yikes. We took some crazy shots too--and in case you didn't know (and can't tell by the picture) the show was not only called Intimate Apparel, but was about it too ;).
Now I'm home, trying to make my room habitable. All of my stuff, save what I had with me the last 2 weeks, is in storage. I have to go get my clothes, toiletries, and shoes tomorrow, so that I can be all packed for THE New York Trip by Wednesday afternoon. Yikes!!!
Post New York Trip, there will be a family get together to celebrate the graduation, and the purging of my room to turn it from make shift storage for my mom (as it's been for the last 4 years) back into my room that will be a nice place for me to live for the next year.

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I've done a lot since my last post, and in an effort to save us all some time, I'll just list stuff.

-Moved out of 430 Le Mans Hall. Packed the dad's van, then took 2 hampers and a suitcase to Castle Point to live til the end of the month.
-Began realizing a scene design at the Civic here for Intimate Apparel.
-Had said design be beautiful. I know that's really self-praise-filled and all, but, for reasons you will see in the next item, it's been a rough week and so I'm really proud of myself for getting through this far.
-Had the TD, who is usually a very jovial, nice man fucking EXPLODE at me. Not because of my actions in particular, but I was the outlet, and boy was it terrifying.
-Tonight, said TD tried to make amends in a most awkward way of saying the set looks really nice.
-Officially gotten over the most recent crush I've had.
-After asking a certain person if he'd come see a dress rehearsal for my show (I invited him and everyone else to the real show, but tickets are expensive, and I can bring whomever I want to dress rehearsals for free) and he said "Are you acting in it? No? then just show me pictures." Yeah, douchy, right?
-Officially fallen in love with an older man. Ok, he's not like OLD. He's just older than me. I don't actually know how old he is. I'm guessing 30.
-Bonded with Caroline's devil cat Lola.
-Grilled out TWICE. On daddy deeter's awesome portable grill. He brought it up for us to use between senior week and when I come home next weekend.
-Bought my airline tickets for NYC with Fur. Booked our hostel. Ordered our Yankees tickets.
-Cooked spaghetti. I realize that cooking isn't usually an accomplishment for people. But for me, it's huge. I've never cooked before. And this past week staying at an apartment is my first experience not having a dining hall or being at home where my parents always cook or we eat out.
-Went to a graduation party where I had the best cake ever, played Apples to Apples with some of my fave people, roasted mallows, dipped the roasted mallows in melted chocolate and teddy grahms, and told ghost stories.
-Had tech and first dress for Intimate Apparel.
-Drove home in the worst downpour/storm I've ever experienced. That was tonight. And I thought I was going to die.

ring me on the alexander grahm bell

Man o man has it been an eventful last few days. Here's a partial list of tag lines for stories to be told. If you're interested in any of it, let me know and I'll be happy to excite/bore you with the details:

1. reuniting with a a certain friend
2. almost killing someone
3. sharpie-ing someone's enTIRE leg and arm.
4. fire and flowers
5. almost killing someone
6. 6 shows at the civic, including stellar jokes from myself and my spot op during the last show :)
7. almost killing someone
8. seeing my boyfriend, John Krasinski, in Leatherheads
9. choosing to keep the back up dvd player
10. almost killing someone
11. changed first impressions from snot nosed shits to really fun to talk to
12. almost killing someone
13. closing the show at the civic and people there

and now i sleep.

figure eight is double four

Schoolhouse Rock Live! opened tonight. It went well.
Good show.

Except I forgot to push up the C/D faders and the macros for the first song didn't run. Oops.
In my defense...someone ELSE had come in and turned on the board before I got there to do my channel check etc, so I thought it was all done. Had it been left for me, I would have gotten it all. Of course, I should have checked anyways...damn.

Happy almost weekend!

Also, the last four episodes of the Office are playing right now. As hosted by my boyfriend, John Krasinski. Woohoo.

Also also, the Yankees won tonight. Which is good. Cuz they got spanked last night.

Yes, I am aware that almost every-single-one-of-my-posts ends with an "Also...". oh well

INTERJECTIONS SHOW EXCITEMENT

Schoolhouse Rock Live! opens tomorrow for preview at the Civic. I'm excited, and it has DEFINITELY been an interesting few days. That's for damn sure.

I went to bed with Interplanet Janet in my head. I woke up this morning with the Noun song in my head. I went to work at the Civic today with Mr. Morton in my head. I got back to my room after tech tonight with the Noun song in my head again. I now have Interjections stuck in my head.

What's your favorite School House Rock song?

Only Have Til Dawn

I had 3 moments today.

The third (and least important) was when I was in the elevator headed back up to my room after a day full of tech at the Civic and it smelled like sweaty beer. Gross.

The second was at the Civic tonight. Greta and I were writing cues after rehearsal was over. More like working on cue notes and what not. I was sitting at the board fixing some programming, and she was leaning back in a seat in the house and announced that there was a bat in the theatre. Which, apparently, is a sign of good luck for a show. The Civic is in a converted Masonic Temple building, so its creepy. But the best part of this moment was that I felt like I was in an episode of the Office. You know which one I mean. The one with the bat. I'm pretty sure I reacted like a cross between Angela/Pam/Kelly. It was classy. I was scared shitless, not gonna lie. It was my first REAL experience with something like that, and I am NOT a nature person...

The first, and obviously better, moment was as I was walking from my car to Le Mans tonight. Every once in a while I have a moment like this. I get into this weird content state when I just KNOW I've made the right choice of what to do with my life. And tonight, it couldn't have come at a better time. This whole job search thing is taking a toll on me, and making me question things I have been so certain of for so long. I needed this moment.

What caused said moment, you might ask? A long day of tech, which included lots of cue writing and lighting work. And being given responsibility. The lighting designer left me, her assistant, with stuff to do while she had an appointment. And I did it. And when we both came back after dinner, she said it was done well. The cue writing thing was big too. I haven't done much SMing recently, and I miss it (despite it's cons). And I'm not SMing Schoolhouse Rock Live! per se, but there is no SM so I have to lay all the cues out in a book, and keep the spot light op on her mark. So that is a nice SM fix until the opera hits. Call me crazy, but I love it. This is one of the few things that makes me feel like I'm doing purposeful work.

Also, I may or may not have worn out my DVD player. Usually I say may or may not and I mean that I did something I shouldn't or didn't do something that I should. In this case, I'm not quite sure. I'll be sure to keep you posted. But it really pisses me off, cuz I haven't had this one a year yet. Yeah, I use it a LOT, but it's a NICE one. Portable. Plays iPod videos and off of a memory card. Yeah. Pissed. Any advice for getting a DVD player to work again?

Expect Problems, and Eat Them For Breakfast

I've recently discovered some interesting things about me. I realized that they have been around for a while, however I wasn't actually aware of them. Here are some of them:

1. I absolutely HATE having wet ears. Of any type. Water in my ears, on my ears, whatever. So I have added an ear drying to my post shower routine.

2. I don't like to be touched. Although it's hard to classify it like that. I love hugs. I don't mind poking or tapping or tickling other things from people I'm close to in very particular situations. But in general, I HATE to be touched around the middle area of my body. It freaks me out. It makes me tense. It scares me. Whatever. So, someone putting their hand on my stomach while I breathe in Voice and Movement class??? NOT OK. Sorry, that wasn't one of the boundaries I agreed to give up for this class. I also tend to be a little picky about some cuddling. I love to cuddle, but certain placement of hands near my mid section make me nervous. Oddly enough, if I'm cuddling you, a boob graze or whatever isn't a big deal, but unless I'm in control of it, a hand on my stomach is not...weird.

3. I'm clumsy. Oh wait. Already knew that. But stepping on the cord that was the power source to the light board with 75+ freshly programmed light cues this morning made me remember.

4. I have to be covered to sleep. That's why it's so hard for me to sleep when it's hot. And by covered, I mean my upper body near my stomach, shoulders, arms, and neck in particular. I like to hug covers, blankets, teddy bears, whatever close to me.

5. The last addition for the day isn't really an about me. But I recently started watching some late night tv. Like Letterman, Leno, Conan, etc. I've always liked Letterman cuz he's from Indy, and I think Conan is hilarious. But it's a nice mix up for my usual movie while I fall asleep which wreaks havoc on my DVD player (hence my wearing out at least 3 DVD players since I started college(and at home too)).

Last night's late night TV was great because my boyfriend, John Krasinski, was on Leno. Leno is my least fave of the three I listed. He's really hard to understand sometimes because he mumbles or something. Not ONLY was my boyfriend, John Krasinski, on Leno(different link than previous, folks)...but Joe Torre of YANKEES FAME was on too. Couldn't have been more perfect. Ed Helms (Andy on the Office) was on Conan right after Leno, but he was the second guest and I fell asleep like 5 minutes too early :(. Figures. But it was for the best, as I had to wake up about 4 hours earlier than usual today. Balls.

Tech starts today for SCHOOL HOUSE ROCK LIVE! at the Civic. Whoa.

nice, nice, nice

Today was a good day. I feel like I bitch about things so often (on here and elsewhere), and I know it gets old.

But today was good. I had a great time at the Civic-while the train painting is on hiatus, I helped Greta with some seriously awesome light hanging and genie using. It was awesome. Work was uberfun for one reason or another. My good stories (ok, I think they are good) were actually good today and loved (or maybe people just had had a break and so their tolerance for deeter stories had been emptied to be refilled now, whatever I'll take it). There was plenty of joking and making fun of to go around. My favorite of which is:

Caroline talkign with Melissa about coloring her hair (in regards to upcoming production). She then says "But I'm not going to, because I have a special visitor coming, I don't want to risk anything." And we all just kind of pause. She's standing by the cabinets and (unbeknownst to me) takes a sip of her diet coke, I'm sitting at the surger (not using it, no way, id blow it up) and (apparently) as she takes the sip I say, half joking-half kidding, "what, your period?" and everyone about dies. Caroline does the almost spit out her coke thing. It was fantastic. Not cuz I was funny, I don't mean this in the 'gimme attention' sort of way, i just mean that it was just a generally funny thing that we all bonded over. Gawd, I sound like an idiot.

Plus, people in my ICS class were bitch about our work load (which is actually isn't much, and I'm the first to complain about work loads), so our professor eliminated one project (by giving us the choice between the two, and one of them is the one I was most dreading), and making our 3 required intercultural campus events extra credit. sweet.

Plus I didn't have rehearsal or anything. The one bad thing about today was the working on scheduling of costume fittings for the opera. There aren't words for the frustration it causes. Don't get me wrong, I love stage managing and all it entails, but this was intense. I literally spent about 3 hours straight working on it. I know it doesnt sound like osmething that would take that long, but trust me. lists of names and emails to compile, figuring out who's who, and other things. gah.

So instead of climbing into bed to watch movies at 7pm as planned, I;ve been scheduling...and now it 1245. damn. and ive been up til at least 3 every night since getting back to school. balls. oh well. it was still a good day. Also, I did the paperwork to get my SMC license plate :)

In Your Face Sucker!!

This post will consist of 3 things. And they are all of equal awesomeness, so don't skip any! Also there will be pictorial narration to go along with them all.

Thing 1: Giraffes are truly an underappreciated animal. They are so cute, and while I wouldn't venture to call them cuddly, oh to hell with it, I think they are cuddly. I would love to have my own baby giraffe. I think I'd name him (or her, I'm not giraffe sexist) Piggy. Actually, that's what I'm naming my next dog.

For one reason or another, I love giraffes. I have this story from when I was a kid. I was like 8 or something, and I was in the upstairs bathroom with my mom, sitting on the side of the tub watching her tweeze her eyebrows or something, and it was Christmas. Here is the conversation:

8 year old deet: oh no, mommy! I forgot to send Santa my Christmas list; he's not going to know what I want! (cuz 8 year olds use semi-colons).
tweezing mom: it's ok, honey. I think Santa knows, and it will be ok.
8 year old deet: but mom, i really really really want a stuffed giraffe for Christmas and I'm not sure Santa knows! What should I do?!? (even at a young age I was trouble shooting like a proper stage manager).
Tweezing mom: carole, dear, (cuz she says things like that-still does), It'll be alright. Santa's really smart, so don't worry.

And guess who DIDN'T get a stuffed giraffe for Christmas that year? Or ever? That's right. And the little 8 yaer old inside me is still upset.

I told this story over CHristmas this year and then again while shopping with my mom (no, no tweezing involved) over spring break. I told her I wasn't sure why I love them, and she informed me that my baby room had giraffes all over the yellow wall paper. Whoa.

Thing 2: THIS IS AWESOME. FOR ALL YOU STRUGGLING ARTISTS OR WHATEVER OUT THERE, READ THIS. i LOVE it.

Thing 3: I painted a caboose today. Bright red. A giant one. It was awesome. I think it is the best job I've ever been assigned at both the Civic and in the SMC scene shop. What's it for, you ask? SCHOOL HOUSE ROCK LIVE! the musical. Complete with exclamation mark.

heroes fall as years go by

So, since my huge.fucking.debbie.downer.post last week, things have been pretty great. Not completely great. But great none the less.

Friday night was the Keenan Revue. It was pretty good. Sarah went with me. It was a good time. Sarah and I have been hanging out more recently. It's been nice cuz she knows exactly what to say to me to make me feel better, and I know that she's right because i know that she knows me.

My dad came up Saturday. We had fun. Ran errands. Ate at BW3s :). Went to the NDvDePaul basketball game. It was weird to be at the game and not be with the basketball band. Saturday night I went to castle point to hang out with some friends after the Revue.

Sunday my dad was just going to leave south bend without seeing me cuz he knew i was going out Saturday night. He called me and his car got broken into while inthe parking garage at
the Marriott downtown. He said that they shattered his driver's side window. At first he thought nothing was stolen (even tho his ipod, gps, my moms gps, and his xm radio were sitting out in plain view). He figured whoever it was got scared away before they could steal anything. He realized on his way home that they stole his radar detector--the cheapest thing out of all of that, ironically. Apparently the Marriott had had this happen before. They vacuumed his car, taped his window (he called to tell me he had a kentucky window), and said that if the hotel's and his insurance wouldnt cover it, that they'd give him 2 free nights for graduation.

Had to start load-in for the dance show on sunday. Had rehearsal for my comp too. Plus watched the superbowl at ays and caroline's. I ended up spending the night cuz when it was time for me to go home, it was snowing like crazy.

Today was mostly good. then it got sucky. I guess my whole reason for posting is to bitch about tonight. Whatever. It wasn't SO bad...it was just one thing after another that kinda upset me. Someone didnt show up for my rehearsal. Then we weren't getting ANYTHING accomplished. I take partial responsibility for this because I allow openness and fun and sillyness most of the time. But it got out of hand. Plus im stressed about my comp anyways. Much more than I let on. Plus people have to miss rehearsals later in the week. grr. Then I realized that the person I always call to cheer me up and to give me some perspective "can't talk to me right now" cuz "shit happened in his world and hes gotta figure it out on his own" or whatever. And that pissed me off even more. Since that really pathetic post last week, I haven't been too bad. I just needed to get that stuff out, and it made it much much easier to deal with. I was able to talk it out with someone i know who really understands me, that helped too. So i havent been thinking about it as much or as upset by it as much. I have finally just accepted that hes being a jerk, and if hes gonna be a jerk, im better off without him in my life til he decides not to be. So I was ok. But tonight I got upset cuz I was upset about something, and couldnt call my bestfriend who was always there for me and helped me deal with that shit. Then I got more upset cuz I started thinking about how stupid this whole fucking situation is. and it was a vicious cycle. (wow the spelling and grammar in this is terrible, sorry). So I came back to my room pissed off and sad as shit. Was obnoxious and emotional and made an idiot of myself to 2 people on aim. Not in a huge way, but I should have just cooled off instead of being all emo or whatever, cuz i hate it when people do that and i hate it when i do that. Plus, I always regret things I say when I say them upset. Grr. So i'm left with thinking about how dumb this whole thing really is (not the comp thing, its perfectly fine to be angry about that), and I'm not as upset anymore. I'm trying to actively make it not my problem.

Wow. I'm a little pathetic.
Tomorrow=Fat Tuesday, Civic, Voice and Movement, no rehearsal, and who knows.

I'll leave you with a pitcute of some sweet stuff I did at the civic last week.