strangeness

It's been an interesting day for me.

Starting with last night, here's the interesting:

-My neighbor, who is 18 years old (5 years younger than me), and has always been my like my little brother said something that really bugged me last night. Growing up, he ADORED me, and I loved having him as a tag along. He's selling cookie dough for his track team and came over so I could order some. He stopped to look at the pictures on my parents' fridge. There are a handful of some of my more flattering high school pictures up there. As he's leaving my house, he says "you used to be so good looking, but you've started to let yourself go a little."

Now I know he was just messing with me and joking with me, but at the same time, why would you say something like that if it weren't partially true. Ya know?
Yeah, I was in my work clothes after closing a show last night and doing strike after.
Yeah, we had to scrub out the backstage kitchen and fridge during strike, so I was extra grimy.
Yeah, I rolled out of bed yesterday and went straight to work without showering, so my hair wasn't in peak-condition.
And yeah, I've gained weight since high school.
And yes, I don't usually get down on myself, but this really bugged me for some reason. Boo.

-I had a follow up appointment with my new doctor from the asthma test I had last week. I miss my old family doctor. This woman actually got shitty with me when I didn't perfectly follow her instructions before my test because hers were unclear to begin with and were different from the instructions the hospital gave me when they called to talk to me about my appointment. I'm the first one to admit when I've messed up, but that wasn't my fault.

This is the same doctor whose office sent me to get 2 tests done and didn't send me with the appropriate paperwork, so I had to jump through tons of bureaucratic hoops in order to get them done properly.

Also, my old doctor, no matter what the illness or issue was, was absolutely so kind and helpful. He never ONCE made me feel judged or like a terrible person. Not when we talked about my weight and diet, not when we talked about my sex life, not when we talked about my mental stability. Today? This woman? Made me feel judged. That's not ok, or fun.

-I did my taxes 'on my own' for the first time today. My parents have always just done them for me in the past because I was up at school, and all of my paperwork/forms came to the house. Plus the both file taxes for a living, so no big deal for them to do my measly taxes. But I say 'on my own' rather than on my own because every 5 minutes I was calling out a question. After a while, because it was funny, I started asking them retarded questions like: Did I inherit a farm in 2008? Do I earn any income from a farm (or a farm in a foreign country) in 2008? Did I earn any income from a retirement fund in 2008? Am I blind or a senior citizen?

That last part was fun. The rest of it...not so much. Although I should be getting like $500 back! That is DEFINITELY fun.

HAPPY GREEN BEER DAY!!

I mean Happy Saint Patrick's Day! I hope you were able to have a green beer today:). I sure did. Mine even had a smiley fave in it.


Get this for creepy/coincidental. Yesterday I went to the hospital to have a chest xray and pulmonary test done to follow up on the rib soreness and asthma from about a month ago. Also, my grandma died 3 years ago yesterday. In the hospital where I was having my tests done. Eerie, huh?

Have I Been in Here Before???

I had a nice bonding moment with my co-PA this week. There are 3 PA's at the Theatre, I'm working with the returning PA on Sherlock, and the other new PA will start on The Scottish Play in a week or so.

Anyways, one morning while making our coffee and doing our daily prep work, Michael Phelps came up in conversation. We agreed that while some people think he's goofy looking, we definitely still think he's sexy. It was a bonding experience, for sure.

Also, and this is totally random, but I just saw a picture online of Brad Pitt at the Venice Film Festival from earlier this week, and it made me insanely jealous. Not because I want to be with Brad Pitt (cuz, honestly, I really don't care for him at all), but because I want to be at the Venice Film Festival. I'm pretty sure going to that is on my list of lifetime goals, no matter how unachievable it may be.

And lastly, I've been dog sitting this weekend for a family who lives the next block down from me. The house??? Oh, just the home one of my best friends growing up. I met her right after we moved in when I was 4 1/2, and she was the only other girl in the neighborhood. We were two peas in a pod until she moved when we were in like 4th or 5th grade. But I spent a lot of time at her house...and it's been totally weird and eerie being there this weekend (and when I've babysat there). Her family's swing-set is still in the back yard. It's a cross between de-ja-vu, a surrealistic experience, and dating myself.

who doesnt want to do that?

2 things that irk me terribly.

Thing #1: When you take the time, especially first thing in the morning, to run the water in the tub to get it to the right temperature and then no matter what you do, when you flip the switch to turn it from tub to shower the first blast is FREEZING. I absolutely HATE that. It actually makes me feel sick to my stomach for a minute or two. Ok, and yeah, I understand the reason WHY it does that...the water has been sitting in the pipes since you (or your roommate) last showered and that water isn't warm. But still. So you say "Why not flip the switch before you climb in?" Because, if you're like me either A) you don't think that hard in the morning or B) you have a shower that if you move the curtain just slightly, no matter what you do, sprays all over the floor and the only thing that is worse that that cold shot of water, is stomping around on a soaked floor while you're trying to get spiffied up. Or even still C) eve if you do do that, because of the way the shower head sprays, it's still freezing for the first moment it's on your skin no matter how you play your cards.

Thing #2: Grocery store parking lots. I won't elaborate, because I'm sure everyone has experienced this at some point in time. For one reason or another lately, every grocery store parking lot I've been to has been getting worse and worse. Fuck groceries, I'm eating dirt.

And something happy to make up for all the ranting gloom: Celebration of the curvy and voluptuous celebrity.

hmmmm...its begining to feel like...

Had a very weird moment tonight. Every once in a while, I get this weird feeling while I'm walking alone at night that something's not right, and I get really nervous. I got that tonight while I was walking to my car from Caroline and Ays' apartment. Maybe it was because as I was walking in, a fucking SBPD cop car almost (intentionally) hit me (I kid you not). Or maybe it was because while Caroline and I were watching the Office on DVR it shut off to give us an Amber Alert (which I've only experienced through hearing others talking about it, never first hand like that) and that really freaked me out. Although I do consider it really good that emergency alerts like that DO interrupt TiVo/DRV watching. Or who knows. It was just a weird feeling. So I called Smiley hoping that he'd still be up and so I could talk to him while I walked to my car. Obviously, talking on the phone doesn't PROTECT you, but it always makes me feel safer. Maybe b/c I look occupied and therefore NOT scared. Or maybe a potential danger is scared away because who ever is on the phone with me could hear what happens and call authorities? I don't know. Like I said: It was weird.

Good news is I only have 3 more classes left til graduation. And my last time working in the SMC scene shop was today. Sad.

Lastly, you know what i LOVE??? The smell of rain in spring. That fresh smell you experience right before it's going to rain, or while it's raining, or even after. You know what's even better than that? Sitting on a screened in porch during a summer rain/thunderstorm to experience the multiple sense-ness that it has. I can't wait.

I also can't wait to go back to Yoga at home this summer :)

A picture of the senior theatre majors and senior theatre groupies. All the comps and shows for the year are done. Wow.