dramaturgy: ([Celebs] Everything is Tveit and nothing)
It's been a long time since I've updated updated and... I don't know if I could possibly talk about everything that's happened.

Despite nervously eyeing my finances the entire time, I have had basically the best summer of my life. I stayed with [livejournal.com profile] occultebelta in Brooklyn for most of it, where Manhattan was a forty minute subway ride instead of an hour and a half on a train and jostling through Penn Station. [livejournal.com profile] thinkatory came to see us in the last week of July and I got to share my favorite city with two of my best friends. I took Bee home to Canada at the end of her time here and stayed the weekend.

I'd already privately decided I'm never going back to Iowa on any kind of permanent basis if I can absolutely help it, but this has put a firm seal on that. I love New York.

We saw a lot of shows, including a very... interesting "Hamlet 3-D" which was okay, but the 3D was only during The Mousetrap for some reason, and I ended up taking off my glasses anyway because it was making me a little ill. It was pretty cut down, but the guy who was playing Hamlet (Sam Underwood) was PHENOMENAL. I also saw Carney at the Bowery Ballroom at the end of July and Dear. Freaking. God. They are a great band who records very, very well but they are amazing live. And the Rent revival was... their "Another Day" was so good I could have puked. I don't know possibly how else to describe it.

Anyway, I have a lot of theatre opinions and I need to share them, but that's why I have my Theatre Blog. And since that blog got me in to Blogger's Night at Catch Me If You Can, I better keep using it. I am going to try and make a habit to write something there at least once a week. The point of a blog is to update it regularly and gain a readership; if you don't update you're not going to cultivate shit. Secretly, I'd like to be one of those theatre bloggers that people talk to and respect. I could make a living working for Playbill, or Broadway.com, or whatever. But mostly I want to talk about theatre to anybody who will listen and, well, isn't that what the internet is for?

School starts in two weeks. I finished my syllabus today, because last night I had a nightmare where my syllabus wasn't finished, I couldn't get any of the technology to work, and for some reason I was teaching in a room in my middle school and had given them a math assignment. I don't know. I'm sure there's a deep Freudian meaning there, but I just kind of want to leave it alone.

I'm sure I'll be back to being here complaining daily in short order. Don't worry.
dramaturgy: ([DH] Topher/Whiskey.)
WELL I am here and that is about all there is to say about that for the moment. I got all my stuff into my room, made a Wal-Mart run for things that I absolutely could not live without until tomorrow, and then spent the rest of the night making it look like someone lives here instead of it just being a storage facility. That's the trick.

This is a ~ghetto fabulous room, make no mistake.

Tomorrow I have shit to do, so I should go to bed, I just wanted to make sure everyone knew that I wasn't dead. Yay! I love not being dead. My peeps got me a desk in the office with the window which was the BFD last spring. I'm excited, it'll be like an office instead of a box.

I had a Terror in the shower, which is what I call it when I have those moments of OH GOD I DON'T WANT TO DO THIS I WANT TO GO HOME but it's already too late. I'm actually kind of relieved to be back. I won't say home because that word has a really complicated emotional meaning, but, it is where I am going to school and living for the time being.

Bleeeeeeeagh Pennsylvania is still a huge fucking state. Just wanted to let you all know I'm not dead yet.

(ETA: Noooo not a picture of the Doctor strapped in to the Pandorica. *WEEP*)
dramaturgy: ([L&O UK] Mattie.)
Look at my Jamie Bamber icon, isn't he cuuuuuute? ♥

I haven't been saying anything because really, there isn't much worth talking about. My family is going to the boundary waters in Minnesota again for ten days at which time I will be alone in the house. I plan on commandeering my brothers Xbox and maybe using it to watch Classic Who I've been downloading, or maybe play video games for the first time in -- eek. I think I was in HIGH SCHOOL the last time I actually played a video game seriously.

Anyway.

Day 06 - A song that reminds you of somewhere

Maybe not my best choice, but:



I was walking along 34th Street in Manhattan this past winter, just before Christmas, and looking at the displays in Macy's windows. It was cold but it wasn't windy so it wasn't like HOLY SHIT BRR GET TO PENN NOW. It was just nice and wintery and Christmasy and I loved standing on the corner of 34th and 6th in that moment.

Anyway, that is the song that reminds me of someplace.

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dramaturgy: ([SPN] Not drunk enough.)
I wish the worst thing that had happened in the last 48 hours was missing Jonathan Groff at Promises, Promises, but no. Then I had to get rear-ended on 347 mere miles from Stony Brook. We're both (Bee and I) okay, a little sore but nothing that an ibuprofen cocktail won't cure, and the damage to my car is cosmetic (I think. My license plate is bent and the paint is scratched) but the damage to her car is kind of epic. The fender broke and the Ford symbol was like, in her engine instead of outside on the grill.

We called the cops and they got bitchy because I didn't have my registration card with me (the state of NY sends you SO MUCH CRAP when you register a car and I've been here a grand total of nine months, how the fuck was I supposed to know?) but the report was nice and straight forward. She admitted fault, so no one has to put up a fight for anything. I think I'm going to call tomorrow and see if I can take my car to the dealership in the afternoon (depending on how tired I am) or on Saturday, just to check it out. If it's cosmetic I won't bother fixing it, but I just want to make sure that nothing got damaged and is going to fall off somewhere on I-80.

I also think I should call my insurance and see if I need to switch my address to Iowa. 'Cause I don't want to (call them or switch) but even less do I want my insurance to get cancelled.

I could just switch my insurance company but I'm too fucking exhausted to think about it right now. Maybe in the fall.

There's also this fascinating kerfuffle happening amongst people in the TV/film/theatre business, talking about this Newsweek article wherein the guy (I can't be arsed to remember his name) basically said, "gay actors cannot play straight" and his first victims were Sean Hayes (currently in Promises, Promises) and my honey Jonathan Groff (now on Glee, macking it up with Lea Michele again), who honestly had me fooled until he came out of the close this fall for a number of reasons. It's just been a wanksplosion. Since I have no more schoolwork I think I might collect articles and comments and the like and write a wank report. Because this is seriously fucking epic.

Also, speaking of gay, [livejournal.com profile] roseanna and I are going to see The Temperamentals tonight. We're going to download and watch Supernatural when we get home. And then she is leaving me in the morning. :(

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