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Monday, 28 January 2008

Mood:

down
Now Playing: The Strangest Secret in the World by London Elektricity
F you, Monday.

"Hi, your car has a bunch of holes in some pretty important bits. It'll be over $1,000 and don't carry around six kids because you won't get them out in time if it blows up. And we can't promise it'll stay fixed, everything's old."

Posted by Cat at 2:39 PM EST
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Wednesday, 19 December 2007

Ah cripes. Again, a mental lapse.

I'm here, I'm okay, I'm working. SVC is great, the kitten is a jerk, and I need to go find some lunch.

Merry, since I probably won't remember to make it back here before Xmas.

Posted by Cat at 1:22 PM EST
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Friday, 26 October 2007

I Ran Out Of Cleverness.
Now Playing: Everybody's Changing by Keane
Because I like to share.

Music

www.last.fm - Keep track of what you're listening to and find people with the same tastes.
www.musicplasma.com/ - A fun "if you like..., you might like..." site with fun colors and buttons.
www.pandora.com/ - Another "If you, then you" site. "It's not about what a band looks like, or what genre they supposedly belong to, or about who buys their records - it's about what each individual song sounds like."

Misc.

www.etsy.com/ - Handmade crafts and goodies for sale. Some really, really cool stuff.
www.retrojunk.com/ - Remember that TV you used to watch when you were ten? It's here!
www.couchsurfing.com - "CouchSurfing is a worldwide network for making connections between travelers and the local communities they visit." Also, the source of my immense travel bug. I need to travel. NOW.
www.bookcrossing.com - bookcrossing n. the practice of leaving a book in a public place to be picked up and read by others, who then do likewise.
www.kingdomofloathing.com - Only the best free, comical RPG ever. An adventurer is you!
www.thistothat.com - For all of you "I need to glue this to that" needs.

Technology

www.wired.com/ - Only the best magazine ever and the only one of the five I receive that I ever actually read. Cheap subscription too!
www.colorschemer.com/online.html - Color Schemer Online v2. Makes...color schemes.
www.thinkgeek.com/ - Bring out the geek in you! Home of my favorite little red knife holder...
www.lifehacker.com/ - "Computers make us more productive. Yeah, right. Lifehacker recommends the software downloads and web sites that actually save time. Don't live to geek; geek to live."
www.instructables.com/ - "Share what you made and how others can make it." Full of eclectic, random, useful items.

Photography

www.phototravels.net - Presents a large collection of travel photographs and some travel writings by Frantisek Staud. I really, really like his work.
www.555design.org/ - Photography + graphic design = goodness
www.photofriday.com/ - "Each week Photo Friday posts a photo assignment. Photo Friday is about challenging our participants to be original and creative within the constraints of the week's theme."
www.filemagazine.com - "The purpose of FILE is to collect and display photographs that treat subjects in unexpected ways. Alternate takes, odd angles, unconventional observations..."

Posted by Cat at 11:22 PM EDT
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Sunday, 23 September 2007

     Worked with the Opera company for a week. Re-bonded with my favorite set of Brothers. And my favorite Scotsman.
     Just finished working long days: five 12-hour and one 18-hour. So of course, my body clock woke me up ungodly early. I'm supposed to be getting ready go to my real job today and I am having a hard time finding the energy to do it; everything aches, I'm heavily bruised and exhausted. Have I mentioned that for all of tech week, this show is, was reality, a clusterfuck. A head-strong Director, an exceptionally opinionated Lighting Designer (oh goody), a house Production Manager with entirely too much on his plate, a Technical Director with a penchant for touching the female employees too much, a Stage Manager with no idea what to do and an Assistant Stage Manager with even less of an idea. So little or no communication got around. By Wednesday, everybody hated everybody else. It made going to work a dream, I'm sure you cant imagine.
      I had a blow-out with the touchy-feely TD when, as I was almost running to the Tech table to get things done, he caught me around the waist, wouldn't let go until I screamed at him, then he smacked my backside upon my departure. I jumped away from him and shouted loud enough for Egypt to hear that he should never, ever, ever, EVER touch me again. Not for any reason. Ever. He tried to apologize later, and I do think he felt bad, but he sat behind me in the house and tugged on my shirt. So I changed seats. He leaned in and explained that he was sorry, it was a reaction. I told him he's never to touch me again. I'm sorry, he explains again. I said fine, but don't ever touch me again. So now he's super-careful. And that's good.
    Maybe 4ish on Thursday, the PM calls me from the house to the loading dock, he has a project for me. I grab my gloves and head over. Over on the far right, he says. So I assume that since the only thing over there is F painting props, I'm helping. I round the corner right into The Boy. I think I squeaked? Now, I'm 1.5-2 hours from home, easily, and he randomly shows up after work with food and drink and a hug. Unfortunately, he got me as we're about to start cueing again, so I can't stay with him. But he came.
    Wednesday and Thursday were hell in a hand basket. So much to do on both sides of the stage. I want to help with things like scene changes, but the screw can't get used to having me help, because I'm not running the show.
   I'm tired. Am I babbling. I have to go to work now.

Posted by Cat at 10:51 AM EDT
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Monday, 3 September 2007

I really and truly forgot this was here.
Now Playing: Alternate Routes

September 3, 2007 - Monday

Other Ways

1. Before you do anything else today, you are required to go check out a really, really, really awesome band: Alternate Routes
2. Do not proceed unless you have successfully accomplished 1.
3. Do it again.
4. Saw The Clarks twice in a row; Heinz Field and St. Vincent. Good gravy I love those boys.
5. Have you been here yet?
6. They have a big show coming up in Boston. You in the area, you should go!

Currently listening :
Good and Reckless and True
By The Alternate Routes
Release date: 13 March, 2007

August 25, 2007 - Saturday

Cars, snails, monsters, ...boys?

1) The job.    Still trying to get my feet under me in terms of figuring things out, but it's good. I keep meeting more and more people that I just thrilled that there's someone doing what I do now. They've been in been in desperate need from quite some time now. There's so much to do here and I still haven't figured out where to start. Cleaning, moving, buying, finding, contacting. I had my first experience with lending furniture to people (which ultimately didn't happen); I got concerned Thursday night when I still couldn't get a hold of the Director, my boss, to find out exactly what I needed to do for Friday, when this fellow was coming. I saw him in the office Friday morning and he explained, but I still felt a bit left behind.

2) The car.   Yeah. The car. Fred went in for inspection on Thursday. They took him in, inspected him, marched over to me and told me he needs new front brakes and rotors, an oil change, a bracket and a bolt, and a gas cap. I cried inside from 9a to 1p while they fixed him, paid them $400 and then wasted my tears away with M at B&N and at the mall playing an unreleased Wii game for an hour, then playing Lego StarWars for several more hours. He's all fixed and I'm all broke. I should note that my first paycheck doesn't come for another week?

3) The apartment. I am going to kill my room mate. Seriously. What the hell is so hard about taking thing out of boxes and marching the boxes down the hall?! There is shit everywhere! And I don't even want to hear the 'I'm not home' excuse. I don't even want to hear it. He's got plenty of time on his days off and all he does is sit around and do nothing. I am going to kill him. And he gets agitated that I get crabby, but we've been over this maybe a thousand times.     Other than that, I like the apt. No complaints, other than being ground level. I don't like waking up to lawn mowers and weed whackers outside my window. The kitten loves having room to run and sometimes, when I leave my door open, he'll sleep with me. If it's not too hot.

4) The boy. I can't get over him. He's so completely devoted to me and I'm so unaccustomed to that. He called last night because he'd had a shitty day at work and just wanted to hear my voice. Who does that?!

5) The weather. Winter, I swear to god and everything even mildly holy, if you come here anytime soon, I will take you out back and shoot you myself.

6) All the little freshies moved in yesterday. So, logically, Orientation is all over the place this weekend. Today, 9a-12p (ran 45m late), 1-230p, and it's almost time for the 6-730 crap. They've replaced the epic Date Rape Theatre with some fluff about the theology of the body. This should be good, I'm sure of it. One of the 9a-12p speakers was a motivational guy with a lot to say. Since everything started late, he ran late and almost left without his box o' goodies. I chased him down and he said he though there was only one thing left in it and I could have it. So on my desk, I have my Monster.com Monster bobble-head doll.

Posted by Cat at 10:31 AM EDT
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Sunday, 17 June 2007

A Wedding: Ashley & Christopher, Saturday June 16, 2007
"At the risk of sounding like a Hallmark card, I wrote something of my own.

For each new morning with its light, may you awaken with renewed strength in each other.
For each restful and sheltering night, may you fall asleep knowing you’re in the safe arms of the one you love.
For each healthful meal, may you share its bread with one another and grow in the knowledge that you’ve earned it together.
For each time of mourning, may you reach for and receive the comfort and strength that you need from your love.
For each time of suffering, may you know that you never live in pain alone, for there will always be someone beside you.
For each time of trial, may you stand tall and together, and face whatever lies ahead as one.
For each gathering of friends, may you revel in the love, beauty and depth of your friendship.
For each time you smile at one another, know that no photograph on Earth could ever capture the sparks between you.

I wish you love, trust and happiness, and may all your years together be more than you could ever, ever, ever ask for."

Posted by Cat at 10:58 AM EDT
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Wednesday, 13 June 2007

Now Playing: Circlesong Five by Bobby McFerrin
I know, I fell off the Earth.

Working 17-hour days sucks. The dorky boy I work with is in love with me and I think he's a twit. He's a nerd with a god complex, no tact and a penchant for making fun of me for way too long about non-relevant and stupid things.

The wedding is Saturday. You won't hear much of me until sometime after that. Enjoy my silence.

Posted by Cat at 9:59 AM EDT
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Thursday, 17 May 2007

I Forgot This Existed. Oops.
Mood:

chillin'
Now Playing: Juice by Lostshade
I'm sure it's been a few months since my last update. So, here you go, my faithful fans.

With Philip Glass' Sound of a Voice, I finished near a season with the Opera Theater of Pittsburgh. They have one more show in the season, but have taken a ATD position at St. Vincent College for their summer season. I've worked there before, for two years as a student in a work-study-ish position.

Opera Theater was good tome for the most part. I've been cool places (The Byham, various churches around town, The Benedum, etc.) and met cool people (the Perry twins, Union guys at the Byham and the Benedum, Kevin Brown, Suzan, etc.). The money isn't wonderful, but they do what they can.

They have officially asked me to come back for next season. As far as I can tell, they want me for all of it. At the cast party for SoV, multiple folks approached Adrienne, Kate and I and told us how nice it was to see the same faces. We must have looked confused, because they went on to tell us how rare it was to see tech folks for more than one show. Usually, they do a show and leave. And oh, gee whiz, it's amazing that you three have stuck it out for the season, we hope to see you next year. For us, that means that Jon & Co. like us and how we do what we do. Begin: Reputation.

I've also been doing a bit of painting for the Pittsburgh Opera. Adrienne and I did the entire set for Magic Flute, and they recently asked us to return for touch-ups to the Billy Budd set. Their TD, Clint, has asked for me/us to keep our schedules in mind for next season because he'd like us to come back and do the same stuff for them again next season. Continue: Reputation.

As I mentioned before, I'm working for St. Vincent (yes, President Pretzel Boy spoke there and yes, he said "commencemament") for the summer. They're in the process of trying to make the position I currently hold into a full-time one, with me in mind. They just told me today, though, that where they had thought they could make it salaried with benefits, the upper folks were intent on a $7.15 hourly wage with no benefits. Big. Difference. And I'm a bit depressed about it, but the Director has expressed an understanding that I may not accept the position based on that new information. He understands that I have to take care of myself before anything else and it if doesn't work, it doesn't work.

I still have the apartment in Monroeville. I think the lease ends sometime in July, so that'll be an interesting time. If I can't keep the room mate I've got or find another one, I have two options: a) move all of my things to the prefect room SVC's giving me, which I'll only have until the 3rd week of August or b)move back to my parents. Let's talk about how much I am trying to avoid option B, shall we? I have no interest in moving back in if I can at all avoid it. It's boring, it's far away from town and they'd drive me nuts.

Given the option, I'd like to stay in the area. I'm not opposed to some other suburb on some other side of town, but I'd prefer the Mville area. So who knows.

I'm sure there's more to say? I just can't come up with it.

Posted by Cat at 4:57 PM EDT
Updated: Thursday, 17 May 2007 4:59 PM EDT
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Thursday, 12 April 2007

An Update of Sorts
Now Playing: Zohar
# I'm tired of being treated like fresh meat. But I'm semi-flattered that men think I'm worth the look.
# Single is nice, independent. A large number of my friends have SOs and I get lonely.
# ...and tired of people assuming that because I live with a man, I must be dating him. Or that because I have some really close guy friends, that I'm dating one of them. I'm not.
# My inside are so Cold right now. So Cold. And I don't know when I'm going to get to see my sister. That drives me to tears. Lots of them.
# I'm reminiscing. Perhaps a bit too much. It's making me long for days gone by, for people and things I had to leave behind. For simpler days.
# I think, therefore, that too much reminiscing can kill a soul.
# People were assholes back then, too.
# I want my house to have a spiral staircase. A fireplace, a porch, a clean garage. A kitchen table for eight, furniture to be used, not looked at, a dog or two. An equipped dark room. The biggest library ever. A rolling ladder to reach my books. Shelves and shelves of books. Big comfy chairs. Blankets to curl up in, carpet good enough for bare feet. Enough kitchen space that Emeril would approve. Storage. A guest bedroom. A room for my sister. A pool large enough to do decent-sized laps. Did I mention the library? Windows wherever possible. Plastic glasses for lemonade on my porch. Dog toys. Cat litter. A many-gallon fish tank. Clownfish. A room for all of my junk. An office. A whiz-bang computer. Lots and lots of music. French, Celtic, pop, jazz. My Irish flag. Poppy by Andy Small. Couches. A small waterfall somewhere. A yard big enough for my animals. A big barn. Full of horses for my sister. Fields. For her horses. Skylights. A coffee table by the tv. Popcorn. Pasta. Pizza. Blackberries.
# I'm still reading back. Way back. Like 2004 back. And you know what? I've been in love twice now. And both times, in different ways, my love was crushed into powder. Who knew that by 22/23 I'd have been in love twice, and with men on different ends of whatever scale.
# But where does that leave me?
# My brain sometimes types things I don't mean. Like just now, I actually typed "doesn't that leave me" instead of "does." I do that a lot. Usually when I'm being serious and at least a little self-inspecting.
# Freud'd have a field day with me, I'm sure.
# Freud also claimed that psychoanalysis had no answer for the Irish.
# Speaking of St. Patrick's Day, I'm receiving regular emails from the Fireman I met in Arizona (don't you judge me; the transition worked in my head.).
# He's cute.
# I would love to go back to Phoenix. Now.
# Today's the first day since I had my hair cut back in January that it's been long enough for pigtails. This means I have another method of keeping off of my face, aside from bandana and hat. This is very good.
# Still reading back. My junior year of college was a cynical time in my life.
# But goddamn was I driven.
# I am a product of those I come in contact with. So be nice to me, I'm taking part of you with me.
# What you do with what you learn is who you become.
# It's now later than I had intended to stay up, so this is all you get.

Posted by Cat at 12:29 AM EDT
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Tuesday, 13 March 2007

Woot!
Mood:

on fire
Now Playing: Onethreeseven by Zohar
HereHere until Sunday night.

:D

Posted by Cat at 9:01 AM EDT
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