Wednesday, December 19, 2007

I Was Born to be Bad

I'm 19, but I'm old for my age!

19. This is the year everything changes (and you've got to be ready). 19 is how old Mimi Marquez was when she met the (canon) love of her life, how old Rose Tyler was when she went traveling with the Doctor.

It's the age I'll be when I move to a new state, maybe even a new country. Something's coming, something good.

Tuesday, November 27, 2007

I Am Made of AWESOME!

Holy fuck, ladies and gentlemen and undecided:

I WON NANO!!! For the first time ever, I wrote 50,000 words in thirty...actually twenty seven days. *does happy dance* I don't even know what to do with myself now! I feel light as an angel, I feel giddy as a schoolgirl! *dances in joy* I really fucking DID IT! And there's still so many stories, so mnay ideas...I'll have to save them for next year!

I'm off to tell everyone I know!

Thursday, November 22, 2007

Geeky and Childish? That's Me!

I just spent the better part of an hour teaching my little cousin Jordan about the joys and wonders of Doctor Who. We kicked Dalek butt (but they kept returning, oh noes!), we were saved by Captain Jack Harkness (who stood by smiling and laughing at me being bossed around by a four year old), we met up with the Doctor and the TARDIS (she then preceded, much to the Doctor's horror, to insist we put him in a carseat and buckle him in tightly so he couldn't leave. He harumphed his way through this), then we went and grabbed Ianto Jones to join the adventure (to make it up to all of them, I convinced her to let me put Jack, the Doctor and Ianto all into one room...with a bed...and a drawer o' fun...she thought they were going to play...oh, they did).

We each had sonic screwdrivers (mine a classic blue, hers red) and she claimed the Master was after us...before I even mentioned the Master. There were carpet sharks as well, but after that it was all Doctor Who. I think we found Owen while looking for Ianto and tossed him out a window.

I have to get a sonic screwdriver for Christmas! I may have to ask Father Christmas (the Doctor).

Tuesday, November 13, 2007

I am Flabbergasted, and Not Just Because I've Always Wanted to Use That Word

I saw Chris Croteau. I am 99.9% certain that I just saw Chris Croteau in the USF bookstore. I couldn't say hello, I don't think I would have been able to speak at all. He was... wow, I used to have such a thing for him. Now he's tall (taller, I suppose, he was always tall) and his voice is so much deeper. Granted the last time I saw him was 8th grade graduation, so he's done some growing up in the interim. But I was floored. I never, ever expected to see him again. And if I did, I was going to say all manner of charming and witty things...or at least something!

Wednesday, October 31, 2007

River Tam is Here

Beth said I could take her body over for the day since it's Halloween and she's dressed up as me. She's going to stay in her head and wander around because she's never seen it all. She took Ianto Jones and Dickon Sowerby with her. She left Captain Jack Harkness with me, even though he's not a real Captain

The dwarves are here. They seem happy, but I suspect ulterior motives. They're marching and singing and I distrust this.

Beth left the man with me because she wants him to keep an eye on me. "For your own protection, pet" is what she said, but she thought, "I have to keep him away from me. Besides River might need someone to stop her from going crazy." She told him that he can't so much as flirt with me, so he's being quiet. In his head, I can hear him thinking about Ianto. He wants Ianto's coffee and his ass and his heart. He loves him like Simon loves Kaylee and Mal loves Inara. Inara was going to look after me, but she can't Jump. Beth won't let her. Beth lets Jack Jump because she wants him to. Even if she doesn't know it.

Monday, October 29, 2007

Contraceptives In The Rain...Love This Planet

I was walking in the rain and I couldn't stop myself from doing Jack's bit about estrogen in the rain from the first episode of Torchwood.

I'm starting to rather enjoy having Jack in my head. I've noticed an extra sway in my hips when I walk, I'm not afraid to try and make eye contact with a girl, it's hard to describe. When he's around, it's like lying on top of a grand piano and feeling the vibrations. A constant feeling in the air, like the air has a flavor to it. I don't know how to describe it, maybe one of the alien devices is going wonky again (last time that happened Mark was turned into a teddy bear for about six hours, Roger spent five hours and 59 minutes laughing). I'm not really complaining, a mental mind fuck can be nice, after all.

I think I'm just falling under the multiverse famous Harkness charm, but it's weird. Good, but weird. Maybe that's why he can Jump out on his own. Of course, Ianto can do the same, but Ianto gives off a different feeling. Ianto is like a presence of good sense or a conscience...that looks so good in a suit, it renews my faith in British menswear, Jack is more protective...constant like I said, but also...invasive. Not invasive as in unwelcome and he's not Out all the time, he's safey in my head right now. But his presence, even when he's not present just makes me a satsified cat. All I want to do is stretch my limbs and purr. I've actually been purring recently, not even realizing it. Like I'm in a constant state of post-fuck bliss. Which considering how long it's been since I've had a fuck, is odd. That sounds weird. This all sounds weird. Next thing you know, I'll be tapping out drum patterns.

Thursday, October 11, 2007

Celebrate Coming Out Day

It's a national holiday everybody! National Coming Out Day, which is a day set aside for the whole of the GLBT community, its allies, and those who are still in the closet to throw their arms out to the world and say:

So, today I shall do so. My name is Beth. I am a bisexual woman. I'm not ashamed and I'm not quiet. I am not straight, I am not a lesbian. I am bisexual.

Thursday, October 4, 2007

Torchwood? That Some Kind of Flashlight Factory?

I declare here and now that I am now and will forever be a dedicated Torchwood fan. After four episodes (four!), all five main characters moved into my head and have been settled there since. Torchwood is a sci fi show, a spin-off of Doctor Who (where the character Jack Harkness originated).
One of the many good things about this show is that an openly (very openly) gay man is the heroic lead. Not only is the actor gay, but Jack is "omnisexual" (read: he'll fuck anything and probably has) and in the first season, all five characters have a same-sex kiss. Two same-sex couples are canon. Tosh/Mary, but that only lasts for an episode as Mary is an alien and wants to eat Tosh's heart. Poor Tosh. Also Jack/Ianto. Ianto is the receptionist/archivist/coffee king and gets two kisses with Jack. Though he's unconscious for the first. It is suggested that in the next season, Jack and Ianto will have a relationship. Go Britain!
Now, the basic premise is that there's this secret organization called Torchwood in Cardiff, Wales that investigates alien activity and scavenges the stuff left behind by aliens to make them usable by mankind. On to the characters:

Captain Jack Harkness: a man with a past that he won't share with his team (although we can watch Doctor Who), Jack is sexy, brash, a little crude and a bit aloof, with a smile that would charm the clothes off your back (and probably has). But he loves his team and does everything to protect them and he saves the world pretty much on a weekly basis. Jack is also immortal. In the first episode he is shot in the head, falls, then gets back up a minute later. He gets killed a lot, but he always comes back to life. That's the tricky thing about him.

Gwen Cooper: A police officer who saw Jack and his team use alien technology to revive a murder victim. She tracks them down, is able to counter-act the memory erase drug Jack gives her, she goes to find them again. After she witnesses the suicide of a team member, Suzie, she is given a job at Torchwood. She has a boyfriend, Rhys, who is incredibly supportive of her job, even if he doesn't know exactly what it is.

Owen Harper is the team doctor. He is sex-crazed (in the first episode he uses an alien aphrodiasic to make a beautiful woman at a bar want him, then does the same with her angry boyfriend a few scenes later), rude and crude, but hurt one of his teammates (especially Gwen, who he will later have an affair with) and he will kick some serious ass. Owen is very snarky and clashes with Ianto occasionally. Despite all that, he is a very good doctor and when he's not goofing off quite good at his job.

Toshiko Sato, called Tosh, is a beautiful (though she doesn't know it) technology geek. She hides in her work and doesn't have much of a life outside of Torchwood. Definitely bisexual, she has an affair with a female alien, yet is in love with Owen. Shy, but intelligent, she is one of my favourite characters. And not just for her beauty. She is the closest friend to Ianto, especially after they survive cannibals together. After the Cyberwoman incident, Tosh (in a deleted scene) brings Ianto coffee, something no one else has ever done.

Ianto Jones is a smartly dressed archivist with a good heart and a ready sarcasm. Smarter and braver than anyone gives him credit for, he fought in a war alongside his girlfriend Lisa. When she was transformed into an evil Cyberwoman, he stuck by her, trying to cure her. She gets loose and tries to kill and assimilate all of Torchwood. Ianto must decide where his loyalty lies. Unable to stop her, Jack had to kill her. Ianto doesn't lose his job (though he is suspended for four weeks, how do they manage without his coffee?) and seems to eventually forgive Jack and earn his trust again. Ianto is kind-hearted and exceptionally tidy and punctual, he also brews a mean cup of coffee (Join King Ianto's Coffee Club for ever-lasting peace and damn fine coffee). He clashes with Owen, is friends with Tosh, is mothered by Gwen, and finds himself in love or lust with Jack. The sexual tension between the two is palpable and in several scenes, it is more than strongly hinted at that Jack and Ianto are sleeping together. Actually, the very first episode I watched, I thought Ianto and Jack were already together.

To acquaint yourselves with Torchwood and the Jack/Ianto dynamic (along with proof it is canon): My favourites are moments 1, 2, 4, and the last one.

This is John Barrowman (Captain Jack) on some odd quiz/talk show from England. It's in 3 parts, but this is the start. Look in related for the others. Part 2, however, is the best with John being fooled by a drag queen and declaring he and the host should "have a gay-off". Love.

Just Wait Until Winter. I'll Re-solidify.

So, yesterday in the Marshal Center (campus cafeteria), I saw Paul Keesling. Those of you who know me realize what this means. I turned into goo, remarkably intelligent goo I thought, but goo nonetheless. I keep hoping I'll bump into him again, planning when to grab lunch next Wednesday in order to assure it. *goes off to plot*

Wednesday, September 5, 2007

Run Away With Me. OKAY!

So, Craig's solo is this amazing song called "Run Away With Me" from The Unauthorized Biography of Samantha Brown (nothing to do with the Travel Channel host of the same name). And I searched for it because it's so absolutely amazing! And what do I find? Taylor Trensch singing the exact same song! I went to Blake with him for four years. He was the only reason I didn't protest my class schedule change into American Mosaic (some government like class thingy). I mean, he's so gorgeous. And as talented as Craig. I believe if neither one of those two boys make it on Broadway, there is something wrong with the world in general.

Thursday, August 23, 2007

Our Lives Are Like Curtains, They Rise and They Fall

Back at Curtain Call which means life is good again. No matter how badly I'm treated or how hard a class is, I have my Curtain Call Family back to support me. Theatre really does heal and I've missed it so much. Rehearsals, shows, even just talking about it like we did tonight makes me feel so energized and glowy. I love theatre and I love Curtain Call.

Friday, August 17, 2007

I'm Free as a Bird With a Broken Wing

One more full week of nothing to do but laze the day away. At least, I hope to hang out with Brett sometime this coming week. *crosses fingers* Everyone else I know has to be in school by Monday, but not me. *preens and settles in with a cup of peach juic and a Wodehouse novel* Ahh, bliss.

Even better, Curtain Call starts up Tuesday. I have missed those crazy kids this summer. I could have used the magical healing power of theatre a few times this summer. It's been vaguely sucky lately. But all that will change when I get to see Craig, Mat, Ashley, Dana, Erin, Sara, Jennie,

Tuesday, July 31, 2007

Daniel Radcliffe vid!

Danny's being adorable and sexy all at once. That's talent, that is!

Sunday, July 29, 2007

You Can't Stop the BEAT!

I just saw Hairspray and it was amazing! Absolutely amazing! I was dancing in my seat and, when the credits rolled, in the area in front of my seat. I danced through "Mama, I'm a Big Girl Now" and "Cooties". I thought my mom and I were the only ones left. No! A nice older couple complimented me as we left, saying they enjoyed my performance as much as the movie. *preens*

I know I love theatre and musicals, but today I was reminded tht I really DO LOVE musicals and reminded why and how much as well.

It was fabulous!

Wednesday, July 25, 2007

And My Junk is You

Last night, I had a dream *quashes the urge to perform Over The Moon* about Craig. I mean, I've known for years (and I stress the years) that I'm in love with him (hence running back after seeing Salute to Broadway before I joined...actually that's why I joined), but...I don't even know. *sighs and bangs head against desk* It's my last year at Curtain Call, his too come to that and...if I don't tell him... But if I do tell him...ARGH! *bangs head steadily against desk* It's a no-win situation. And I still really like Brett, who doesn't seem to like me back that way. Fuckage!
Someone tell me to stop listening to "My Junk" from Spring Awakening. It's needless tortue.
I know I promised, I wouldn't do this on my blog, but dammit! If I didn't, I'd never get back to my life. I just had to get it all out. I'm fine now...I'm sure.

Anyway, better things. I reread Harry Potter 7, even the Epilogue, better known as "Didn't I Read This in a Fanfiction Somewhere?" Harry and Draco were supposed to get together, gorramit! *pouts* Too. *gasp* Much. *gasp* Het. *dies* Other than that, I suppose it was pretty good.
OH! I love my History class. It's like living in a combination of Dead Poets Society and The History Boys. Plus, I realized I could name all of Henry VIII's wives and the way their marriage less than 20 seconds. Which is actually pretty nerdy, I suppose. Story of my life. =8->

Monday, July 23, 2007

Spoilers For Harry Potter 7 SPOILERS

*sobs* FREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEED! *gets busy making a R.I.P. Fred Wealsey t-shirt*

*sobs more* Remus. Tonks. And so soon after Teddy was born too. *sobs more*

HEDWIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIG! Tell me what was the point of that? There was no point! *sniffles*

Also, DRACO DOES NOT HAVE A RECEEDING HAIRLINE YOU GREAT TWITS! *settles* My Draco, mine! *can feel the funny looks coming from England* Sorry, Tom. I'll be good.

I expected the ending but still hoped for Harry/Draco. Dammit. Though there is slash...thank Collins. Oh yes, I can feel the stories about Albus and Scorpious starting now.

Tuesday, July 3, 2007

I got my PRIDE!

So, went to Pride this past Saturday and was it fun, babies? You bet your ass!

It was colorful and such a sense of community as I've never seen outside of tiny towns. I was on the Unitarians float and throwing beads to gorgeous gals and guys. As I said often that day, "God, it's good to be bi at Pride!"

I flirted with a cute boy in a bookshop straight out of Nirvana and got a cute girl's e-mail address. Score!

Monday, June 11, 2007

Listen to the Lullaby of Old Broadway!

Last night was a theater geek's Oscar night: TONY AWARDS!

Julie White won a Tony for Leading Actress in a Play, big surprise.
Zach Braff presented an award, big surprise.

Spring Awakening won the Tony for Best Musical, no surprise.
Eddie Izzard, Robert Sean Leonard, Claire Danes, and Laura Bell Bundy all looked like sex on toast! No surprise.

I poured some cream soda into a flute glass and toasted all the nominees, winners, and performances (Spring Awakening is made of awesome, I want to see Curtains, and Mary Poppins made me smile).

One day, mark my words, I will be there!

Thursday, May 31, 2007

We Fuckin' Won (and then he falls down dead)

Livejournal is taking back their decision to close down those users and profiles that got deleted. We won (and so quickly too) and nearly everyone is getting their communities back! They apologised for mucking everything up so badly. We made a difference, albeit a small one!

Wednesday, May 30, 2007

No Sir, Art Wins In The End (LJ CENSORSHIP '07)

I know I promised only happy things, but I just couldn't stay silent.

Livejournal has started taking down communities and user profiles that have interests having to do with pedophilia and/or incest.

Now, obviously I don't condone either of these acts, but censorship? Is this 1980s Russia? What the hell's going on here? If I don't want to see those things, I don't go to those communities. Simple as that.

I may not agree with what they feel or say, but I will defend to the DEATH their RIGHT to bloody well say and feel it. (Paraphrasing, of course)

Who's with me?

Wednesday, May 23, 2007

Conquering the New York Times

Okay, so many no one but myself and some other rabid fans of The History Boys would give a good gorram about this, but: I MANAGED TO GRAB THE PICTURES OF THE HISTORY BOYS' "FASHION MAJORS" SHOOT. I am incredibly estatic about this and have given all the photos clever and snarky names, such as "Lockwood as Dorian Gray" and "Sacha the Magician".

Now, declaring this now may get me into trouble (like anyway reads this blog, right lieblings?), but I'm just so thrilled with my very un-techinical self for being able to work my way around this.

Tuesday, May 15, 2007

Videos Galore

There you will find Prelude to a Kiss, which closed recently in New York, starring Alan Tudyk. Firefly fans, that's Wash (of the dinosaurs) to you. and he's shirtless a couple times, not a bad time at all *wink*

Legally Blonde...the musical. I thought at first "Oh, this is gonna be really crappy", but no it's quite cute. But judge for yourself!

Wednesday, May 9, 2007

When Things Like Us Are Not To Be

Adam Pascal and Anthony Rapp are returning to Rent this summer. I'm hoping to wrangle myself some tickets and get my ass on a plane to NYC come August.

Of course, when I see them together, the slasher in me will have to resist the urge to yell "Just MAKE-OUT already, you two!" And then resist further fangirl urges like glomping, squeeing, and swooning. (I could tell Knox why we swoon...I'll give you a cookie if you know what that's from).

Wednesday, May 2, 2007

To the Tune of La Vie Boheme

Dearly Beloved, we gather here to say our goodbyeeeeeees.
Here it lies. No one knew its plot.
The late-night brainchild of Mr. Steve.
On this night when we celebrate the end
of that little senior student show
We raise our glass and smack Erin's ass to
A Haunting Taaaaaaaaale!

Yep. Saturday night, we performed A Haunting Tale for the last time. It's sad really. It's the only original production I've ever been a part of. And it is funny, especially Craig's little comedy bits.

Tuesday, April 24, 2007


This is just another lovely comparision brought to you by Dr. Greg House. Gotta love him. If it's not yet nine o'clock where you are, make sure to tune into House...because it's a great episode and Wilson/House is smexy. Don't believe me, Robert Sean Leonard and Hugh Laurie will make belivers of you.

Monday, April 23, 2007

Best Kept Secret

So, Adam Pascal has a new movie: "American Primitives".

"Story centers on two teenage girls who move to Cape Cod with their eccentric British father in 1973 following the death of their mother and discover their father has started a gay love affair."

If Adam is the man he gay loves, I will die of absolute and total joy. Just...die of it. They will find my smiling corpse and believe you me, I'll be the "happiest corpse" you've ever seen.

Especially if Adam kisses a man. That will really make me happy. Anthony might be upset, but I'll be thrilled.

Wednesday, April 18, 2007


Today is the day of silence, which means I can't talk. My family is of course already placing bets on how long I will last. The Day of Silence is to bring to the forefront the silence faced by GLBT people and their allies. So don't talk today if you support us. It's just a day. And maybe by not talking, you're educate someone and maybe, just maybe, change some minds. You never know.

Silent, but fabulous,

Thursday, April 12, 2007

Bring on the!

Last night, the Drag Show was AMAZING! The queens were amazing. One did a Reba medley, I tipped her! It was great! Another one was such an amazing dancer! And the hostess, the MC...I'd need to find a thesarus to describe how great she was.

There was one drag king...and he kissed my hand and brushed my cheek. It was sweet. I'm pretty sure I giggled like a 5 year old.

It was a blast!

Thursday, April 5, 2007

Unzip My Body, Take My Heart Out

If I hadn't been in love with Craig going on two full years now, I'd shoot him. As is, I want to shoot him. We're dancing...choreographed dancing. I haven't done that in years, at least not much. Chris taught me a bit from the Newsies dance several months ago and that's it.

I learn on my own. Belly-dancing: self-taught. Tango: self-taught. Waltz: Self-taught. Swing Dancing: self-bloody-taught.

I'm terrified of having to be doing the same moves in rhythm. I've got no rhythm, I've got no music, I've got no man.

Wednesday, April 4, 2007

Round and Round The World She Goes...

So, I know I'm going to be leaving someday, but I don't know where to go. New York City? Savannah, Georgia? Santa Fe? Because as we all know, if your NYC dreams are busted, only Santa Fe will do. (See Roger Davis and Jack Kelly).

Of course Nick wants me to go to California with him. Sorry, Mr. Movie Boy, but I'm not wired for Hollywood or L.A. Although, I am starting to consider it.

Saturday, March 31, 2007

"Fuck off"...he seemed to say

Nick and I were having a nice little morning stroll on Thursday, when a squirrel threw down a nut from the tree above us and hit Nick square on the forehead.

I laughed, he scowled and tried throwing the nut back to no avail. Then he was treated to my rendition of the entirety of the Eddie Izzard squirrel bit from Dressed to Kill.

Broadway Baby...

This has been a hell of a week in theatre for me.

Tuesday, Candance called me and asked if I wanted free tickets to see The 25th Annual Putnam County Spelling Bee (it's a Broadway show, not an actual spelling bee). Of course I did, so I went and reveiwed it.

Then Thursday, Lexi calls me up and asks if I want to see the show Friday night. So, I got to go AGAIN! Which was lovely. I gave one of the actors the review I'd written. He thought it was cool.

Now tonight, I'm going to see Craig in Cabaret. He's Cliff, the bisexual American (or English depending on which one you're watching) writer. Which means he sings "Perfectly Marvelous", the cute bit Adam sang on Cold Case.

Sunday, March 11, 2007

Start spreadin' the news

In a couple hours, I'm on a bus to New York for five(ish) days! I'm going to see Aubrey (my sister sort of/best friend/ex-girlfriend) and Evie (another sister sort of)!

Oh, yeah, and I'll see-

NEW YORK CITY!!! (center of the universe)

Tuesday, March 6, 2007

Heroes will help you find good in yourself...

I met Anthony Rapp for the second time last night. He was charming and an utter doll! He took everyone's questions, he waited around and signed everyone's books. How many other celebrities would do that? Precious few, I bet.

He was funny and clever, articulate and poised. Collins, I love that man.

I gave him the card from the inapropothought group and a copy of my article. He signed my article!!! *squees*

Wednesday, February 21, 2007

Pass the Parcel!

The History Boys is nominated for a GLAAD (Gay and Lesbian Alliance Against Defamation) award for Best Limited Release Film!

Congratulations to cast, crew, and my darlings! Great job, boys. Yippee, Sam! Woohoo, Frances! Way to go, Andy!


"Felicitations to you all! Well done, Scripps! Bravo Dakin! Congratulations Crowther! And Rudge too! Remarkable! All, all deserve prizes!" To quote Mr. Hector.

Thursday, February 15, 2007

Roses are Blue...They Can be Red

Does anyone else despise those stupid, little chalky hearts that everyone seems to be trying to shift two seconds after midnight on February 15? They come in little squares boxes with a clear section in the front so you can shake it and see if the message you know will win over your beloved is in that box. “This candy heart says ‘My Girl’. If I give it to her, she’ll then become my girl. Brilliant, I tell you, brilliant!”
I hate those things. Worse than that, however, is when people (say, a certain jerk in eighth grade) write mean things on them and throw them at your head. Does that happen to anyone else?
And have you seen how you can now personalize what the little hearts say? You can put your significant other’s name on it, your anniversary date, even a special heartfelt message. Just make sure said heartfelt message is short enough to fit on a heart the size of your thumb. UR A QT. Yes, because shortening words to letters is a beautiful example of how well you can provide for your girlfriend with the money you’ll be making flipping burgers. Well done, jerk off.
And girls can be crazy about those things. If you don’t carefully check every single heart for the perfect message for your relationship and just hand her one as an after-thought, she will then proceed to develop seventeen different meanings to the heart that says “Wuv you”. (Yes, Wuv with an earth W). Just be thankful none of them say “Will U Marry me?” …Yet.

Tuesday, February 13, 2007

Chase=Microwave Pizza!

So, everyone with a pulse should know who Greg House is...and worship him. House was amazing tonight, I love this show. Also, next week "secret about House", come one we all know House is in love with Wilson. Who else does he obey? Who else can control him? CUddy tries, but it is Wilson who holds the key.

Saturday, February 10, 2007

"I like tea." "I much prefer r."

The title was a bit between my mom and myself at the tes room this afternoon. It costs $25 a person, yet they gave us only tea and nibblets. Hell, for $25, I expect a couple of strippers and a floor show!

So, this blog is not at all a way to procrastinate from my homework, no, not at all. Would I lie? Well, would I lie to you, my lieblings?

Thursday, February 8, 2007

...and the Mome Raiths Outgrabe

In my Improv class, we're learning the poem "Jabberwocky" by Lewis "I make up words for ym own amusement" Carroll. We were told to act out different parts.

Savannah and I got the "mome raiths" and were told to interpret them as we saw them. So, I started crawling around on the floor (can you believe I get college credit for this?) and acting like a small, woodland creature. Squeaking, forraging, the works.

Suddenly, I feel a huge pain in my knee. I have torn a huge hole in my jeans (right above my lovely patches in the colors of the bisexuality flag: blue, purple, pink) and scraped the hell out of my knee. It hurts and I'm still limping, but it was the most fun I've ever had injuring myself! Woohoo!

Tuesday, February 6, 2007

Kicking ass in four inch heels

I finally did it. I wrote a "fuck you and farewell" note to Nick Lair, the cold-hearted bastard, on his Myspace. I can barely believe I have one. I feel like a sell-out to Bohemia.

But as I said before, no negativity. So, bring me some champagne and pop in a Christian Bale movie, I am feeling free for the first time since I was five.

And It feels damn good.

Sunday, February 4, 2007

Stand the World on its Ear

Last night, I got a standing ovation.

Okay, so technically the entire show and all its cast got the ovation, but I was in five numbers so at least 20% of that was for me. We gave a (pardon my English) fucking awesome show! That night was why I'm an actress. Not because I like pretending to be other people or because the standing ovation made me all giggly. Because we put on a helluva great show and I felt great up there, sweating under the spotlight and trying to feed the words to people who were just mumbling.

Anyway, after the show we went to Beef O'Brady's as per usual. And for the first time, I felt a part of the group. My real moment of glory came with this exchange:

Craig: *looking at my phone* Who's Todd? Is it The Todd? (a sex shop) Beth, do you give demostrations at the Todd?
Beth: You should know, you were front row center at the last one.

Last night was definitely one of the best nights of my life.

So far.

Mucho love and happiness,


Space. The Final Frontier. Well, not the final frontier because if it was final, there'd be no where else to frontier to... I digress (this will happen a lot)

Howdy all. My name is Beth, I'm 18, I'm an actress/singer/writer/photographer/activist/journalist/typist/vessel for the people who live in my head. I'm bisexual, but no I don't want to join you and your girlfriend in bed (unless you're both really hot, in which case send me a picture). I have three goals in life: to be in a Broadway/West End show, to make contact with my King of Geekery: Wil Wheaton, and meet the entire cast of Newsies and The History Boys

Fear not this blog, for it will not be the typical teenage blog. There will be no emo poetry, no long posts about my lack of a boyfriend/girlfriend, and no sob stories. This is where I will chronicle my triumphs, my embarassing moments, my daily insanities, and such like. And I vow one last thing to you, my readers:

I will use proper grammar. No LOL or j/k or anything of that ilk.

What do you say we get this started, my lieblings?

Mucho love and happiness,