Thursday, September 29, 2005

No sleep and no beer makes Liz... something something

So my awesome day was actually made even greater by the Not-To-Big-To-Be-Crappy Players rehearsal being attended by only myself and Liz V. I could have gone home, I could have eaten dinner at home and rested and gotten away from the school I had been at all day before rehearsal tonight. But no. I went to the green room and waited, and waited.

Now I've spent the better part of my day bitching, so I'm going to do my best to bring up some positive things about my day.

1. I got home in time to watch the new CSI, which was not bad.
2. I narrowly averted an encounter with pure evil in the theatre tonight.
3. Torren gave me a copy of his CD that he and his band made which is pretty cool. It's not the kind of music I would normally listen to, but I like lots of it. He has a really great voice, it's kind of punky but it has a really likeable-sweet sort of quality to it.
4. I remembered all the words to my monologue from "The Vagina Monologues", which I had previously forgotten.
5. Every once in a while you find a soul mate who shares something with you that you never thought anyone would share with you. Heather has to be the only other person in the universe who has a saxaphone reed from 8 years ago for no reason at all. This is the strangest random thing I have ever had in common with someone.
6. Erica just called me. I'm in the English Arts club. I'm not an English major, nor do I have any skills with the English language, but I think I'll make a great member.

and last but not least...

I got to give my guy his birthday present a day early :D

Frat Alien: noticing the probe on his head is missing Oh man, my party probe
Frylock: Yeah you stuck it in that lazer, you thought it was a chick
Frat Alien: Did I score?
Frylock: It was a LAZER!

Tuesday, September 27, 2005

Tuesday has always been my favourite day of the week

Tuesday was always "Grandma day" :)
When I was too young to babysit myself I had various caregivers after school, and every Tuesday was the day my Grandma came to look after me. I always looked forward to this day, and I still have this attachment to Tuesdays as my favourite day of the week.

Four reasons THIS Tuesday was a great day:

1. Authentic movement in Acting class. Any day with authentic movement is a good day.

2. I bought my Shakespeare text book finally, now I can actually do my readings and, like everyone else, bitch about how all he does is lecture about the readings we should have already done.

3. Free chocolate. mmmm chocolate.

4. Discussing characters in RPGs vs Star Wars characters with Matt. We shared a very special moment when Matt said "Final Fantasy III is better than life". This is too true.

Monday, September 26, 2005

If you thought your town had problems

Courtesy of Yahoo News
Brits driving Austrians bonkers over rude village name

LONDON, (AFP) - British tourists have left the residents of one
charming Austrian village effing and blinding by constantly stealing the signs
for their oddly-named village.

While British visitors are finding it hilarious, the residents of
Fucking, Austria are failing to see the funny side, The Sunday Telegraph newspaper

Only one kind of crimimal ever stalks the sleepy 32-house village near
Salzburg on the German border -- cheeky British tourists armed with a
sense of humour and a screwdriver.

But the local authorities are hitting back and with the signs now set
concrete, police chief Kommandant Schmidtberger is on the lookout.

"We will not stand for the Fucking signs being removed," the officer
the broadsheet.

"It may be very amusing for you British, but Fucking is simply Fucking
us. What is this big Fucking joke? It is puerile."

Local guide Andreas Behmueller said it was only the British that had a
fixation with Fucking.

"The Germans all want to see the Mozart house in Salzburg," he

"Every American seems to care only about 'The Sound of Music' (the 1965
film shot around Salzburg). The occasional Japanese wants to see
birthplace in Braunau.

"But for the British, it's all about Fucking."

Guesthouse boss Augustina Lindlbauer described the village's
lakes, forests and vistas.

"Yet still there is this obsession with Fucking," she said.

"Just this morning I had to tell an English lady who stopped by that
there were no Fucking postcards."

Friday, September 23, 2005

One of those kids that gets tagged and then decides they don't want to play anymore

THE RULES: List five songs that you are currently loving. It doesn't matter what genre they are from, whether they have words, or even if they're any good, but they must be songs you're really enjoying right now. Post these instructions, the artists, and the songs in your blog. Then tag five other friends to see what they're listening to.

1. What would Brian Boitano Do? - Stan, Kyle and Cartman
2. Pomp and Circumstance - Glen Rose High School's Tiger Pride Band
3. So Long and Thanks for All the Fish - The Dolphins
4. At a Medium Pace - Adam Sandler
5. and Because I'm still in 1997

Ok seriously, I'm really enjoying this Thom Yorke/Bjork duo, it's very cool. Also very much enjoying "Under the Gun" by the Killers, "Instinct Blues" by the White Stripes, "American Idiot" by Green Day and "Hunger for the Great Light" by Dave Matthews Band.
I tag Joe... and um... all the people who posted spam comments. Yeah...

On a side note: CBC is showing an incredible film tonight at 11. "My Left Foot" is an amazing movie that I continuously forget to list as a top 10er, but totally is. Daniel Day-Lewis plays a man with CP, and deservingly wins an Oscar for best actor. I highly recommend watching it if you get a chance.


Here's a brief, somewhat accurate, script of why this is the best day ever:

Susan Moores: There's an envelope here for you Liz
Me: Really? What does it say?
Susuan Moores: It says that you've won the... Montgomery Burns Award... for outstanding acheivement... in the field of... excellence... yes.
Me: Don't I get a fancy awards ceremony and my picture on the wall at Thorneloe?
*Susan looks at Dr Andrews who nods

OK so maybe that's not exactly what happened... but the good news is that at least a small portion of my financial woe has been remedied with a Thorneloe University scholarship. Drinks on me!

Thursday, September 22, 2005

Keep forgetting to mention

By the way- I keep forgetting to mention, since this would be of relevence to most people reading my posts: Barry dropped by Thorneloe yesterday and said to say "hi" to everyone. He's teaching Visual Art and English in Espanola.

Wednesday, September 21, 2005

Lunch Lady Liz

This is a picture of me at my new job:

Yes, in my latest attempt to have the saddest job in Sudbury I've ventured into the realm of The Greasy. Ironically as a vegetarian all I do at this job in deep-fry chicken and beef and pour massive amounts of gravy on fries.

Woke up in the morning
Put on my new plastic glove
Served some reheated salisbury steak
With a little slice of love
Got no clue what the chicken pot pie is made of
Just know everything's doing fine
Down here in Lunchlady Land

Well I wear this net on my head
'Cause my red hair is fallin' out
I wear these brown orthopedic shoes
'Cause I got a bad case of the gout
I know you want seconds on the corndogs
But there's no reason to shout
Everybody gets enough food
Down here in Lunchlady Land

Well yesterday's meatloaf is today's sloppy joes
And my breath reeks of tuna
And there's lots of black hairs coming out of my nose
In Lunchlady Land your dreams come true
Clouds made of carrots and peas
Mountains built of shepherds pie
And rivers made of macaroni and cheese
But don't forget to return your trays
And try to ignore my gum disease
No student can escape the magic of Lunchlady Land

Hoagies & grinders, hoagies & grinders
Hoagies & grinders, hoagies & grinders
Navy beans, navy beans, navy beans
Hoagies & grinders, hoagies & grinders
Navy beans, navy beans
Meatloaf sandwich
sloppy joe, slop, sloppy joe
sloppy joe, slop, sloppy joe
sloppy joe, slop, sloppy joe
sloppy joe, slop, sloppy joe

Well I dreamt one morning
That I woke up to see
All the pepperoni pizza
Was a-looking at me
It screamed, why do you burn me
And serve me up cold
I said I got the spatula
Just do what you're told
Then the liver & onions
Started joining the fight
And the chocolate pudding
Pushed me with all its might
And the chop suey slapped me
And it kicked me in the head
It's called revenge Lunchlady
Said the garlic bread
I said what did I do
To make you all so mad
They said you got flabby arms
And your breath is bad
Then the green beans said
You better run and hide
But then my friend sloppy joe came
And joined my side
He said if it wasn't for the Lunchlady
The kids wouldn't eatcha
You should be shakin' her hand
And sayin' please to meet ya
She gives you a purpose
And she gives you a goal
You should be kissin' her feet
And kissin' her mole
Now all the angry foods
Just leave me alone
And we all live together
In a happy home

Thanks to
sloppy joe, slop, sloppy joe
sloppy joe, slop, sloppy joe
sloppy joe, slop, sloppy joe
sloppy joe, slop, sloppy joe

Well me & sloppy joe got married
We got six kids and we're doing' just fine
Down in Lunchlady Land

On a side note, I just received an email from Dave Matthews Band. I have decided not to get my hopes up, I'm kind of tired of being horribly crushed. APPARENTLY they are going to do a concert in Toronto in December. Which would be fantastic, if I can even go that weekend. It would certainly make up for my concertless summer, and bring a great deal of warmth to my heart. But alas... I refuse to be crushed yet again. Damn you Dave and your on again off again taunting. Why do you tease me so?

Tuesday, September 20, 2005

Getting my BS at Laurentian

I see you're reading "Romeo and Juliet". Is that because you think you're dumb? Because you're not. You could read "King Lear" if you wanted.

I kid actually. I like Romeo and Juliet. Not my favourite Shakespeare, but there's actually a lot more there than it seems. And hell there's even a part of me that finds it a little romantic. After all... parting IS such sweet sorrow.

I can't wait to see it at the STC.

Wednesday, September 14, 2005

Terry Fox Run

I am going to do the Terry Fox run this Sunday. I understand most people reading this are starving students, but if you're able to donate you can pledge online.

Now granted this might turn into the "Terry Fox Light Jog/Crawl" on my part, but I'll do my darndedest.


Tuesday, September 13, 2005

The Best Episode of Batman EVER

I was a little worried I had imagined this, but it's true.

Sunday, September 11, 2005

Exerpt from "Eloisa to Abelard" by Pope Alexander :p

Oh come! oh teach me nature to subdue,
Renounce my love, my life, myself — and you.
Fill my fond heart with God alone, for he
Alone can rival, can succeed to thee.

How happy is the blameless vestal's lot!
The world forgetting, by the world forgot.
Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind!
Each pray'r accepted, and each wish resign'd

for the whole poem go here.

Saturday, September 10, 2005

Found in Translation

Finally! I actually found a movie both my guy and I can enjoy.
I think it would actually be impossible for anyone not to like Lost in Translation. What an awesome movie. I had been hearing nothing but "What?! You haven't seen it?" for months and I finally rented the darn thing.

I love this movie for so many reasons. I suppose if I wanted to have a focussed well-written blog, I could pick a couple of those and expand on them. Silly me. I thought I was just killing time waiting for the insomnia to wear off.

To start, the acting in the movie is stellar. I think I'm always taken with Bill Murray because he has this ability to be both totally over the top and incredibly subtle whenever needed. He and Scarlett Johannson exchange some of the best "loving" looks in this picture I've seen in any film.
I adore the scene where Bob carries Charlotte back to her room. When he's walking down the hall with her in his arms and there's this inexplicable relationship forming between them.
I love the scene when Bob is filming the commercial and looks into the camera trying to be more "intense".
The scene where Charlotte's husband John is with her having dinner with the actress, is hillarious.

Anyways, to summarize: Great movie. Don't know if I'm that keen to visit Tokyo now though.

Friday, September 09, 2005

Show me the Money

Now I have been very fortunate in life. I have a great family who has been able help me support my acting habit at the university level. But somedays, I just have really crappy luck.
I went to the mall to buy cords today, with what little money I set aside for clothing. The store I was shopping at, because the cords were on sale, (who will remain annonymous because I don't want to advertise for them) did not have my size. Rather than buy a box of Timbits to celebrate obesity, I decided that I didn't really need cords and bought the Special Edition Killer's Hot Fuss album. I don't treat myself to a lot of CDs or crazy expensive things in general, but I thought that since I didn't really need new clothing and the one thing I wanted to buy didn't fit me properly $11.99 for a CD wasn't really that crazy a spending spree.
Sure enough I get home and no sooner do I throw my new CD into my computer *riiiiiip*. My favourite jeans, the only pair that I own that still fit me, ripped. Fucking figures.

PS: If I get any messages about how "insightful" or "interesting" my blog is with links to webpages that actually make my blog look good by comparison... well I don't know what I'll do... but when I think of it, look out!

Wednesday, September 07, 2005

Nobody out-crazies Ophelia!

So I thought I was stage managing MacBeth, but apparently it is no longer customary for the Stage Manager to be informed which play they are infact managing. Damn you McLennan!

To audition or not to audition. That is the question. Is it nobler to provide stage management where it is needed? And by doing so not risking the failure of auditioning. And by auditioning face the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune. To cry, to lose sleep. To lose sleep perchance to dream. Aye, there's the rub. For in that audition what dreams may come if I don't blow it and get stuck with nothing.

For those of your that could not follow my beautiful poetics...

Maybe I'm a bit afraid to audition. Not just because it might mean losing my job as SM, but maybe I'm afraid to not get the part I want so much. I think that there are plenty of other girls that are going to audition for it, and yeah... I'm scared.
Stupid theatre.

Tuesday, September 06, 2005

I is a college student

Hooray for going back to school tomorrow!
This is officially the best day of the whole summer.
Actually that's not true. I had a lot of good days this summer. I'm just a very negative person :)
I'm also dying to get out of my apartment because there's an evil monkey that lives in my closet.

Thursday, September 01, 2005

Pointless update

As is the case with all of my psychological oddities, I would like to blame my mother for this. I have begun watching CSI compulsively. This show completely fascinates me and I can't actually figure out why. It's kind of bugging me actually. There must be something about it that makes it so addictive.

Also, I have an exciting announcemnet. Well exciting to me, pretty mundane to everyone else. I suddenly realized today that I have not consumed alcohol in 20 days. This doubles my old record. While I suspect that much of this has to do with having been home for quite some time, I am hoping to extend this to one full month. This is not for any special reason, except to counter some claims made last May that I was a little "pathetic" or "alcoholic" because I only managed to go ten days without beer. I had said that I would stop drinking the entire month of May and for some reason I only made it until the next Tuesday.

At any rate. Here's to a year of spending considerably less money on booze and possibly even finding some part time work to support myself- Yay school!

Lisa: I like school
Homer: If you like it so much, why don't you live there?
Lisa: I would if I could