Warning! -Code Red and Green

I will try to do this as briefly as possible.

This is mostly so that you can be prepared to duck and cover.
The next pseudo-intellectual wanna-be cynical jackass that tries to pass off “Christmas decorations go up way too early” or “Christmas is so commercial” as their own unique original thought may be the victim of a swift kick to the head. Enough is enough. It's not a new idea anymore, and you're not bringing me down with you.
I mean I completely agree that the commercialization of Christmas is bad, but I take it as my challenge to find something meaningful in the holiday season that’s separate from shopping and gift giving. And what is so bloody awful about having decorations up in November? It is kind of early yes, but is it really so bad to have pretty lights and colourful displays all around downtown for a couple of extra weeks?


Hmm if only someone could make up a Christmas special about someone who is so distraught over the commercialization of Christmas that he loses sight of the meaning himself. But then he finally learns what Christmas is truly about and is surrounded by his family and friends… perhaps around a Christmas tree humming Hark the Herald Angels sing. If only...

Pardon my sarcasm. I really love this holiday, it means a lot to me, and I think sometimes people bash it because it’s fashionable to do so.
I can totally have a sense of humour about it (Family Guy’s Rudolph: Classic), but please stop trying to convince me that I’ve been brain washed by corporate America or that I have a lower IQ because I happen to be able to find joy in the month of December. And yes... even parts of November.

PS: Everytime I do this I swear I'm done editorializing, maybe I should stick to random inside jokes and surveys for everyone's sake.

Things I'm going to buy when I get my first $8/hour movie contract

In a theoretical world, I would be studying.

But in this real world, I am blogging about my lack of initiative to study.

I spent the better part of my day being an "additional background performer" (which is a fancy way of saying extra) in a Canadian film shooting here in Sudbury. This was seriously one of the funnest days of my life. Top five for sure. What can I say? I'm a list maker. mmmmmm High Fidelity :)

Anyways, let's re-rail.

Since I actually made a little cash on the gig today I have decided to purchase something from my list of "things that I'm going to buy when I get my first $10million movie contract". I think it's only fair now that I've made 1/3125000 of that in my first gig to put a small dent in my list. Hmm I should go back and check it...

Oh well back to trying to understand Melodrama. Oh yeah and studying for my theatre history test. ha ha ha... yeah that was definatly only funny to me...

Waiting for the bus

I have a little time to kill before the bus comes to take me away from work.

I was REALLY dreading coming in tonight. Did anyone else find that the weather and general atmosphere of the day sucked the life out of them? Maybe that's a little melodramatic...

My shift did however have it's bright spots: It wasn't overly busy, I did not work with any crazy or annoying co-workers and I got a visit from this guy.

Sorry about the pic I couldn't resist.
If it makes you feel better... I can do a sommersault!

PS: Your skill in the art of hugging does not go unnoticed.

No time to blog!

"But Liz," you say, "How will we get to hear your witty and wonderful thoughts on things if you don't take the time to write in your online journal?"

Or at least that's what I like to think you say. I kind of suspect it's, "Well there's one less time I have to hear one of these stupid stories."

Back to "Uncle Tom's Cabin". I don't want to write the quiz without having read the play and only get 7/10.

Oh Theatre History :P

Closing my eyes and hoping that things will just magically get done

In my nerdy IMDbing ways I came a across a pre-production movie that was supposed to star Ewan McGregor and Kate Winslet (two of my favouritist of favourite actors) called "Gnomeo and Juliet" about an indoor gnome and an outdoor gnome who fall in love. Apparently the project has been canned. I think this is incredibly sad, there aren't anywhere near enough gnome movies. I mean certainly there are some wonderful gnome moments in movies (Amelie and The Full Monty notably), but I was really looking forward to gnomes as central characters.

I think I might have to pick the project up as a live action movie starring my indoor gnome, Chomsky. I will need a female gnome (who I could supply the voice for) and a male actor for Gnomeo's voice. I will be in talks with Ewan's agent as soon as possible.

Actually, if I can get Ewan I might not use the gnomes at all...

At any rate! Blogging has become a wonderful way for me to feel as though I'm accomplishing something, when in fact I'm simply procrastinating. Back to memorizing.

Polka-Dot Door

I had a series of the strangest dreams last night. All of them revolving around the central theme of finding my friend, who had mysteriously disappeared and feeling extremely guilty (long story).

Then in one of the dreams I had on this hideous puprle polka-dot shirt. I kept trying to take it off, but everytime I removed it there was another one underneath.



I wonder if there's a meaning behind that? Or if I should stop drinking Northern at the Townehouse...

Look at me, judge me by my size do you?

Sweet! I am already in full Jedi attire despite the obvious fact that I won't be going out for at least another 5-6 hours. I couldn't possibly care less.

After pulling a solid 16 hour day yesterday, I am left baffled at how certain friends of mine are able to do this up to five days/week. It's entirely possible that they are super human. Or that I'm a lot lazier than I like to think.
No... it's the super humans that are wrong.

YOUR STAR WARS NAME: ( first 3 letters of your last name+ last 3 letters of mothers middle name /+/ first 3 letters of your pets name + first 3 letters of the town you live in)= Buclen Mogsud

I much prefer Liz Kenobi.


"sigh, if only I could be with Liz... but attachment is forbidden in the Jedi order"


oh man... I have actually become the world's hugest nerd.

Something of Value to Say

What a great day!

I am finally home after my strange and fun-filled day.

It started this morning (naturally) with a trip to see Josh to work on our scene for Acting II. In three hours we managed to run the scene four times, and spend 2 hours having some really great Josh-Liz time. It was most enjoyable.
I went to go check on set construction and it was sort of as though everyone at Thorneloe had been teleported away. I've never seen that place so empty. And there was the set, not even half done sitting there, waiting to be built. I have no idea where everyone went, or when on earth we are going to have this thing done by, but there it is. I waited for about a half an hour (OK maybe 20 minutes, I really wasn't in the mood) and then I took off to go home and try to get some stuff finished.
I made the executive decision when I got home to go visit the Laughing Buddha. Mostly this girl. We had a nice chat about how she really ought to SM Hamlet :P and how wrong it is to steal costumes from Thorneloe. waves hand You don't need to know where I got this robe.

Then I spent the evening doing a haunted house run by the school for the United Way. I spent 5 hours screaming as though I were possessed by demons. While not my strongest acting performance (I could just hear Val going "Centre your voice Liz" "Are you ACTING possessed or BEING possessed?") I did get the chance to make some children cry, and possibly send them to therapy in their adulthood for psychological trauma.

I am sleepy now. And I have a big day of Jediing ahead of me.

Censorship

I found an interesting article about a school banning students from having blogs.

Here's the thing. Anyone who puts up in-depth sexual information and measurements on their blog along with any kind of personal contact information ought to be stalked by preditors. I'm sorry but seriously.

Who puts their measurements on their blog anyways? Better question. Who even tells anyone their REAL measurements anyways, let alone online.

Fine you can say "But they're just kids". See I was 14 once too, I do remember. But I was 14, not stupid. I knew enough not to tell strangers my phone number and address when I was 3.

Now granted as I type this there could be some dude who cut and pasted my head from the picture on my blog and put it on some naked chick's body on some random porn site. I accept that risk, and given that there are only about 5 people who regularly visit my blog, and only about 4 of them are likely to do that kind of thing :P I'm not really that worried. But see if it happens, it won't make me think that all blogs forever should be shut down because they're evil. I'll learn my lesson and accept that that's what happens sometimes, because that's the risk of putting pictures up on the internet.

Could we start taking SOME personal responsibility again, instead of punishing the masses for individual stupidity? Seriously.

Online Artistry

Watch me create my work of art. Or something. I actually kind of like this. Keep in mind it's hard to control brush strokes and splatter with a mouse and a series of clicks.

I've been having a really tough time drawing since I got tendinitis in my wrist this summer. I already had a bit of trouble keeping my hand steady and now it's gotten a lot worse. I haven't really drawn anything in a while. Unlike the guitar, this is not just simply a laziness/using my wrist as an excuse issue. It actually feels very strange not to be able to keep my hand steady and it's extrememly frustrating when I'm trying to draw something that I know I'm capable of drawing, but I can't.

Thanks for the link Luke. It's not often that I get to play with paints and not have to clean up a huge ass mess or be $50 in the hole.

Green Eggs and Hamlet

I wonder if Ian would ever forgive me if I did a student production of this?

I would not could not kill the king. I would not poison anything.

If you ever mistook me for someone of intelligence...

Ah yes, and now it's time for that post that many of you probably knew was inevitably coming at about this time today.

I'm an idiot. Oh yes.

Robert Munch was infact not at the school doing his storytelling/booksigning today. No, he was here yesterday. When I finally double checked my ticket upon arriving at the empty Frasier Auditorium today at 1pm I saw "Saturday October 22nd" printed quite clearly across it.

"But Liz," you might ask, "How could you forget to double check the date and time for the opportunity to hear the author of your all time favourite book, and one of your childhood heroes speak... Not to mention the chance to have that very book that you've owned since your childhood signed by the man himself... And never mind the possiblity of meeting the man who wrote the story that you have recited a thousand times to children at camp and made your personal camp counselor 'thing'... How Liz could you forget to check your ticket?"

Because I'm a huge fricken idiot.

I'm going home now, to go and read my Dave Matthews Band tickets at least sixty times to make sure I haven't gotten anything wrong. Then I am eating a lot of ice cream and hugging my Annie doll.

Happy Day

WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!

I'm off to meet Robert Munch!

I've Been Drinking and Here's What I Think III: Revenge of the Zinfandale

A few important thoughts:

1. It would be better if I didn't go to see Robert Munch speak tomorrow morning with a hang-over

2. Hi Erica! I didn't know you read my blog until tonight... HI!!

3. Angelo: I remember the picture. And in my current mental state I say post it, I bet I look sexy in it!

4. Stephie makes me smile, she's so great.

5. Again to Erica: I left your pearls somewhere in your room. Thank you for letting me borrow them, they made me feel very fancy. And chaste :)

That is all.

And finally... The Wedding Story!

Yes that's right, almost four months later... it's the blog about my Aunt's wedding. For those that don't know, this summer my Aunt Bev got married. Her husband, John is the priest at her Church St David's in Welland, which is where they got married.
They got married by the minister at my home parish (who frequently asks if I'm attending services here in Sudbury to which I reply "umm... well there aren't really any Anglican churches nearby"... for people that don't know I go to a school located directly next to an Anglican chapel). At any rate! It was a lovely service and I have a couple of pictures that my Aunt sent me.



This is my brother and I with my Aunt (centre obviously) at the rehearsal dinner.



You see, John is the priest at the church, but he is the groom in this service and Lynn is SUPPOSED to be running everything. My aunt is cracking up because John thinks he's in charge. His children Chris and Julia are the ones in the pews laughing.



I have an issue with this picture. You see when you're in the bridal party people take pictures of you through the ENTIRE service. For 1 and a bit hours you stand and people photograph you from all different directions and I SWEAR I smiled for like 2 straight hours that day. They must have caught me at the ONE second that I wasn't.



This is such a great pic. My aunt looked so beautiful. She had just the perfect dress and she is absolutely glowing in this picture.



Here's me and my fella at the after party. What a cutie pie.

Congrats to my Aunt and John!

PS: For people that know Ian. John grew up in the same area of Hamilton/Dundas as Ian and knew him as a little kid.One time John was in "one of the plays that Ian used to write and put on with the kids in the neighborhood in his basement". Which is probably the cutest thing I've ever heard about Ian.

Part 2

Part 2 of the list of things I'm going to buy when I get my first $10million movie contract:

-real Ritz crackers, no more of this Equality brand crap

-The Empty Space by Peter Brooke

-In fact, perhaps I'll even invest in my own copy of Acting with Style

-a hole-punch

-a remote control for my VCR

-the services of a seastress to get my pants hemmed (is it so hard to make 28" inseams for a 30" waist?)

-a pair of "character shoes" (I don't actually know what these are, but I hear they're something I ought to have)

-William Shatner's recent CD "Has Been"

-All of the Cheat Commandos Playsets and Toys

-an actual White Stripes poster (instead of just having the pictures from the calendar)

-a bucket for my mop

-finally, something that I might not be able to wait for my movie contract for... The Fraggle Rock Season 1 DVD

There are about three other DVDs that I'm desperate for right now:
Clone High (although I already have these burnt)
Revenge of the Sith (November 2nd I believe)
and Futurama Volume 4 (has all my favourite episodes)

None of these however are quite as vital to my survival as Fraggle Rock. I suppose until then I still have my tapes.


*On that note. Jerry Juhl died a couple of weeks ago. He was a writer for Fraggle Rock, The Muppet Show, Sesame Street and the good Muppet movies. His writing was the heart of the Muppets and Fraggle Rock and I was sad to hear of his passing.


Feel the water flowing.
Feel it coming, feel it going.
In the river, in the rain and in the sky.

One day it's an ocean.
One day ice in motion.
One day it's a tear drop in your eye.

It's just a dream away.
You've got to leave to stay.
We'll meet again someday,
Just a dream away.

Acting Journals

A journal entry about how I don't do my acting journals.

Even though I know that they are beneficial and important to my development as an actor...
I would rather go on the internet and look at funny things.

Because that's the kind of person I am.

Usurped

If it weren't for these quizzes, I'm not sure I'd even have a blog...

1. What high school did you go to?
Cayuga Secondary School

2. What year did you graduate?
2002

3. What was your favorite band(s) or artist(s)?
DMB
Radiohead
The Strokes
... wow look at the tremendous change in my musical taste :S sheesh
OK- what do I not really listen to now?

Red Hot Chilli Peppers
Barenaked Ladies
Great Big Sea
Sloan
The Foo Fighters
Smash Mouth
Sarah Maglaughlin
Alanis Morisette


4. What was your favourite outfit?
whatever was clean

5. What was up with your hair?
short and a little spikey in the back- sort of how I did it in November/December of 2003 for people who knew me then.

6. Who were your best friends?
Dan, Sutor, Emily, Tammy, Trish, Menta and Jason

7. What did you do after school?
Drama

8. Where did you work?
In my last year? Subway

9. Did you take the bus to school?
I actually managed to get the car most days. And the van until I wrecked that. Stupid bee.

10. Who did you have a crush on?
In a three year lapse of all self-respect and intelligence, Ryan.

11. Who did you date?
All kinds of guys... there was ummmm.. *cough krisphobof and *cough befishmimen...

12. Did you fight with your parents?
Yes, but always about totally trivial things

13. Did you ever have detention?
Once. I skipped school to help out with set-up for a student council event. Yes that is the dorkiest detention story ever.

14. What was your favorite subject?
english

15. Who did you have a Celebrity crush on?
oh wow, this is actually more embaressing than Ryan... Ben Affleck

16. Did you smoke?
smoke what?

17. Did you lug all your books in your backpack?
And how. One year I finally got my Toronto Maple Leafs backpack :D

18. What was the best event ever?
The Memorial Baseball Tournaments :p
That I didn't organize: We had a sock-hop in Grade 10 and dressed for the 50s

19. Did you have a clique?
I'm not sure i could have if I'd wanted one

20. Where was your Senior Prom?
An old restored train station in Hamilton

21. Did you have a "Max" like on Saved by the Bell?
Cayuga has a subway, an IGA, a hockey arena and a pizzaria named Chewie's that probably infringes on any number of copyright laws. But that's IT.

22. Were you popular?
No... no... no.

23. Who did you want to be like?
Anyone not living in Cayuga.

24. What did you want to be when you grew up?
a physiotherapist

25. Where did you think you'd be at the age you are now?
I guess finishing my fourth year of biology at Trent, applying to various physiotherapy schools with top marks in my science classes. What can I say? I wasn't that bright.

26. What was the colour of your yearbook?
I can't even describe some of them. They were every colour of the tacky rainbow.

27?

28. What was your school Mascot?
The Warrior. The stereotypically offensive native warrior.

Weblog: Stardate 101205 My five year mission... to have a much more exciting life to write about in five years

I have to confess, I'm a little jealous. My brother has his first credit on imdb. Lucky little bugger.

Hi Ashley! Thank you for visitting :D

Here's a random picture for kicks:

As Time Goes By

Happy 1,576,800th minute anniversary Jenny and Andrew! May you have another 39,420,000 minutes and more!

And no, I didn't deliberatly log on at midnight to do this, it just worked out that way.


Unrelated: Part 1 of the List of things I'm going to buy when I get my first $10million movie contract.

- 3 pairs of black socks
- a new shower curtain (one with two parts-for inside and outside of the tub)
- a new frying pan
- the $7.99 VHS copy of Coffee and Cigarettes at Hart
- conditioner that costs more than $2.50/bottle
- a television that is adaptable to both VHS and DVD players and does not have rabbit ears or a dial
- a zip-up binder
- some hanging plants for the hanging plants hooks that are all over my ceiling
- decorative pillows for the couches in my living room
- 1 knife, 3 forks and 4 spoons to make a full set of 8 each
- that copy in Chapters of the complete works of Maya Angelou
- an alarm clock that plays music to wake up to instead of beeping loudly
- a ticket to see a non pay-what-you-can performance of an STC production

To be continued...

Happy Tofuturkey Day!

Leave your name and
1. I'll respond with something random about you.
2. I'll tell you what song/movie reminds me of you.
3. I'll say something that only makes sense to you and me.
4. I'll tell you my first/clearest memory of you.
5. I'll tell you what animal you remind me of.
6. I'll ask you something that I've always wondered about you.
7. If I do this for you, you must post this on your journal.


Scott
1. You now weigh twenty pounds more than me, and are a little over 6 inches taller
2. movie-Half Baked/song-Pretty Fly for a White Guy
3. Your title is: "Hazardous Waste"
4. Well I don't remember anything before age 5, so I'm going to say, my fifth birthday party
5. monkey (it runs in the family)
6. What's your favourite movie? I've realized I don't know, and that's kind of sad.

Joe
1. You have really great teeth.
2. movie-Monty Python's Quest for the Holy Grail/song-Wouldn't it be Nice?
3. You and your puny earth questionaire. Our moon questionaires are lightyears ahead of yours.
4. You were sitting playing guitar and singing with Courtney on the picnic table outside the dining hall. You were wearing that greenish hat and a blue T-Shirt.
5. Teddy Bear :D
6. What's a sweet guy like you doin' with a crazy gal like me?

Andrew
1. You're the eleventh Andrew I've known
2. movie-Adaptation/song-obviously R.C., also #41 (live at Luther)
3. awkward silence... So what did you and Liz do all day? We screwed.
4. Much Ado About Nothing- I seem to recall some guy with long hair playing the guitar
5. Hedgehog. If you do end up getting one, it will be one of those pets that are like their owners things.



6. You might have told me this before but... what is your all time favourite song?

Comes around, goes around

Leave your name and
1. I'll respond with something random about you.
2. I'll tell you what song/movie reminds me of you.
3. I'll say something that only makes sense to you and me.
4. I'll tell you my first/clearest memory of you.
5. I'll tell you what animal you remind me of.
6. I'll ask you something that I've always wondered about you.
7. If I do this for you, you must post this on your journal.


If you don't have a blogspot account, send me an email (Liz V and Scott, that's you guys :p)

Back in Black

This should be the first new post of my now fully functioning Blog.

I kept thinking of things to write about over the last few days, but they've all pretty much escaped me now.

Sin City is a very cool movie. Someone tried to tell me today that it was only good because of the black & white/not-so-random colourization. He was like "If it was the same movie, only fully in colour it would have sucked". Well duh. It was an entire style. Yes the black and white thing was "artsy" but it was in keeping with the accurate following of the comic... sorry graphic novel :) and with the film noire genre. At any rate, very cool movie.

Aha! Now I remember...

WARNING WARNING: INCOMING RANT SESSION
I was watching an episode of the Simpsons on Sunday, it's one of the new ones where the kids at school tease Lisa about her weight until she develops an eating disorder. Comedic moments in the episode feature Lisa refusing to eat, working out compulsively and binging on a giant cake. HILLARIOUS. "In case you couldn't tell I was being sarcastic". Well duh.
The show has been sucking pretty hardcore over the last couple of years, but this was a pretty sad plunge, even for them. It wouldn't bother me so much if it weren't a common social attitude that people having these problems are "weak" or "anti-feminist" as Lisa herself calls it. This isn't a choice that women make. It's an actual medical condition linked to depression and all kinds of other health problems that people have very little control over.
They also portray it as coming from a couple of days worth of two or three kids on the playground teasing her, rather than, what many young girls experience, years of humiliation at school and harassment from parents or other authority figures. One manequin in the mall with unrealistic measurements does not make a person "want to be" anorexic.
I'm sure that someone could make the same argument for the treatment of Homer's alcoholism. This is also a widely misunderstood disease, but at least through Barney's rehabilitation and the odd episode with Homer they treat it with SOME quantity of respect. I suppose they don't treat most things with respect. I guess I'm mostly frustrated with the societal attitude towards this issue. People talk about celebrities like "Oh my god she's so skinny, that is so wrong" as though it's gossip or it's like they just found out they kill puppies.

*breath* breath*

alright ranting done :)


I have to go and finish up my laundry. When I return I will think happy thoughts and have a nice healthy lunch.

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 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.

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
reported.

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
in
concrete, police chief Kommandant Schmidtberger is on the lookout.

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

"It may be very amusing for you British, but Fucking is simply Fucking
to
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
explained.

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

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

Guesthouse boss Augustina Lindlbauer described the village's
breathtaking
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."

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.

OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG

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!

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.

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

[Spoken]
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?

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.

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.

Thanks.

The Best Episode of Batman EVER

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

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.

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.

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!

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.

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.

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

My Hero

An actress that I look up to a great deal is Kate Winslet. Not because she's a "heavier actress making it in Hollywood", because she's not. She's a really beautiful actress with an awesome figure and a lot of talent. If I could look like any celebrity in Hollywood it would be her. But you know... she also makes me think that maybe I can be happy looking just the way I am :)



Kate has great quotes about weight and self image:

"I am so not fat. I'm fit. I'm healthy. I feel so much more comfortable this way. For God's sake, don't argue with nature!"

"When I was 18 and 19 and 20, I would weigh myself and write it down in my diary. I'm not that person now. I have that feeling of not caring. I'm just happy being me."

"What is sexy? All I know from the men I've ever spoken to is that they like girls to have an arse on them, so why is it that women think in order to be adored they have to be thin?"




This is a woman after my own heart. A comfy hooded sweatshirt and hair loosely pulled back.




If this is fat, dear god let me be fat!

"Kate Winslet is a beautiful woman. If she put on another 10 pounds, I'd still outweigh her by 50. People just want to make fun of her weight because she got to make out with Leonardo DiCaprio."
Gabrielle Reece, pro beach volleyball player and ex-model

Amen.

Morgan Webb

In an attempt to even things out with my fella I thought I would dedicate a post to his celebrity crush.

How great is this? Unlike most guys in the 18-25 bracket, my guy does not have a crush on Jessica ugly-face Simpson or Brittney sucks-in-bed Spears. No, my ultra cool boyfriend's celebrity crush is Morgan Webb from Tech TV.



She's an extremely smart and sarcastic video game reviewer. She cohosts a show with this guy, Adam Sessler, and they rip apart crappy video games five or six times...an hour on Tech TV. You can seriously watch this station all day and see these guys nonstop.
At any rate. This chick is cool. I'm a little envious. She loves violent video games and racing cars- And I thought I was a tomboy!

Anyways, Morgan Webb: Very cool.

That is all :)

Crush

I have a new celebrity crush.


My recent addiction to Star Wars has led to a serious crush on Ewan McGregor.


So cute.

As is the case with most men, even hotter with facial hair. I wonder if he plays guitar?




Contrary to popular belief these dafodils are not in fact for Sandra Templeton, but for me.



Sorry Jon and Dave, there's a new man in town. And his name is Obi Wan...er I mean Ewan.

I love you Joe :p

Fear and Loathing in the Brother's Grimm

Okee dokee. So I went to see the Brother's Grimm which, besides giving me nightmares for weeks, will not go down as the best spent $9.75 of my life.

About the nightmares. When I was eighteen I developed an inexplicable phobia, and as a result I swore never to watch Alfred Hitchcock's "The Birds". I might as well have after yesterday. I missed a good tenth of the movie hiding my eyes and plugging my ears because of all the stupid birds. I'm sure no one else could care less, and as a matter a fact there are a lot of things in that movie that would gross other people out a hell of a lot more... but crows man... everywhere... huge fricken crows.

Alright, weird paranoia aside: The movie is worth seeing for the visuals and to see that Heath Ledger does in fact have some talent. There are some serious inconsistencies in the plot and I felt that they didn't do a very good job of tying the stories together in a very satisfactory way. The woman that they had to play the romantic lead, Lena Headey, did a fair job, but she was essentially forced on Gilliam by the Studio and really didn't suit the part. She's just much too pretty and they don't make any effort to make her as rough around the edges as she ought to be. The ending was a little over the top, and the over use of the "symbolic" words "magic beans" was really grating. The whole thing was poorly paced and the dialogue wasn't very well written. I don't usually write reviews this critically without giving a more thorough analysis... but those birds man... shit.

The Air Speed Velocity of an Unladen African Swallow

So now that I'm done editorializing (sp?)... you know, some one that spells as horrifically as I do should probably avoid doing editorials.

Tonight I am having a Monty Python fest with my friend Adam from high school. He's probably the only other person who can recite Python at random and knows all the words to the Silver Chair song Miss You Love :P
I was having a particularly crappy day at school last year and Adam sent me this picture of himself re-enacting the dead parrot sketch:




I am hoping to raid the costume area at Thorneloe at some point and get digital photos of myself performing the Spanish Inquisition Sketch... or if I get less ambitious I'll get that great Viking Hat and do Spam.

Ah Yes, and for those reading who would find relevance in this, I will be returning to Sudbury tomorrow at 5pm. Hopefully I will get a chance to see everybody before school starts. If not, take care and enjoy the rest of your summer!

The Hero

Superman, Spiderman, Batman. We all grew up reading their comic books, watching their cartoons, collecting their actions figures (I was a Ninja Turtles girl myself). Super heroes fascinate us. We all want to be a hero, but when we reach a certain age we find out that kryptonite, mutating ooze and bat-utility-belts are not real. Most of us realize that values that those cartoons were trying to teach us. Integrity, honesty, hard work, compassion, sacrifice are the qualities of heroism. As we grow older we begin to look for these qualities in others to admire, our parents, teachers, community leaders. And every once in a while there are those that embody these qualities on a large scale for a large number of people. These people are deemed heroes. We look for these people, for better or for worse as an inspiration in troubled times, as someone to look up to and admire and ultimately strive to be like.

The trouble with finding real life heroes is that these people are not super powerful mutants or aliens. They are not superman; they are human. Human beings have flaws, it's part of what makes us both horrible and wonderful all at the same time. When we expect our heroes to be above this, to never make a mistake, we will ultimately be disappointed. There are those that thrive on this disappointment. Humanity as a whole has a history of ripping heroes down from the very platform we raised them up to. No one has ever withstood this scrutiny.

The story itself has been the cornerstone of western philosophy. The fate of Socrates and Plato's allegory of the cave suggest that it is human ignorance and fear of enlightenment that cause society to turn on their heroes. More significantly, the story of Jesus and his life seems to be one of human nature. The same people who demanded his crucifixion had once hailed Jesus as a hero. This is part of our western mythology, and has been taught to us for generations, and yet at every turn we find another human being to build up as our saviour and ultimately tear down when they do not meet our expectations.

One of my favourite episodes of the Simpsons is the one where Lisa is doing a report on Jebodiah Springfield. He is the founder of her hometown, Springfield, and renowned as a hero. When researching she discovers that many of the facts about Springfield were actually just myths. The stories had been embellished and Springfield was actually a murderous pirate. Lisa find proof of all this and decides to inform the town on "Jebodiah Springfield" day. But when she sees the town people gathered together celebrating, the children excitedly participating in activities and how happy everyone was enjoying the myth she decided not to tell everyone the truth. I suppose the episode is suggesting that ignorance is bliss, but if that's the case I wonder why more people aren't happy.

In any case, I'm not suggesting that we should stop exploring history, and you know Columbus was a pretty big asshole (aha, I knew my professional style of writing wouldn't hold up this entire entry). But maybe we need to stop using these people as scapegoats for our own unwillingness to try.

I am sure most of you are aware that I am writing this in response to the recent attacks on Lance Armstrong. A tabloid in France is reporting that Armstrong used banned substances to increase his red blood cell count in 1999 to win the Tour de France. Now putting aside the fact that that was six years ago, and the reason he had substances in his body to increase red blood cells might very well have been related to his battle with cancer, let's say he did use this drug. There is no evidence to suggest that he ever used it again, or that he used it for any other reason that to help him gain the edge that had been taken away from him by this horrible disease. He's a human being. Just like you and I. He suffered through cancer, he battled and survived, but he's still human. People make mistakes, and we need to learn to let each other make those mistakes.

Rather than expect Lance Armstrong to be superman, why not take some inspiration from someone who has fought a hard athletic battle and shown tremendous strength in the face of adversity. We should let is help us look at the adversity in our own lives and say "I can overcome this, I can make this a strong positive thing for me". If he turns out to be imperfect then take that as good thing. Let it be a reminder that all of us are capable of greatness, flawed as we are.

None of us are Superman, and we shouldn't expect that of others or ourselves. But the ideals that he stands for, the life that he leads, like all of our heroes should be something that each of us work towards in our own way. Rather than look for "What would Lance do"? Why don't we look at "What can I do to over come the situations in my life" or "What can I do to help another human being"? Have heroes of your own who inspire you and move you to be better person, but know that they are flawed, and that others will try to rip them down. It is the qualities of a hero that make someone great, not their infallibility.

"You are who you choose to be"-The Iron Giant

PS: In the future this blog will be neither preachy, nor in essay format... well at least not in essay format...

Smithers climb into the Spruce Moose!

Finally all of my money problems have been solved- in the form of legalized gambling. I made $75 today at the Niagara Fallsview Casino.

I'm not really much of a gambler actually (compared to the rest of my family especially) mostly because poverty prevents me from spending any more than $20 on any given day. But it was sort of a family outing (which is a little sad when you think about it), so I thought I'd give it a whirl.
The Casion is pretty cool actually. It's one of the cleanest buildings I've ever been in. There are stores in there with skirts that are worth more than all of my clothes put together.
There's a really cool fountain where the entrance is:




And during the day they have this dude stand around painted head to toe in gold pretending to be a statue. My dad talked me into going over and giving him a tip. The golden man blew me a kiss, which I think is reasonable for a dollar. I wonder what would have happened if I'd put a fifty in there...?

I love Southern Ontario. I miss school though too... is there any way of relocating everyone I care about to one convient location with a reasonable climate? sigh, maybe when I'm a rich stage actor :P

Book Club

I didn't copy and paste so this might not even be in the right order.

1. Number of books I own: about 34 (including text books)



In my defence I am an avid library girl, so I don't own a lot of novels.

2. Last book I read:



Finally!

3. Last book I bought:



4. Five books that have had a profound impact on my life:



It was a toss up with Not Wanted on the Voyage actually, but I didn't want to be a copy-cat.







and most of all:




5. The only five people I can really think to tag have already been tagged by Andrew. I can still get Aimee and Erica if they are reading this... oh and Joe should he decide to blog :p

Happy reading!

We are such stuff as dreams are made on

So tomorrow I get to go and see THE TEMPEST! ...which I was fortunate enough to get to perform in at Thorneloe this summer. I will be going to see William Hutt as Prospero in his second "farewell to the stage". My brother and I are taking advantage of our youth and studentdom by going to see the show for, get this, $20. That's all!

I'm also seeing a friend of mine from long ago and far away. When I was working at Lakewood Easter Seal Camp here in Ontario Clark was my first fellow counselor/friend. We did CIT together and worked together the entire time we were at Lakewood. When we both decided it was our last summer there we were both about to go away to University and were both beginning relationships with people that we are still with to this day (Joe and I still have them by 4 days lol).
Clark was also the one who started what is now my unhealthy obsession with Dave Matthews Band, and was the one who started my compulsive need to say Boo-urns. It's been way too long since we hung out, so I'm extra excited to go.

I will take some digital photos while in Stratford and post them asap.

When it becomes cheaper to simply move home and eat their food...

So I'm back home again for the fourth time this summer. This only seems like a lot when you consider that I only went home twice during the entire school year.

I'm here getting ready for school, eating properly to fix up my tummy, spending time with my family who I have to confess I miss quite a bit, and ultimately collecting my thoughts.

While at home I am going take this unique opportunity to finish writing my play. I have been working on this sucker for a year now. I lost the majority of my work when my computer buggered out on me last month. I am now determined however to finish writing it. I don't know what will become of this thing, if anything, but it's something I've been meaning to do.

Being home means I get to watch Fraggles too :P

Favourite Fraggle Rock episode: The Duet-a-thon

Favourite Duet-a-thon quotes:

"Just because something's always been, doesn't make it right, does it?" -Wembley

"What's dragon slaying got to do with violence?" -Red

Madness

Please go and read this:

http://www.cannabisculture.com/articles/4482.html

It is written by Marc Emery, who I'm sure you've all learned by now may spend the rest of his life in prison in the United States for selling Marijuana seeds.
This is a serious issue for all Canadians. Medicinal marijuana, freedom of speech, and Canada/USA relations are all at stake here. We can not allow the Canadian government to do this to these people. Please write your MP. Here is Diane Marleau's email address: Marleau.D@parl.gc.ca

Remember "Some arrogant government can't by any stretch of the imagination outlaw a plant"- Ani DiFranco

Liz is...

So I went to this site that Luke had a link to. It's a search engine that comes up with things from the internet... it's hard to explain.

Check it out.

Here are my favourites for "What is Liz?"

Liz is working on her urge to eat ice cream for dinner every night.
Liz is available for speaking engagements anywhere in the USA and Western Canada.
Liz is the woman/wife that God desires all women to be.
Liz is reading this summer.
Liz is the sort of woman who is on intimate terms with her own unhappiness.
Liz is one of the newest additions to the Texans cheerleaders.
Liz is telling the truth for once in her life.
Liz is really bossy and pushy.
Liz is a trainee dolphin interpreter.
Liz is STILL BETTER THAN THAT COW.
Liz is currently working on her new album.
Liz is an active member of Northwest Bible Church.
Liz is an outstanding young woman whose tireless dedication to the theatre and...
(at least they got one right sort of right:P)

Liz is SUPPOSED to be reading this summer. I have made it through 3 books since April. One of them shouldn't have even qualified as a book. Don't get me wrong GenX was excellent, but it wasn't exactly time consuming or even particularly challenging to read. Bugger... that's what I should do tonight... after I watch Return of the Jedi... again.

Girl's Breakfast

This morning I had more for breakfast than I think I've eaten in a week. It is after all the most important meal of the day.

Here is my important quote of the day:

"The are more love songs than anything else, if music could make us do anything, we'd all love one another"- Frank Zappa

Let's do some more lovin' in this world.

I've been drinking and here's what I think (Part II)

It seems that when I have alcohol fueling my brain I am more inspired to post.

I was considering the question of audience tonight. Who am I really writing to when I post? Hi Joe :p

Anyways, here's what I think:

I am very hot. It's a shame that I only think this when I'm at least a little drunken... and that I will inevitably tear this down tomorrow when I sober up.

So enjoying this while I can: I am Liz and I am sexy.

Liz B: The B is for beautiful.
some guy said that to me once... but I think I can just say it to myself from now on.

There are so many things better than pleasant

I took my rant down. Just as well :)

I like being me an awful lot. Fuck everyone else.

Here are some quotes I like:

"A positive attitude may not solve all your problems, but it will annoy enough people to make it worth the effort." Herm Albright

"Love is the difficult realization that something other than oneself is real."-Iris Murdoch

"I hate quotations"-Ralph Waldo Emerson

"But green can be big like an ocean, or important like a mountain, or tall like a tree"-Kermit the Frog

"Don't cry because it's over, smile because it happened"- Dr Seuss

That's all for today

Linux-Happy Liz

Mwa ha ha ha! Finally success! While I have lost all of my music and documents, I know at least have a computer with which to access the internet. I am minus msn messanger, but I can at least play CDs off of my system and check my email. Yay Linux!

That was a lot of exclamation... I'm very very happy about this.

And now to play around with my new operating system. Later...

My Computer

So I'm back online, but I'm not sure that I can accurately describe how oddly my computer is working. It's as though I've stepped into a time warp... or as if I'm trying to access the internet from the Commodore 64 in my Grandmother's basement.

At any rate, I have nothing of value to report. Work is pretty boring. I miss school (that's right you heard me), and I want my computer to work properly... I'm SOOOO BORED!
ARGH!

All done. :) I have to confess though, the rant I was about to go on yesterday when using Joe's computer, was probably best aborted. As I was typing his keys kept freezing up making me madder and madder as I typed :S
So here's to things better left unsaid! These days I'm thinking that more and more things ought to be left unsaid.

Back in Town

I have returned from my weekend home and my Aunt's wedding. With any luck I can get some pictures up from the wedding to put up here soon. :) In the mean time I will just say that I had entirely too much fun and finally made my brother watch Team American: World Police.


"That acting was reckless at best"



"I promise. I'll never die"

By the way, the uncensored version, oh man... I'll never look at puppets the same way.

Quizzes

Time to get caught up on my blogging with quizzes that I stole from Andrew, that he stole from Luke that Luke stole from some one named Sam... and so forth...

#1
Choose a band/or artist and answer only in song TITLES by that band:
Dave Matthews Band


Are you female or male:
Dreamgirl

Describe yourself:
So Much to Say

How do some people feel about you:
What would you say?

How do you feel about yourself:
Pig (couldn't resist)

Describe where you want to be:
The Space Between

Describe what you want to be:
The Best of What's Around

Describe how you live:
You never know

Describe how you love:
Pay for What you Get (couldn't resist)

Share a few words of wisdom:
Don't Drink the Water

#2
? ? ? I N F O R M A T I O N ? ? ?
Name: Liz
Single or taken: Taken
Sex: Female
Birthday: March 31
Sign: Aries
Siblings: Scott
Hair color: Blondish-red-brown
Eye color: Blueish green
Height: 5’2"

? ? ? R E L A T I O N S H I P S ? ? ?
Who are your best friends?: Andrew and Tova
Do you have a boyfriend/girlfriend?: Joe :p

? ? ? F A S H I O N | S T U F F ? ? ?
Where is your favorite place to shop? The grocery store
Any tattoos or piercings? Working on it

? ? ? S P E C I F I C S ? ? ?
Do you do drugs? No, I just smoke pot instead.
What kind of shampoo do you use? I recently upgraded from "the cheapest possible stuff"
What are you most scared of? Birds
What are you listening to right now? The computer humming
Who is the last person that called you? Tova ;D
Where do you want to get married? I want an opposite sex union I think
How many buddies are online right now? probably none, it's too late
What would you change about yourself? My measurements

? ? ? F A V O R I T E S ? ? ?
Color: Red
Food: Food in general
Boys' names: John
Girls' names: Leah
Subjects in school: Drama
Animals: Dogs, but I think I might be becoming a cat person soon...

? ? ? H A V E | Y O U | E V E R ? ? ?
Given anyone a bath: Yeah... more people than one ought to have :p (camp sillies)
Smoked: smoked what?
Bungee jumped: No
Skinny dipped: Yes. I have a pool for heaven's sakes!
Ever been in love: Yu-huh
Made yourself cry to get out of trouble: nah
Pictured your crush naked: ... does it count if you watched them naked through the window... uh never mind...
Actually seen your crush naked: See above.
Cried when someone died: yeah
Lied: I wish I did more sometimes.
Fallen for your best friend: Fallen for? Are we reading a self-help pamphlet?
Been rejected: And how
Rejected someone: Yeah, but sometimes people don't give you any choice
Used someone: No.
Done something you regret: ABout every five minutes.

? ? ? C U R R E N T ? ? ?
Clothes: PJs
Music: Nil
Make-up: Still from earlier today :S
Annoyance: That I have to use my brother's computer to do this as quickly as possible
Smell: Hair Spray, I think that's all I've smelt all day
Desktop picture: ... hang on going to check... palm trees... Scott really a little creativity dude...
Book you're reading: Cider House Rules
CD in player: Nil
DVD in player: Don't even have one

? ? ? L A S T | P E R S O N ? ? ?
You touched: Scott
Hugged: Joe
You imed: computer's been down forever... I'm going to go with the Rootman
You yelled at: Scott (I'm home am I not?)
You kissed: Joe

? ? ? A R E | Y O U ? ? ?
Understanding: Depends on whether it's people's feelings or calculus... because I can usually understand calculus.
Open-minded: If nothing else
Arrogant: About some stuff
Insecure: And how, it's one of the few things I'm proud of
Random: At every possible chance
Hungry: Always
Smart: Not especially
Moody: Oh dear god yes
Hard working: I think so
Organized: More so than I used to be.
Healthy: Not really
Shy: No
Difficult: Yes
Attractive: see "Insecure"
Bored easily: Given that I finished this I think my ADD is greatly improved
Obsessed: And how
Angry: Not a lot
Sad: Actually yes right now.
Happy: On the whole yes
Hyper: and how
Trusting: Not at all.

? ? ? W H O | D O | Y O U | W A N N A ? ? ?
Kill: On this I'm actually pretty tranquil. No one.
Slap: Joe knows. We'll leave it at that.
Get really wasted with: Jon Stewart
Talk to offline: Jon Stewart
Talk to online: Clark (miss you during the summer when I think of camp!)
Sex it up with: "Sex it up with"? I'm not even gratifying that with a response.

? ? ? R A N D O M ? ? ?
In the morning I am: Trying to get to sleep
All you need is: Patience
Love is: "Just an abstract concept, it can't knock down stuff!"
I dream about: Very strange things, lately.
Sexual preference: Long-haired guitar player :P
What do you notice first in the sex you're into: see above.

? ? ? W H I C H | I S | B E T T E R ? ? ?
Coke or Pepsi: Coca-Pepsi (as if there were a difference)
Flowers or candy: Candy
Tall or short: SHORT!

? ? ? W H O ? ? ?
Makes you laugh the most: My mother
Makes you smile: Joe
Gives you a funny feeling when you see him/her: Joe

? ? ? D O | Y O U | E V E R ? ? ?
Sit on the internet all night waiting for that someone special to im you: Ahhhh first year :D
Save conversations: No
Wish you were a member of the opposite sex: Only in high school
Wish you were younger: No way
Cried because someone said something to you: I'm more likely to cry about what's not said to me.

? ? ? N U M B E R ? ? ?
Of times I have had my heart broken: One... for now.
Of hearts I have broken: one I believe.
Of guys I've kissed: 7. It gets sadder. Of those 3 are STAGE KISSES.
Of girls I've kissed: 5. It gets sadder. Of those 0 are stage kisses.
Of CD's I own: Not at home to count
Of scars on my body: 5
Of things that I regret: We'll go with 3 biggies.

? ? ? Y O U R | T H O U G H T S ? ? ?
I know: All the words to the Galaxy song in MOnty Python's Meaning of Life
I want: To know all words to the Camelot song
I have: No life
I wish: I could sing
I hate: Hating
I fear: Losing the people I care about the most.
I hear: voices.
I search: at Google
I wonder: why not?
I love: Joe and my friends and family.


And that's a wrap

Aimee Rules!

I just got back from the Townehouse and wanted to Blog about how cool Aimee is. Who else can play Sleeps with Butterflies and Say it Ain't So in the same set and make them sound like her own songs. I want to be her.

As I write this it's occuring to me that the majority of my posts are being made under the influence. Perhaps I should do more creative writing after consuming alcohol. Or perhaps less.

I've been drinking, and here's what I think

Joe says: "Oh good" (in his Carl voice from Aqua Teen Hunger Force- a really stupid show that is hillarious)



Here are some random thoughts:

Musically OK Computer is one of the greatest albums of the century. But lyrically I will always prefer The Bends. Especially the song The Bends.

It is my intention to read the play "Uncle Vanya" soon. I have a quote from it that I rather like.

Do you think Brenda Lee was being ironic in the song "I'm Sorry"? I hope she was.

I think one of the best Simpsons' quotes ever is "The noble spirit embiggens even the smallest man". Not because it's the funniest. Just because.

Bonobos rock. “Instead of fighting as chimpanzees or humans would, bonobos engage in group sex to resolve conflicts.”

I'm actually starting to dislike the movie Closer. I don't usually move from liking something to not liking something. I'm just starting to see what my boyfriend hates about it.

Ghost World

Yesterday I went over to my friend's place to watch Ghost World. It's such a solid movie, but I think that there are probably enough pages on the internet dedicated to the coolness of Ghost World that using my blog to praise it would be unnecissary.
I do think however that when I watch Ghost World I get a little self-absorbed and cranky. Partly because the movie itself is just so darn cynical, but also because I wish I had been that cool in high school- or that I was that cool now.

Nerdily enough I am a fan of the comic book as well:



I watched the movie with my friend Andrew who spends a great deal of his time talking about the coolness of various people. He's pretty cool himself, and makes a pretty darn good friend- even when he forgets to put me in his links section :p

A short thingy on the Tempest. The play had a pretty successful run. As Tova mentioned I've never been in a play where there hasn't been a low energy night. We went out and gave it our all. I was really fortunate to work with Steph and Tova as my comedic counter parts. Both of them were so easy to work with and the three of us had a lot of fun, and occasionally some good wine/water fights.

That's probably all for me for a little while, I am off tomorrow to my fella's cottage (camp for you northern folks) for a few days. Happy Canada day! I've never meant that as strongly as I do today. Way to go Canada for standing behind equality!

Liz the Computer Wiz

I have a decent knowledge of Microsoft Office, I know how to navigate online and I'm a good typist. Past that my knowledge of computers is pretty limitted (as became evident in my attempt to use links in my blog originally). I did however recently fix a massive malfuntion in my computer in the strangest way possible.

I will explain it in lay-man's terms since that's the only way in which I actually understand it.
My computer was turning on and telling me that I had a critical problem with one of my drivers, then it was logging onto my Windows account as though I had never installed or downloaded anything (with about 8 icons and that cheesy green fields desktop background). All of my files were gone and the computer kept sending system failure reports, giving me a million pop-up warnings, trying to access the internet and shutting down at random. I tried system restore and it refused to do it, and as far as I could tell I hadn't downloaded a virus. Finally after logging on I decided to try all of the different windows and figure out what each was doing. One of the windows popped up and said that it was trying to re-install Corel Word Perfect 10. I moved all of the other crazy stuff out of the way and tried to figure out what was going on.

That's when I figured it out. Word Perfect had uninstalled and therefore uninstalled a driver file that my system was reliant on to run. So I stuck in the Word Perfect 10 CD and let it install. As soon as it was installed my system was running totally normally, but I didn't have any of my files. I was on the verge of total freak out (none of my documents including a few theatre practicum journals that are due next week, none of my pictures or movies and much more freak outish.... none of my music). But all was not lost. Thank goodness for System Restore! I restored the bugger to two weeks ago and she's back to normal :D

Sometimes I would like to do a system restore on my life. I've been known to screw things up from time to time (almost consistently the day after I've been drinking heavily) and somedays I would love to be able to erase that and just start up again as though I hadn't downloaded any viruses or wrote an angry letter to my landlord... or wrote a lame poem on my blog that I feel obligated to keep up so that I won't feel like I chickened out :S

At any rate, I now pronounce myself computer genius, and I promise next time I'll talk about the Tempest.

Invited to a Vogon Coffee House

This is a poem about how my poetry sucks:

Maybe you were right
All along, about the world
Everything, even us
This is all there is
and humanity is not
capable of love

A dark spiral of ruthless hurtful cruelty
speeding the inevitable collapse of this meaningless planet
with no turning back.
Alone in a universe of empty friendships, skepticism
and an addiction to our own unhappiness.

So what if I'm afraid of you being right? It's not about you,
it's about my own lack of faith. About my ultimate realization
that IT'S not worth fighting for. The "beauty" isn't there,
there is no connection... what HAVE the stars done for us anyways?

A disconnect and ultimately a perfect loneliness in this
wretched pathetic conversation that spans from the end of childhood to the day I die.

So when does this become cliche?
Writing pointless diatribes about the downfall of our world
and the stupidity of mankind

What's so unique and
smart about me that I can
see what's clear as day
and write about my pain...
I'm so melodramatic
a broken-heart poem.

How original

All About Me

Sort of like an email survey. But not quite as spammy...

I stole this information thingy from Luke's web site:

1. If you woke up tomorrow morning and you were the opposite gender, what would be the first thing you'd do?

Call all the gay guys I had super crushes on in high school.

2. If you could be invisible for a whole day, what would you do?

Take a free trip courtesy of Air Canada to Greece. Then I would perform a one woman rendition of Oedipus the King at the remainder of the Theatre of Dionysus.

(Luke-As far as sneaking into the US government buildings goes... remember that the American people have already elected Bush knowing full well that he's done all kinds of crazy lying crap that's been completely public)

3. If you could completely get rid of one fashion trend that you personally don't like, what would it be?

Capris pants. It's a shortlegged-person thing.

4. If you could dye your hair ANY colour, what colour would you choose?

At the moment I'm in a brown mood. I guess that's not very exciting. Maybe Orange.

5. If you could look like any celebrity, who would you choose and why?

Kate Winslet is my hero.

6. If you could spend one hour with ANYONE, (alive or dead) who would it be, and why?

Abraham Lincoln, John Kennedy, Joan of Arc, Ghandi, and Cleopatra. All in a high school... with a crazy principal and his mechanical butler.
My real answer is probably Shakespeare.

7. If you won a million dollars in the lottery, what would you do with the money?

After I finish paying back all of my debt to the bank, my credit cards, my mother and father and pay my tuition and living expenses for the duration of school... I think I'll donate the last $1000 to the STC.

8. If you could tell one person ANYTHING, what would it be, and who would it be?

Strange... this seems to be going on the assumption that this "one person" wouldn't be reading this blog, and thus defeats the significance of answering. Presumably if I could answer the question in blog format I would just be able to tell the person. Curious.

9. If you saw your favourite celebrity in the street, what would be your first reaction?

“Jon Stewart Leibowitz, will you marry me?" (he claimed that he dropped the Leibowitz because it sounded "too Hollywood")

10. If you could change your first name to anything you wanted, what would you change it to?

Jamie. I fricken love that Weezer song, I want it to be about me.

11. What's one feature of your appearance that you absolutely like?

I tan like it's nobody's business

12. If you were told today that you had only a month to live, what would be all the things you would do, or say before you died?

I would like to finish writing a play over the course of the month. Hopefully a half way decent one. Then I would like to get all of my "theatre friends" together to be in it and perform it for my family and other friends. Then have a cool cast party at my house... that someone else hosts :p

13. If you could change any part of your appearance, what would it be?

My attitude about my appearance.

14. If you had your own line of cosmetics, what would you call it, and what kind of products would you make?

"Acme Make-Up" It would all be oil-free and acne friendly. In fact I would chemically engineer it to cleanse pores while covering the face.
Maybe it's good that I got out of science.

15. If you had your own line of underwear, how would you design it?

I would make "old lady" extra-comfy cotton underwear with the word "COMMANDO" written across the front.

16. If you could have one super power, what would it be?

To read minds.

17. If you had the choice would you rather be Marilyn Monroe for a day,or Madonna?

Marilyn Monroe. But back in her day. JFK was fricken hot.

18. Do you believe your dreams have significance?

Sometimes a cigar is just a cigar... but when they're in my dreams it's usually a phallic symbol.

19. Total number of films I own on DVD/video --

36- Of which 8 are movies I've stolen from Joe and pretend that they are mine

20. The last film I bought

Dr Strangelove. That is so depressing. I bought it over a year ago and it was with a gift certificate for my birthday.

21. Last film I watched at home -

Plan 9 from Outer Space!!

22. Six films I watch a lot or mean a lot to me

...I have stolen half of these from other people's lists:

Monty Python's Quest for the Holy Grail- I say Grail over Life of Brian because while they are about even on a comedic level the QFTHG is by far the funniest non-satirical movie of all time. It's just much weirder and more random. Graham Chapman's acting is totally brilliant in it too.

on a more profound level:
American Beauty- I haven't learned a lot in this world yet, but one thing I've definatly picked up on: If you can't find beauty in something ordinary you won't be able to find it in anything really extraordinary either.

Closer- This is such an intense movie. One cannot watch this movie and not look at their own life and their own relationships with people and examine their interactions differently.

The Fisher King- This is just a really touching film about life and love. I think it says a lot of very "cliched" but ultimately meaningful things with out beating you over the head senseless with its moral.

Pleasantville- This on the other hand beats you totally senseless with its moral. I just really like what it has to say. I always think it's worth the risk to live in Technicolour :P

Adaptation- This is another one that's sort of about living in Technicolour. There's actually totally a running theme here I've never noticed before. Weird.

Runners-Up include: Magnolia, Contact, My Left Foot, The Cider House Rules, Big Fish and South Park: Bigger Longer and UnCut

23. Tag 5 people and have them answer these questions on their blog

Much like Luke I am too lazy to send this around, if you want your own go to Luke's page or Andrew's.

Let's try again

My previous post that involved linking should have been a clear demonstratrion of the academic standards at Trent University when you consider that I actually passed a computer programming course there. So let's test the waters again, shall we? Check out the new Teen Girl Squad at Homestar Runner. Well, here's hopin'...

Listen to your actor

PSYCHE!

A full 50% of my audience has complained that I have yet to write about my Star Wars watching experience (sorry the other 50% of you will have to wait for me to blog about the beach picnic another day :p)

I was comletely drawn into the Star Wars universe. I can totally see why people find this so damned addictive. I'm a Yoda girl myself, but I was also impressed with Princess Leia. After watching 5 or 6 hours of Hayden Christiansen and Natalie Portman do their darnedest with dialogue that makes the relationship in a porno movie seem more plausible, watching Princess Leia and Han Solo interact was a real treat.
Also watching the episodes from 1-6 gave me such an appreciation for watching Darth Vader throw Emperor Palpatine off the platform in Return of the Jedi. It just felt so darn rewarding.
I now appreciate all Star Wars references a great deal more.

Undergrads-
GIMPY: So you can be on my side, and the darkside? Like Lando Calrission?
ROCKO: Yes Gimpy, like Lando Calrission

Team America: World Police-
GARY: You don't need to see my identification (uses Jedi-mind trick)

The Simpsons-
MARK HAMMEL: Homer, use the for...
HOMER: The force? Use the force?
MARK HAMMEL: No! The Forks! Use the Forks!

I really like the button that I got from LA- thank you other 50% of my audience ;)
It is a button of Yoda saying "Judge me by my size do you?" which I just adore. I'm kind of a little wee short myself, so I thoroughly enjoy the sentiment.

That's all for this entry. May the forks be with you.

I need a pet

I live on my own (just for the millions of people that read this everyday that don't personally know me). I get extremely lonely at times, my apartment is entirely too big for one person and there's really only so much time that one can spend with one's own thoughts that can be considered healthy.
I think I would like to get a pet. The trouble is that I don't know what kind of pet. I've only ever owned dogs and goldfish. My life style doesn't particularily accomodate a dog, nor does my financial situation. I seem to have a bad effect on cats, they attack me... a lot... and I don't know why. I am usually pleasantly surpired not to come home to rodents in my apartment. Birds are out of the question. Bunnies would at least have the cuddly aspet, but they smell too much. So that kind of leaves me with fish. Or maybe a venus fly trap.

I miss my doggy :( More so than I thought I would to be honest. I thought that if I was away at University when she died at the very least I wouldn't notice as much. But I do notice. That's all for today. This thing is kind of addictive in a "I get to vent, but not really to anyone in particular" sort of way.

Linking fun

Alright I'm trying my hand at this putting links in my blog thing. Visit my friend Jay'slink blog to read my profound thoughts about God. Visit my boyfriend Joe'slink blog to read about evolution. Or if you want to stick around here and stare at my pretty colourful page, feel free.

Just for the record

I just want to go on the record.

In my last post the time of night is stated as 7:30 or something... I can't read it from this window OK?

The point is that I was NOT that drunk by 7:30pm... it was 11:30pm Eastern Standard Time.

Yes I was drinking alone. No I didn't end up going out dancing :(

The point is, that while I was drinking large quantities of alcohol on my own for no real reason... it wasn't at 7:30... that would just be pathetic.

Random thoughts after a drink of Kaluha

I'm about to go out dancing, and I just found a bottle of Kaluha in my fridge! YEEHAW!!!

I thought I would write stupid things on my own blog, to subdue the temptation to go to my various friends and significant other's blogs and write silly, ridiculous and down right dirty things on their blogs.

Otherwise this entry has no particular purpose, unlike my other entries of course which have all been profound and thought-provoking.

If there are spelling mistakes present please note that it's pretty impressive that I have typed this much coher... coh... co...

this much this well up to... this point... Oh man...

Alright well I think this post has platoo... plat...

has reached it's peak.

Bye for now!

Breaking News: Not all of Sudbury total eye-sore!

I went for a drive with my fella last night down Long Lake road, and discovered that there are actually relatively attractive parts of the Greater Sudbury area. In fact the Long Lake area is really quite nice. I highly reccommend cruising out there. Or taking Copper-Four Corners and going for a little hike.. OK a big hike... but it will be worth it I assure you.