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Happy 4th of July 2012!

Bonjour. That is probably wrong of me to say today. Greetings! And Happy 4th! I really only blog on holidays and important days. Not much new since graduation. Many interviews, no jobs. Bummer. But I got an educational internship at the Milwaukee Rep. So that's exciting. I got to get started on my research soon. I was a backup dancer at Pride Fest for a drag queen. That was fun. I appeared in a film. I am now stage maid for the Brew City Bombshells. And there is a picture of me bent over on FaceBook for a show I did in May, which was part of the skit. I was thinking of getting a FB page actually. I am still anti, but for my stage persona, as others have trouble finding me. We'll see.

This heat wave is killer. I got out of work yesterday afternoon, it felt like a steam room. But it shall pass soon. I have enough dresses to get me through it. Yesterday, I couldn't help but be all reminiscent, as it was a year ago I met Adam Lazzara of Taking Back Sunday. And two years ago, I met Lacey of Flyleaf. I wanted to see the band fun. last week, but felt that I only like one song, and I don't want to see a concert based on that. I do want to see Evanescence in August. I wish I could go to the Warped Tour, as TBS is part of it, but I can't afford the tickets.

Oh, a friend of mine saw the Conan taping in Chicago. She picked me up a rubber wristband from it.

And in a month, I turn 24. What do I want? Finally get a full time position, or at least something nearly full time, well paying enough, where I can put my research skills to use. I want to be a paralegal. Seems hard to get.

So long for now.


I am not officially a college graduate.

With honors, baby!

Actually, I graduated last weekend, but have been lazy. I am working a part time job, which I loathe. Bit I am looking for something full time. My degree is in theatre studies, a Bachelor of Arts, having focused on playwriting, dramaturgy, and acting. I am working on some plays now, writing. No shows coming up, performance wise. But that will not get me a full time career. So I have three things I want to do. This is in no specific order. To go with my studies, I want a research job. I'm a writer. I am happy when I write. Or do research. And I'm good at it. I'd love to work for a museum or historical society. Or a paper. So that is something to look into. Second, dance instructor. I love to dance, and I have eight dance classes under my belt. If I could get teacher training, I believe I would be quite good. And it seems it'd be fun for me. Third, paralegal at a law firm that deals with bankruptcy/debt relief. I really want to help people. And with how tough times are, and since my mother is in dire straights, I feel this is a great way to help people get their lives back. I'd love to know I was able to help a family return to normalcy. I might be vain, selfish, boy crazy, but I have a heart. Of course, if I could be performer for a profession, I'd enjoy that as well. I've had two shows this month; we appeared with two different troupes: Dead Man's Carnival and the Mil Town Kings. Both shows were fun, but I believe I enjoyed the former more. I also have a gig as stage maid for our local burlesque troupe, Brew City Bombshells. Also fun. I did that show immediately after my graduation ceremony that night.

I actually skipped graduation, as it was 9AM and I was out late the night before, having a bit to drink. I had an honors ceremony, and something for my school, not the whole campus. That was enough.

But as today I had a free day, I did some cleaning up. Threw old papers away, kept some due to the fact that I quite like em. I found a lot of old stuff from when I was 17/18. It's amazing I am still alive. I kind of started to cry, what I wrote was quite dark. I think I blocked that out of my mind.

Which brings me to something I remember from my first acting class. We were asked how we saw ourselves as performers, or what we wanted when we graduated. I thought how I want to be this sexy performer that intrigued men. I thought it half joking. Now, I am kind of. I found my old ID from when I was a freshman in high school. I forgot that I used to not be Gothic Glamour. Perhaps this explains why I am actually confident. I still suffer a bit from what I wrote in 2006/2007. But I have improved so much. Never do I want to go back to that. It's sad. But I overcame it.


Back to half watching Union Pacific with the great Barbara Stanwyck.


Easter Greetings!

I am 23 years old and got an Easter basket from my mother. Why, you may ask? Because of everything I had to deal with in February and March. The work, the illness, the injury, the pain. And a slight weight loss, that at my height and current weight, isn't good, especially for when I start working out for real again. I manage some cardio. But I'm back in school. I have this weekend off, as I have to wait for something before working on a new project. And I did see John Carter. The critics were unfair. It was a good movie. (And Taylor Kitsch? Thank you God! Happy 31st bday to him as well.)

Though last Sunday was my first ever wedding, and it was such a unique wedding, it will be hard to see it topped. The leader/founder of the troupe I'm in got hitched. I was all dressed up in a lovely Jessica Louise lace dress, and I even did my hair (not easy with my long thick layered hair). I curled it overnight and wore it on the side. My friend who was my date wore a canary yellow jacket (as yellow and gray were the wedding colours). I wore all black, a leopard coat, and 5-inch heels (dumb with my back injury. I paid for it until Wednesday.) We had brunch downtown, and it was funny. People noticed me first, but their eyes gravitated towards my friend (also in the troupe), and their focus was on him. I said during the reception with all the unique people there (canary yellow jacket, a Scotsman, a Viking, and Clownvis, who officiated the ceremony), who would garner the most attention on the street. (The Scotsman and Viking, also in the troupe.) Clownvis was sweet to say I'd draw a lot of attention too. I adore dressing up. (If wondering, Clownvis is a clown Elvis impersonator. Real cool guy. I might be in pics with him on FaceBook.)

I graduate in over a month, and am debating whether I want to go. Three ceremonies I have to attend in a week. One at 7:30 the night before my 9AM graduation. I am debating 9AM. I want to do the ceremony, but damn, that is early.

Well, time to do nothing and eat candy. Holidays are the rare time I eat junk food.


Happy St. Patrick's Day 2012!

Dia dhuit. (Supposed to be Gaelic for "Hello.") Just wishing all a Happy St. Pat's. I won't be going out tonight, as I am still injured and healing, but may at least get dinner somewhere. I already had my Shamrock Shake last Saturday night. That's something, ain't it?

But I do enjoy this holiday. I love watching the pub crawls. Anyways, besides me graphics, I have me favorite St. Pat's joke. Enjoy.

A man stumbles up to the only other patron in a bar and asks if he could buy him a drink.

"Why of course," comes the reply.

The first man then asks: "Where are you from?"

"I'm from Ireland," replies the second man.

The first man responds: "You don't say, I'm from Ireland too! Let's have another round to Ireland."
"Of Course," replies the second man.

Curious, the first man then asks: "Where in Ireland are you from?"
"Dublin," comes the reply.
"I can't believe it," says the first man.
"I'm from Dublin too! Let's have another drink to Dublin."
"Of course," replies the second man.

Curiosity again strikes and the first man asks:
"What school did you go to?"
"Saint Mary's," replies the second man.
"I graduated in '62."

"This is unbelievable!" the first man says.
"I went to Saint Mary's and I graduated in '62, too!"

About that time in comes one of the regulars and sits down at the bar.
"What's been going on?" he asks the bartender.
"Nothing much," replies the bartender. "The O'Malley twins are drunk again."

What an ordeal I've been through this past week...

Rewind to February 28th, 2012 at 4AM. I woke up feeling sick, from a really good dream (both Ben Barnes and Taylor Kitsch were in it.) Anyways, I felt as if I were going to throw up. I went to the bathroom, but could barely stand. After a while, I was feeling a bit better. So I stood up. The time on the clock said 4:05AM.

The next thing I know I'm lying on the floor, woozy and in pain. My mom asked what happened. It was 4:15. It took a while before I could stand up. But I could only get to my knees. Then I threw up twice. Started passing out again. Twenty-five minutes later, I threw up five times in a row. Twenty more minutes later, I threw up another 5 times within 5 minutes. My back was killing me. I was lying down in the bathroom, and later, around 6:30, made it to my bed. After an hour, I thought I was better, cept for my back. I was heading to the computer to email my troupe and my director I was sick. Before I could, I passed out again. For the next hour or 2, I could barely keep conscious. I was rushed to the ER. We learned a brutal stomach flu was going around, and I caught it. I needed two IVs and Xrays on my back. Nothing in my back was hurt, only a bruised muscle. I learned I passed out so much due to the fact I am very tiny (119 at 5'6"), mixed with the flu. After a couple days, I finally could eat again.

My back was still killing me. I could barely walk. I couldn't sleep, as it hurt to much to lay down. Saturday I made my third trip to the doctor, and was finally prescribed Valium for my muscle, and pain killers. Well, finally my back is slowly starting to feel better. I can walk. I can sleep. (I went 4 days with less than 5 hours a night). I am doing my best to rehabilitate myself. I can't do any school work, or go to school. I also can't workout, do yoga, or dance. Mostly, I sit around and watch videos, or sleep. I have very little appetite. Perhaps due to a depression of being stuck like this.

I was hoping on seeing John Carter this Friday (Sexy Taylor Kitsch without a shirt? Hell yes!), but may have to put it off till next week when I'll be better. I had been watching a ton of stuff on YouTube with him, so that cheers me up a bit. And I am very glad I'll see my troupe tonight, as rehearsal is at my place. I also want a Shamrock shake. And to go shopping. Of course, to feel back to normal is what will allow this to happen. So here's to hoping next Thursday (I have a show next Wednesday, but my troupe, bless them, is giving me a small role that doesn't have anything physical involved) I will have a normal back. The doctors told me since I am young and healthy, I should be healed within a couple weeks (next week), though sometimes muscle/back problems can take several. We'll see...


Happy Thanksgiving 2011!

All I seem to write lately are blogs for holidays. But I am so very busy. I work tomorrow, so won't be doing any shopping. Plus, I went shopping yesterday, as I actually had a day of no school or work.

To catch up, Panic! At The Disco put on a good show a couple weeks back, though not as good at Summerfest. Though, there is a cute picture of me on the Rave's website. I went for a Clockwork Orange look, wearing a bowler hat mostly.

Anyways, cutting this short...

Happy Halloween 2011!

I have been super busy with school. And I had 3 shows for Halloween. My shows from September went well. Now we are on a break in my troupe. I saw Taking Back Sunday on the 14th. Adam Lazzara sang to me 3 times! God did that make my week for a week. Saw Evanescence for the first time on the 21st. I was a bit sad that they did not do my 3 fav songs. But I am digging the new album. Best song: The Change. I love the line "Screaming on the inside."

My life is so busy though. I'm so tired. I was busy all week, doing school work, working, performing, drinking, flirting, and dancing. I did see The Rum Diaries on Saturday, but was also very tired and hung over that day, and still a little drunk as well. But I finally had absinthe on Friday night. Two cocktails. Absinthe makes the heart grow fonder. I did go to a Halloween party, but left early because a, I was bored, and b, I felt an awkwardness between myself and the reason why I went. I wish I had stayed at the other event I was at, and resent not. But I had a great photo shoot of myself in my showgirl costume (popular with the guys) on a pool table of a club we performed at. I don't show much emotion in my face, but I pose very well. I do question the camera angles for some pictures I never got to see, but the guy who took them (in my troupe), said not to worry.

I see Panic! At The Disco in a week. And in November I work on my dramaturgy work for As You Like It, a school play.

And my video from last year of vintage Halloween pinup girls has found great success this year, gaining over a thousand views in October.

Belated Happy 23rd Bday to me!

Though people think I'm only 18.

Well, things have certainly improved since my last blog. I got a job working at a theatre in sales. (If you live in Wisconsin and get a call from the Milwaukee Rep, it could be me. Please subscribe cause I need the commission.) And I greatly enjoy my job. It's pretty easy going and my co-workers are really nice. I do stress myself to make sales.

My bday was yesterday. Didn't do much special, but did get an awesome haircut and bought myself a gorgeous dress. This:

Not a fan of the new editor system for the subs. They look messy.

Tomorrow I go shopping. I don't have much money, but hoping to find some good deals.

My first shows are in a month, or less than one. School starts in a month too. And I'll be up on my troupe's website, so I can link my bio/profile/character profile. Perhaps.

July was rough for the most part, but now I feel much better. And age 22 was pretty sweet. Everything has its ups and downs, but 22 did have many ups. I hope 23 will be just as good, if not better.

So Long and Good Night . . .

I hate my life

Still unemployed. And with almost no money to live on. I've applied to numerous jobs, and nothing. Sure, I've gotten a few interviews, but that hasn't amounted to a damn thing. Apparently, I am not qualified enough to be a barista. Learning to make coffee drinks? Ooh, such a hard skill to master. Or work in a box office. Again, selling tickets, ooh so hard to do. Seriously, I'm a straight A student, and a dedicated hard worker. None of that matters.

I've applied to a ton of positions at school. Maybe that will work out. So far, I've gotten one response.

I thought I could make money in the next week, working at a festival. And I got it. Then I get an email saying they decided people from out of state who work for them were going to do it. That would have taken care of the bills for August. Now I'm again screwed.

Then I volunteered for a research study, which I got. I tried getting in touch with them after they called and I was busy working on a project for my show in September. I finally got in touch today, and there are no spots available. There were originally, but got filled after not being able to get in touch with me. That would have taken care of all my August expenses. And now, nothing.

July 3rd was such a great day for me. I have that memory. But after that, twas all down hill. This will be the 4th week of my depression. I was hoping everything would work out before my birthday next week, but my negativity tells me that is highly unlikely and I am a complete and utter failure.

Only good thing is the troupe I'm in. I've spent the past week working on props and costumes, and they turned out quite well if I do say so myself. Seriously, that is the only thing keeping me from not hurting myself. And my small hope that something good will happen and my freaking out will be for nothing.

I doubt I'll blog again this week, but Friday the 29th is the birthday of Theda Bara (1885) and Clara Bow (1905). So a happy birthday to two of my biggest idols.