Can you ever forgive me?

I have deserted you for over a month.
I don't know what has come over me.
I am deeply sorry and hope that you can find it in your heart to forgive me.

This will not be a significant post. I want to write something wonderful as my comeback and now is not the time. But the time will be soon. You have my word.

If anyone still checks this, I will not let you down. I will not let myself down.

Until I can find the words to write....

I suggest the song 'Endless Night' from the Broadway show "The Lion King"

and of course,

Bon Appetit

'Tragic' Memories and Meatloaf

Well, all good things must come to an end; and, alas, my play "Tragedy: A Tragedy" by Will Eno closed on Sunday afternoon. (Sighs)

What to do with my life now? Well, I desperately need a job...but I still want to act...I am in a bit of a pickle. Or am I?

Well, here's what I am working with. If I get a morning job (like at a coffee shop or a bagel shop) then I can still do rehearsals and shows at night....but I am not having much luck finding a job and I really need to take whatever I can get...but I want to act (stomps feet on ground).

I'm going to stop myself right there. No use throwing a temper-tantrum on my own blog. That's pathetic. Instead I am going to tell you why I want to act.

Don't worry I'm not going to write you an essay on why acting is my "passion" or why the "theatre is my calling"...I am going to tell you about closing weekend of my show and then you will see why I want to continue what I love doing...

Coming into this show I was very nervous. Most of the cast consisted of Grad students and I was nervous about that because I didn't know how well I would fit in. Also, my perceptions of the grad students were that they were very egotistical...

Thursday was a slow night and Friday was a little better. Friday after the show a few of my fellow cast mates (two of the three other under-grads) invited me to go to a costume party with them. I decided to go. The theme was 7 deadly sins, so I put on pjs and went as sloth. The party was really boring, but we wanted to have some fun so we decided to leave the party and go drive around. The girl driving got pulled over for a really stupid reason and the cop was really awkward. After that one girl with us decided she was hungry so we were off to find a Sonic. After that we debated whether or not to go back to Katie's to watch a movie or just all go home and go to bed. We were exhausted so she brought us back to our cars at the party and we all headed home. But, I had a really fun time with the girls.

Saturday night was out best show of our entire run. The audience was the best ever. In the pre-show where I come on and set up the anchor's desk, I got applauded...this audience was my favorite. After the show we were all super pumped and some of the gang (the director-Joya, and two grad Students- Zac and Lee) wanted to go celebrate. y roommate were out of town and an empty house was awaiting me so I decided to tag along. Lee drove with me and we met the rest of the gang at a bar/restaurant Boulders. I ordered water and decided I wasn't hungry but if we all were to order dessert I would do that. Zac loves this place and ordered an appetizer of wings for us all to share. Jamaican Jerk flavored. They were amazing. When Lee got her food she realized she was never going to finish it all so she pawned off some of her fries to me. We talked and talked for like two hours. We were laughing and having a really great time. On the way home, I drove Lee home, we started talking about things. I told her my fear of working with grad students coming into the show, but they have been super awesome and I have loved every minute of it. She re-assured me that the grad students love working with the undergrads because they get sick of working with the same 15 people... then she told me how when she first got cast she felt bad because her small role could have gone to an undergrad and she feels bad that the grad students keep taking all the roles in every show. (That made me realize that not all grad students are full of themselves.) I dropped her off home and had a really great feeling about life, went home kicked my feet up on the coffee table and relaxed.

Sunday was CRAZY. Church was chaotic as usual and I had to leave early but was still late to call time. We did our last show, not as good as the night before but not our worst. Afterwards we had strike. All the girls in the cast were assigned to the make up head. We cleaned out the dressing rooms and then "waited" for the laundry to be finished. We all sat and watched Youtube videos until we were dismissed.

As I am in my car getting ready to pull away from Tragedy: A Tragedy for the final time Adam (one of my favorite cast members) exited the theatre and spotted me. He mouthed, "I loved you see you soon!" It put a smile on my face.

I have realized that this experience has been amazing and I am so grateful. I cannot wait to work with these people again because they have made the past two months of my life so awesome.
A few of the grads I know are teaching classes next semester and are interested in having me take them...I think I might.

I came home to an empty house again, the girls were coming home later that evening. However, I really enjoyed it.

OH, that morning before I left I set a bug bomb, so I had to discard that when I got home but that really isn't important to the story.

I liked being on my own this weekend. Sunday night I cooked myself a mini meatloaf which I had pre-pared that morning. Mashed potatoes and corn. I put the showtunes channel on while I did some homework. When dinner was ready I put on a tv movie and just relaxed. It was nice.

OH, Saturday during the day I watched Pretty Woman for the first time. Loved it so much.

Overall, good weekend. Good people, good shows, good meatloaf.

Bon Appetit.

Winter Evening and Warmth

This of course is referring to a new, Limited Edition, fragrance by Febreze.
They also have one that smells like a Christmas Tree (will get that on in about a month) and two other ones that also smelled amazing. This one, however, is special. This one has a scent so divine, you just want to smell it all the time.
It brings up the question, "Where can I get a Winter Evening with Warmth like that?"

Let me explain...

What do you think a Winter Evening would smell like?
Before coming across this scent, if asked the question, I would probably respond, "A mixture of hot chocolate, a warm fire, frosty air, a home-cooked meal by mom, maybe some warm apple pie...."... the list would go on forever. Nothing makes me happier than a true Winter Evening.
BUT, I am getting older and my Winter Evenings will start to change over the next several years. Meaning, someday I will stop spending Winter Evenings at home with mom and dad. Someday I will have a special someone to share my Winter Evenings with. This part of the discussion is my favorite. Why? Because I get to fantasize about my dream guy...my Winter Evening.

... ... ... ... ... ... ...

Ok, now that I have fantasized about my Winter Evening, back to my discussion.

This scent, is just that. Ok, so it isn't my prince charming in a bottle...but it might as well be his scent. This fragrance smells like a very sexy man's cologne. It is indescribable. I really want to meet a guy who uses it as his daily wear. I don't care if it is Febreze, it is the best smell I have ever smelled, guy wise. It is pure heaven.

This discovery has sparked some rather interesting mind conversations.

1) I was in lecture and a guy came in late and grabbed the seat next to me. He didn't smell like B.O., but he didn't smell nice. He just smelled dirty. He smelled like heat. So, I had a very brief, 5 minutes give or take, mind conversation with myself wishing that I had the Febreze with me so I could douse him in it. Then I began to fantasize with the idea that he pulled it out of his bad and saw me looking at him. This embarrassed him because it is only Febreze but I confessed that I loved that scent and it was happily ever after for us. Well, none of this happened. He continued to stink and he wasn't even that cute, at all. He had a look about him that he was this party-er who couldn't be bothered with the class and is only coming because he's got nothing better to do. But, I won't judge a book by his cover....I am just making a random "what if".

2) Tonight marks the second night that the roommies and I, don't ever tell them I told you this, have doused our beds (pillows, sheets, blankets, etc.) with this stuff. When we curl up in bed at night it is very nice. We hope it will bring us sweet dreams. So far, last night I didn't have any dream...but I didn't use a lot. I used a little more tonight, so we'll see how that goes.

Someday I will have my Winter Evening. But, until then I am going to snack on cereal and treat myself to a movie before going to bed. Oh, and I can't forget the Finding Nemo fruit snacks...

Bon Appetit!

Giddy

We kicked off the second weekend of the show I am, Tragedy:A Tragedy, tonight.
All seemed to go very well. After the show we were asked to come up to the house. turns out, and everyone but me knew this, we were being adjudicated.
In high school, when shows were adjudicated, we didn't get to hear from the adjudicators right after the show. Tonight we did.

Before I go any further I just have to say this: My post talking about the "Dark Side"...I take most of it back.
Not because we got bad feedback (we didn't, we got great feedback), but because I was hit with a revelation tonight that has left me rather giddy.

What the adjudicators had to say really doesn't matter....it's what happened afterward.
So, there's this part of the play when I come on, I give Frank (played by the awesome Adam) my earpiece a note and exit the theatre. Tonight I forgot the note. It's not a big deal. It's not scripted, it was just a little something I added. So, I wait for him in the lobby and when he came out I pulled him aside. I basically apologized for forgetting his note. I knew it wasn't a big deal but, out of courtesy, I wanted to apologize. We ended up talking for about twenty-five minutes.

Quick background. Adam is a grad-student. He is rather talented. Rather good looking (and gay...yay theatre). Amazingly sweet. He was the first one to really make me feel "at home" with this cast (they all really embraced me and the other interns). And is just a really great guy all-around.

We talked about the note, and how it brought a different (but good) feel to that scene for him. He likes the notes better, but it really worked out nicely tonight. Then we went on about how many things were off tonight, but not in a bad way. He pointed out how when I brought him his sugar he turned to thank me and I was already headed backstage. I explained that I was always told I was going to be cued backstage because I don't know when he asks for the sugar and I haven't been cued, so I normally try to tell by his shadow that I can see off stage. Usually I enter at the end of John's speech, right before Michael starts talking. Tonight I realized John was almost done and I didn't want to walk all over the beginning of Michael's speech because that is the most important part, normally. So I quickly came on, heard him say thank you, but quickly got off. Also, there is a sound cue that the earpieces are receiving nasty feedback. I am normally not on stage but was tonight and reacted to it. When I told him my mini-story of why it was flustered. He said, "I saw that! Oh my gosh, Emily you are so talented. To pick up on something on the spot like that. I love you."

Well, here is where my revelation hit me. I wasn't hung up on the compliment but was rather hung up on the comment in general. I realized that I would never have gotten that comment from an adjudicator because it would have looked blocked since everyone else as reacting. But because I have worked through this whole process with Adam he picks up on the more subtle true moments of genius (not that I'm a genius, but I am referring to all the actors in my cast...in any cast there are moments of genius...you get what I mean). That's when I realized the following.

So today isn't "my day"...but someday it will be. Until then this is just experience. Both from a learning standpoint and just an experience in general standpoint. I am lucky to be given these opportunities to work with really amazing people and get this experience that will help me later in my "career". Also, (I have picked this revelation up in one of my more recent classes) I am more focused on learning and applying technique rather than just performing in class right now. Some day I will (I will never stop learning new things but) be able to perform my heart out using these techniques (I hope). No matter where I end up in this industry, I am living the most important part of it. Some people just try to be in shows and be the best. Some people just want to fast forward through school and go into the big leagues. I am realizing that this is where it all begins. This is where I will become that person. By realizing this, I am able to take more out of it. I am able to relish these moments and it will take me farther because I am taking my time and am taking things one step at a time. Realizing all this at once is rejuvenating to me. It put me in such a good mood. I am excited to see where I will end up in life, but knowing that the secret to getting far in life lies in being involved in my education is like knowing the secret to immortality. I feel utterly in control, but not in control at the same time. I feel in control because I now know that my work know will be reflected in my future work but not in control because I know God has a plan for my life and He is in control.

I don't know if any of this is coming off the way I am intending. But I hope you get the gist.

Anyway, I talked to Adam about many other things too.

then I came home and texted my brother. He is going through some tough times and I really don't know how to be there for him without him feeling like I am hovering or lecturing him...A text conversation was the way to do it. I found out so much so quickly and we were able to communicate better because I didn't need to know all the details and he didn't have to hear the tones of my comments...we just went with it and we left the conversation (both of us) in a really good place.

I am truly blessed and am on top of the world now. Even though my roommates are in a stupid session of conflict. Nothing can rain on my parade right now. I feel great.

The village people inside my head and I are finally starting to get one another. They still may get a little unruly sometimes, but I'm sure I do to....we all do. That's life. That's another thing I have realized. Life is life. Take what you can get and work with it. My roommate makes comments about how I don't get really angry, I don't let my frustration get to me and I rarely get angry/frustrated. It may bother her that I don't need to scream or holler....it's really just because I have experienced enough (that's weird to say even though I am not even 20) to the point where I have learned to live life the way I do. I like it, it's really so much easier than worrying, or getting angry or whatever else.

Again, I am so blessed and cannot wait to start another beautiful day (the weather is perfect right now) and have another great night with my acting family!

Bon Appetit!!!!!!!

It's Complicated

And no I am not referring to the Awesome comedy that is set to release in December starring Meryl Streep, Steve Martin and Alec Baldwin....
...Honestly they stole the title from me...I was leaning toward that title for a while...for either my book or a chapter in my book. I guess I will just have to say this shpiel(the Yiddish form of the word used the H, whereas the real word doesn't) if I use it, huh?
Anyway, now that I went on a mini-mind adventure, let's get back to business.

Yesterday one of my roommates was in a very bad mood and was taking it out on my other roommate...it was just really uncomfortable and it seemed to be for a really stupid reason.
While that roommate was at work today I had the opportunity to talk with my other roommate and she told me what was going on. I see where roommate A (the mad one) was coming from BUT I also see some huge flaws in her reasoning. Roommate B and I had a really long talk about so many different things and it was quite nice. We really see each other eye to eye and have a lot in common. And sadly, that includes views and beliefs different than those of our other roommate. I love roommate A to death and she is one of my closest friends but sometimes its just a bit much.

So, maybe I didn't go into enough detail like I was planning on doing...but I don't want to open a huge can of worms. Things have pretty much settled down for now and my relationship is growing with my other roommate. If you really want to know all the nittty-gritties feel free to contact me on your own time and I will gladly fill you in.

Tomorrow is a big day for my brother. I can't go into any detail, but there is a big decision being made tomorrow and I guess I am just asking for thoughts and prayers that no matter the outcome we will be able to handle anything and get through anything and that he has the strength to overcome any obstacles.

What else is going on in the land of EM?

I decided instead of trying to finish writing the entire play by Thursday to be turned in...I am going to just write about thirty pages and then continue and use the full piece as my final.... so that is a little less stressful because I know where I want to go but I don't know how to get there just yet...and I get to tighten up what I have so far...

What else, what else? I know there has to be something else going on in my life...

Maybe I'll just ask a random question....

If you were to be stuck on an Island for an unknown amount of time what would you bring in each of these categories?
-Animal/Pet-
-Movie-
-Food Item (to eat the entire time)-
-Leisure Activity-
-Random Object of your choice-

GO

Bon Appetit

Am I Human? or Am I going over to the dark side?

Disclaimer: I feel really strongly that I am just human. So, if any of this sounds like the "Dark Side" it is just your imagination. Ok? Good. Shall we continue with our normal programming? Good. Go ahead, I'm not stopping you...oh wait, I am.... sorry...here we go, for real this time...

Before we can psychoanalyze my psycho-ness.... I must take you back two days.
At Wednesday's Dress rehearsal part of my role was cut from the show. I was a good sport about the whole thing. It really didn't bother me at all, now that I think about it....

However, tonight we had our final Dress Rehearsal, which was a "preview" show and so we technically had an audience. The run went well (sort of...but I will get to that). I am really confident that our run will be a good one and we will get really good feedback from it. BUT (you had to see that coming) I am a little put off.

(Here is where I might sound a wee bit evil)

When I was cast, I understood that my role was as minor as minor can get. I had no lines, I was basically a living prop. However, the director made it sound like I was going to be pretty heftily involved. As we began rehearsals I started to see what she meant...and she didn't convey that initially.
I basically walk onstage a few times, hand the actor a piece of paper or a sugar packet, and then walk off.
Don't get me wrong I am thrilled to be a part of an ASU mainstage, that's kind of a big deal....however, I really feel like I could have done something more significant. That really hit me tonight.

I have come to the conclusion that ASU favors actors so now that I am in one show I can hopefully find it easier to get into others (I hope)...really a lot of the grad students get cast, and a lot of them aren't that good. Scratch that: I haven't seen most of them in their element (they auditioned and got in didn't they, there has to be something worthwhile about their talents, right? ASU's theatre school is one of the best in the country- so I'm told). I'm not saying I am the best thing that could ever happen to them, but I know I could do this. But I keep telling myself this is my in, and I am happy with that. I know I am. So why am I so put off by this show all of the sudden?

Could it be that I put a lot of work into it and feel it was for nothing?
Could it be because I feel I have more to give than pieces of paper?
Could it be that I am just in the stage of rehearsals where you hate the show?
Could it be that one of the grad-students is a total Primma-Donna?

Maybe it is all of the above...who knows really.
But I brought up a good point that I would like to discuss further. His name, well let's just keep him anonymous.
Here's a little bit of what I have seen:
First, I hear from the other actors that he told our director-while she was giving notes-"For the sake of argument, I think your wrong and I think what I am doing is better and I think I should stick with that." He also complained that where he stands on stage is "not viewable by the whole audience".... We have camera work within the show and when our director told him the part of the audience that really cant see him will be able to see him on camera he replied, "I don't want my performance to be based off of what is seen on camera" (um, excuse me for a moment, what your doing on camera is exactly what you are doing on stage....so, what am I missing?)....Today however, I feel was the worst.

In one part of the show he gets a bloody nose. SPOILER ALERT There is a cup on the back of his bench where the blood is and he dips his finger and gives himself a "bloody-nose"...well one kid on the costume crew, in charge of putting the blood there, didn't today. I suggested that the girl who goes on and talks with him (she plays the witness and he interviews her) should bring a small cup of it and there you go. They liked the idea and the girl did it beautifully.
After the show he came downstairs (that's where our dressing/costume rooms are) and he didn't have quite as much blood as he normally does, he was avoiding communication with everyone, and was just in a bad mood. During notes the director questioned why the witness was leaning up against our main man and she told her it was because she was placing his blood. The director, hadn't even noticed. He, however, kindly tells us that he could barely get his fingers into this cup and that's why he didn't have a lot of blood and that someone needs to do something so that this never happens again.
Um, it was final dress, a tech rehearsal...things are supposed to go wrong. We make mistakes, learn from them and then know not to screw up during show. Also, we got him blood on time, so why was he is such a pissy mood? Because he is a total primma-donna.
I think he is a good actor though, that's what pains me. He can be a good actor but he has all the bad actor qualities.... It is rather unfortunate. He's really nice though and behind the scenes we get along and I hope I work with him again (a-that means I will get work, b-if I want to have this career I have to work with people who are worse than him, c-no, that's all).

That's my rant. I hope I didn't sound like a stuck-up, "I'm too good for this" actor. I promise I am not, or at least I hope I'm not really like this....

For show info go to KANYnews4.com (there are videos of me on there :D)
We run Oct 2-18. Fri-Sat at 7:30; Sun at 2
(I recommend coming early because my main stage time is during pre-show...lol)

My ear hurts all of the sudden....random? Yes.

Also, pray for me. I am in the process of applying for a job. Applied yesterday at a place I would love to work. Einsteins Bagels. Nothing too glamorous. But the hours would let me still be in shows, they are amazing, and the people seemed really nice. Oh and it's an income....
And if you could: pray for my brother. Thanks.

You stay classy World.
Bon Appetit

The Funky Chicken

In my head, join me if you will, I am seeing a very large Chicken. This chicken, Henry, has very ruffled feathers. Why you ask? Because he is a Funky Chicken. Henry likes to dance. Henry has spent most of today dancing inside my head.
I had tech rehearsal today and that is when Henry first appeared. He's really a great pal, keeping me company at rehearsal.
What kind of dances does Henry do? Good question.
Well, Henry is a very talented chicken. We started off the day with a bit of classical ballet. He then began to tap dance. After tap, Henry busted a move. That's right we got us a gangsta mutha clucka up in herrrr.
We then calmed things down a bit and Henry showed off his jazzy side. After a quick break, Henry turned up the volume and went back in time to the disco era and had that Saturday Night Fever (commonly mistaken as the bird flu). He polkas, conga-lines, head-bangs, river-dances, and shuffles. Henry's shinning moment was his tribute to Broadway. This entailed a very lengthy (but in a good way) medley of showtunes, in which he had choreographed to the tee. Henry's passion though, although he spent a lot of time on Broadway (he knows I like that kind of stuff, he's so nice to me), is belly-dancing. After his bunny-hops, his swings, squares, jigs and hulas; Henry closed the evening with a nice ballroom number. For this he enlisted the help of his friend, and ours, Heidi the Swedish Cow. Together they glided across the dancefloor so beautifully I had to stop and pay them full attention. Luckily I was stopped at a red light. Henry's finale was an inspirational interpretive dance, symbolizing hope through the act of the hatching of an egg. It was truly unbelievable.

Thanks Henry. I will sleep in peace and will fill my dreams with the hope you have given me. I will never be able to thank you enough.

Tech rehearsal again tomorrow (11-4). Will we be seeing you again Henry?
There is no word. He must be meditating.

In the words of Henry's distant relatives owners:

Bon Appetit.


WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH ME?!?!?!?!?!?!?!

Music(of the heart?...no, just plain ol' music)

I have my songs on shuffle.
I am going to make a comment about each song and then find a way to tie it into my daily life right now. That will be a creative way in telling you how I am doing at the moment.

1) Rafiki Mourns (Lion King Broadway Soundtrack). Rafiki is chanting. There are no real words (ok maybe African words...but I can't understand them) but there is emotion, feeling, passion, meaning and depth to the music and the character behind the voice. It really inspires me and is quite beautiful.
TIE IN TO MY LIFE: Whenever I leave my voice class I find myself to be more perspective. In class we do all these exercises working with imagery and the senses. As I ride home I find myself more alert of my surroundings. This song really is beautiful and makes me feel the same way because there are no lyrics to sing along to, it is just music and it really is something that I just find myself stopping to listen to.

2) If I Were A Rich Man (Fiddler on the Roof). This song makes me dance just like he does in the movie. I love this song. "All day long I'd biddy biddy bum"
TIE IN: Well I am a poor college student. Need I say more?

3) You've Got A Friend In Me (Toystory).
TIE IN: Being in college away from most of the people who really mean a lot to me, really puts into perspective just how amazing they are and how blessed I am to have them. I think about them everyday. And even though we are apart, I know that I have them no matter what. Also, I am working on some birthday presents right now and this songs puts a smile on my face while thinking of them and the gifts.

4) Please Don't Stop The Music (Rihanna). Although things are manageable, life is chaotic in general. And I picture myself dancing through life. Dancing through the chaos. So, "please don't stop the music!"
TIE IN: Tech week is coming up and then the show. Things will be getting super chaotic and well.... bring it on baby.

5) Total Eclipse of the Heart.
TIE IN: Allison

6)My Girl (Temptations)
I used to sing this "My Dog" to my dog Shylow. Whenever I hear this song I think of him, no matter what. I miss him, but he was a great dog and I am happy I got those several years with him. (for those of you who don't know: He isn't dead, we had to get rid of him when we moved. "I still think we should go steal him back"- courtesy of Duncan)

7)SOS (Mamma Mia)
TIE IN: Lindsey

8) Hakuna Matata (Lion King)
TIE IN: This is my life motto. "It means no worries for the rest of your days. It's our problem free philosophy."

9) Cleanin' Out My Closet (eminem)
TIE IN: I am writing little excerpts here and there for that book I want to write...and well, it is really cleaning out my closet...

10) When You Say You Love Me (Josh Groban)
TIE IN: the song I WILL dance to at my wedding. Whenever that will be.
the lyrics are beautiful, look them up.

Ok so these really aren't tying into my life at the current moment too much. But I am having fun...so enjoy my randomness.

We will continue with your regular programming in just a moment. But first, breaking news.
I think I am being promoted to the congas. I was playing the Djembe drum but chances are I get to play congas now.
Also, I have an Architecture exam tomorrow. We get four exams all semester. No mid-term, no final. Just four tests. There are no other assignments or projects or homework etc. At the end of the semester there will be four grades taken into consideration...so this is kind of important. I think I will do well though. 25 multiple-guess questions.
On Tuesday I need to have 15 pages written of my mid-term play to read in class. I have the idea I just need to get typing.... I don't know about this one. I don't know about making it a stage script...I feel it is more of a film script...but we shall see.
And now back to your regular scheduled program.

Well that's all the time we have for this evening. Thanks for stopping by. It was great seeing you again. Let's do lunch, shall we? Great!

Bon Appetit!

That was so sad!

And of course I am referring to the series finale of Roseanne...
It ends so sadly. I cried. I was left feeling empty and depressed. I never want to see that episode again. And I love that show. I will watch every episode except that one.

Moving on....

I had a meeting with my Architectural Design adviser. I started thinking, "Why do I have an architecture minor if I won't be able to do anything with it?"
I asked her about making it a second major...but she pretty much told me that wouldn't work best for me. Basically I wouldn't be able to declare it until next fall and then would have to take 4 years of classes then go to grad school and get certified. That totals 8 years of school. She did tell me about a program called the...ok, I don't remember what it is called...basically I keep it as a minor. Graduate in May of 2012. June 2012 I take classes that I would have taken as a major. September 2012 I begin grad school. In May of 2014 I will be a certified Architect with a bachelors degree in theatre.

So, I can be an architect in 1/2 less years and with only a minor in architectural design. I like it.

Of course I might not even need to be certified if my acting career is my destiny (oh please oh please oh please). But I am still pretty excited about this.

Oh and I am only saying this because Lindsey reads this: I am so excited about something that I can't tell you about! (Don't you just love me?)

I am so freaking annoyed. (I am so bipolar in this post) I have a bloody canker sore that is driving me bonkers. I want to rip my lip off. It has been like three days and I am going completely mad. I'll keep you posted as this story develops.

Speaking of developing stories: the website is up and running. By the end of the weekend we are supposed to have the videos up...WARNING: they are going to be really bad... We kind of just turned on the camera and went from there.... lol.

If you can, come to the show. Opens Oct. 2 and runs to the 18th. (Fri and Sat nights and Sun matinee) If you are interested let me know and I'll give you more info.

I think I am going to get ready for bed. I would have a midnight snack but my mouth hurts too bad. :(

Even though I can't eat...

Bon Appetit!

Gettin' in the mood....

....for it to be autumn already. (perverts).

No, seriously. Autumn is my favorite season. Now granted, I would love to live someplace that actually gets autumn (changing of the leaves etc.) but here at least it cools down from the hundreds.
I have these air fresheners from Yankee Candle, Autumn Wreath, they are my favorite. I have been waiting to use them, and well, couldn't wait anymore. SO, now my room smells like autumn. But, when I walk outside it feels like summer in hell. Also, I have so many long sleeve shirts, jackets, and jeans that I am dying to wear. Not to mention my comfy pj pants that rock. Also, eating chili, soup, pot roast etc will be okay again. (I mean I eat all that in the summer but I get funny looks).
The sad news, there is still loads of time before we get into this phase.
And more bad news...
wait there's more? Yes, there's more depressing news.
Autumn/winter in AZ goes by with a blink of an eye. Once it comes, I will be the happiest little camper. But before you know it, the wrath of the AZ sun will be upon us once more.
Why is then that you stay in AZ Emily?
Good question. I have no idea. Probably because I feel like this is where I am supposed to be right now in my life. I really cannot explain it, but I fantasize about where I could be right now, and it's great. However, it isn't for me just yet.

Now for the perverted use of this entry title...you knew it was coming.

Picture it. Yesterday. About 4:30 p.m.
I am standing in the Verizon store waiting to be helped. I had been there for over twenty minutes, waiting. I am dressed in baggy-mission-trip-paint-stained-jeans, an over sized dark purple t-shirt. Hair pulled back, no makeup....sweaty (since I had to park in Timbuktu-*side note: I spelled Timbuktu right on the first try, go me)...yuck, I was disgusting. (can you guess where this is heading, oh I think not- unless I already told you the story).
Anyway, I'm waiting. And what to actors do in public places when they have nothing else to do? They observe others. So I am. I notice a family of four: A mom, dad, son, daughter. After a few minutes the dad looks outside and says look who's here... there were three guys outside. One of them looked a lot like the father (I am assuming it was the oldest son, and I am also assuming these guys go to ASU). The dad and younger son go outside. When the mom and daughter are done getting phones they also go outside. There are the 7 of them, standing outside Verizon hanging out. Finally the family of four leave and the three guys start to walk away toward the main area of Tempe Marketplace (it is basically an outside mall.). A few moments later one of the guys comes walking back. He comes into the store (which I thought was odd, since he was never there to begin with). He walks right up to me. (He wasn't very good looking, the other two weren't great, but they weren't bad. He was more on the negative side.) He says, "Hey, my buddies and I noticed you standing in here. We are heading over to San Filipe's to get some drinks. When you're done here why don't you come over there. My buddies and I want to buy you a couple of drinks."

I said, "Ok, sounds good," and he left. This is what went on in my head, "Ok, I am underage so even if I wanted to go, I wouldn't. If I were of age, maybe I would go. I probably wouldn't drink but I would, if I didn't have plans, probably go hang out. Good way to meet people."

I finished at Verizon, got in my car and met my roommates at Subway, rented a movie and spent the night at home.

That's my story.

Random fact:
Sunshine Cleaning (with Amy Adams and Emily Blunt)...good but depressing movie.

I would like to say God has a funny sense of humor. Friday I was joking around at band rehearsal. Pastor Mike asked us if we had met any guys to be in the band and I said to the girl next to me, "I wish I would meet guys period." The next day my prayers were answered...sort of....

Ok, I am going to bed.
Bottoms up and,

Bon Appetit.

"I will paint your ass and you can paint mine"

explanation: this is a quote from the movie Death Becomes Her. Basically, these women take a potion that keeps them "young". What is actually does is make them the living dead. Their skin needs to be painted on (otherwise they will look like zombies) and after a while it begins to peel off...hence the quote.
It got me thinking. Someday, there will, unfortunately, be a time where we will not be able to do things for ourselves (i.e. eat, shower, dress, go to the bathroom...etc.). I know some of my very loyal friends would say, "If I am able, I will be glad to help you do all those things for you, if you ever need it." However, I wouldn't blame them if they wouldn't (again, this is all assuming I go crazy before all them). I don't know how willing I would be. But herein lies my point. There are people who do this for a living..... I guess someone's got to do it....
Don't get me wrong, I know people who I am close to will get like this and I will love them no less, but I wouldn't be able to wipe there asses for them, let alone complete strangers. Am I being too snobby?
Please, your opinions on this matter. And if your opinion is, "Emily, you're crazy. I would wipe your ass in a heartbeat," please don't comment. I want more worthwhile opinions if you don't mind. This is a serious blog people.

Three day weekends are a Godsend.
Although when you have a rehearsal smack dab in the middle of it that's kind of lame. But I was skilled enough to work around that.
Got to see Allison after over 4 months. Never again. Then again, it were as if I had seen her the week before. Nothing (too major) had changed (I mean she spent the whole summer in Washington-state- and I have an eventful family so we had stories to swap...but that's besides the point).

I also had a mini-Merylthon with Lindsey. Manhattan, Plenty, Death Becomes Her.
I recommend the last one. It is amazing- in a "that's so off the wall and stupid it's great" sort of way. Everyone should see it.
Manhattan and Plenty had plot issues. To clarify: there wasn't one.
But I still enjoyed them, actually. And no, not just because Meryl was in them....

I got the Blackberry Storm (the touch one) today. So far- I love it!

Ok, I have been thinking about the opening discussion point (you know, wiping older people's asses) and I don't think I worded it right. I have this feeling that I sound like such a bitchy snob....I mean, of course if someone I loved needed help I would help them. And I'm sure the people that do this for a living (not necessarily enjoy what they do...but they) are okay with it. As much as it pains me to see people in need of those certain activities (honestly it does) I just don't think I would emotionally be able to handle it. There's my point! I am too emotional to wipe asses for a living.

On that inviting note,

Bon Appetit

here are some Death Becomes her youtube links. I'm telling you to check them out. Now. GO. Obey me, or else. Thank you.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B7sMilQeVHk this is the trailer...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jXsnlzhsoS4 this is a bunch of clips summing up the movie...

If you're happy and you know it clap your hands (clap clap clap)

Today....I was on tv.
Nothing special.
The noon news, who watches the noon news?

Basically for the show I am in we went to the news station, on a field trip, to do some 'research' (it was just a fun way of doing research)and they put us on the air.
We took a tour of the building, and then they set up chairs right in the room where they film the live broadcasts. If you watched the news at noon today, I was right off to the right of the camera.
They had time to kill (which is crazy because they have it down to the second...I will go on about that in a second), so they turned to us and said, "we're going to put you on the air." Next thing we knew, we had lights on us an a camera. They basically panned over us and the anchor said, "Today we have a group of students from the ASU school of theatre and film with us in the studio."

It was so awesome though (the tour...not the 5 seconds of fame). I decided if I wasn't going to pursue being a movie/stage actress I would be a newscaster. They looked like they were having a ball up there. They were so good too. One minute the anchor is talking about wildfires, then they cut to a video of firefighters at the scene, while they do this the anchor turns to the co-anchor and starts having a conversation, mid conversation he switches back to the story. It went like this,"In northern Arizona, those wildfires are really heating up. We go no to the scene. So tonight my wife and I are going to this new restaurant down on whatever street. Furthermore, if the fires continue to spread, evacuations...." It was amazing to watch.
Also, the co-anchor (who was a fill in) walked in as the stereotypical shirt and tie with shorts and flip flops since you can't see under the desk. The lead anchor assured us that never happens, what luck that the day we are there it does. Uh-huh, sure. The weatherman had converse on with his suit and had his spiel to us about how his job requires more skill because he doesn't use a teleprompter. It was good fun today.

I am going to look into if I can intern there this summer. I want to intern in Cali for a talk show (like the Ellen show) or a movie company etc. But I would have to find housing (I think)...so I want to find something along those lines here in AZ where I have an apartment. Hence, the news station would be perfect!

I am super excited. Not only was today awesome (I also had more practice on the drums and am becoming more comfortable with them and cannot wait to actually learn some real skill rather than just play and guess), but this weekend will rock too.
I get to see Allison tomorrow! 4 months is way too long! Lindsey gets to see me play at church and then we are going to have a mini-merylthon!!! woot!

I do have rehearsal on Sunday for 4 hours, but it should be fun because we get to incorporate things we learned today at the station. I already have a few great ideas! :)

But I want to get some sleep so I can party hard with the Sherer's tomorrow!

Nighty Night and of course....

Bon Appetit.

When did this happen?

Yesterday I applied for my own health insurance.
Today I paid rent. I also got the electricity put in my name, and had to put down a deposit.
I also applied for a job and realized that my senior year of high school started two years ago...not just one anymore.

I know I'm not old....but I am beginning to feel older...and it's creepy.

My 'freshman' (the one I adopted as a senior in HS) is a junior, has her license, a job and is starting to think about college.
People I went to high school with are engaged or already married (keeping in mind that most of them are Mormons....).
This is surreal. And this is what I will be blogging about mostly today.

I just spent the past half hour going through some old pictures with my roommate. She loved looking at pictures of me and my brother when we were little (like 5 and 2). I can't believe how long ago that was. And how so many things have changed. My brother is no longer the cute little shadow I once had. Now he is a hormonal teenager with an attitude.
I promised to bring her more pictures next time I make a trip home.

Even though this 'growing up' thing is happening before my very eyes, I still sleep with a blankie and a stuffed animal. I still watch cartoons and know all the songs to all the Disney movies. I still have my t-shirt from my 4th grad field day...and in high school I still wore it.
It just amazes me at how much I've changed/matured/grown but, at the same time, have stayed the same. And I guess that's just it. No matter how much we change/mature/grow, it's just added to our character/personality. We add layer upon layer of age but underneath is still the little girl who played barbies with her little brother (and up until a few years ago still played with barbies...just not with her brother).

It really fascinates me just as much as it frightens me. Listen to me, I sound like I'm a psychology major after all....but I'm not. I'm a theatre major...and again, there's the kid inside of me. ;)

Speaking of theatre. I played the pony game for the first time today. I vowed to never ever play it. I worked so hard to avoid it. But, alas, it has finally found me. And we will be stuck together for the next seven weeks. Basically each person in the cast of the show I'm in picked a warm-up. Every day we are going to do this massive 9-part warm-up comprised of every one's picks. Someone picked the pony game. And being the good actor that I am, I didn't argue with my director. She said ride the pony and I said how far.

I did learn something that I will implement the next time I direct a show (if that ever happens, which I'm sure it will at some point in life.)

Today in rehearsal, we were told to have a meeting.
*side note* the show I am in is about a news team who thinks it is the end of the world, and by the end of the play falls apart. I play an intern at the station (my only role for the actual show is to come on stage and bring the anchor his coffee and etc.)
So, we had this pitch meeting, basically. All improved in character. It lasted 40 minutes. It was the best thing I have ever taken part in in my entire life. It helped so much for my character work. It gave me so many ideas as to how my character really would act in such an environment and it gave the director more ideas on what my role will be in the show.
I decided there on the spot, next time I direct, I will make my cast do improvs in character in a setting that has something to do with the show in production. There is talk of filming one of these improvs and putting it on the website ****, that wold rock.
*** side note*** my director is putting up a website promoting the show. It will basically be a news site where there will be info on the show, the crew, the news team etc. We plan to make it look as legit as possible. As interns, my fellow interns and I are creating vlogs (video blogs) to put up on the site. So, I hope we film a 'meeting' and post it.
I will let you all know when that site is up so you can check it out.

Speaking of checking it out, I am putting together a photography portfolio. Not for any particular reason, just because I have been meaning to and just haven't.
I have a bunch of pictures that I have taken that have been solely as artistic photos that I am going to put in a professional-esque portfolio. I will let you know how that goes. So far I have about 60 photos, I have matched them with different neutral colored backgrounds that emphasize the distinct features that I want to stand out in each, and I will now (over the next week or whenever) being to cut those neutral borders and piece it all together. I think the toughest part will be the order in which I present them.

I am also debating whether or not I should pull a double major with my minor or not. The only thing I will be able to do if I keep this as a minor (architectural design) is museum work, secretarial positions etc. I won't be able to get certified and work on actual buildings. So, that is what is pushing me to take it on as a major. The thing holding me back: Since I just started it as I minor, I have a lot of catching up to do and that could mean having a 5-year college plan rather than a 4-year one. I guess all I an really do is make an appointment with each of my advisors and see what they think/say and then take it from there.
What are your opinions?

Well, I feel the need...the need for sleep.
So, I will let you go. I've kept you long enough. Thanks for stopping by. We should do this again sometime.

I look forward to our next adventure. You bring the equipment and I'll bring the treasure map. Am I making any sense? It's late....sleepy time, she comes.

Rock-a-bye baby, in the tree top.
When the wind blows the cradle will rock.
When the bow breaks the cradle will fall.
And down will come baby, cradle and all....and what does baby say?

Bon Appetit!

Brevity is not always the soul of wit....

I am having such a hard time writing this entry.
I have written and erased about four entries.
It is 1:45 a.m. I have to wake up at 7:30 so I can go get my car.
I saw Julie and Julia for the second time. And, just as it did the first time, it sparked me creatively. However, this time I go to write and nothing is coming out right. When I left the theatre, I had so much running through my head, and I still do. But, for some reason I can't make it make sense.
So, this will most likely be a short post and I will write a longer one next.
I think it is safe to assume that you won't mind a shorter post.

If you do, I will present you an epic soon, I promise.

I cannot believe that I am truly at a loss for words.
I apologize. Feel free to never read me again. (I'm just kidding, I need my regular readers...because there are only like 5 of you.... :] )

Quote of the day:
"My own theory about Van Gogh is that he cut off his ear because he'd make the mistake of taking up swimming" -Nora Ephron on getting swimmers ear.
[Women: read her book 'I Feel Bad About My Neck'...trust me]

Pleasant Dreams
And, as always-

Bon Appetit

Day(s) 2 and 3: Monkeying Around

So, I am already falling behind. I missed last night. I apologize.

Moving on.

When asked, "What is the most favorite role you have played?"
I always tend to respond, "Kafka, from the one-act 'Words, words, words'...."

The reason that answer always is the first is most likely because the hard work that was put into it. My director, Tandace, was very specific on what she wanted me to do. It was my job to learn it and do it well. Kafka, as well as the other two characters in the one-act, are monkeys. the main plot, if monkeys are locked up with typewriters long enough, they will write Shakespeare.

So, I had to master typing on an old typewriter with my feet, while eating bananas. I take pride in saying that I not only mastered that task, but I could actually type whole words with my feet. And, I now have what are called, "Monkey Feet" I use my feet to whatever I can. (I once was so comfortable laying on the couch that I used my foot to grab a tissue from the table...I used the other end of the tissue to blow my nose, mind you.)

The other task I had to master was the actual physicality of a monkey. The walking/running on the fists, the way monkeys sit, etc. Not that I was the best human monkey ever, but of our small group I master this well enough to be the one to run around the stage in complete monkey form. It was also a reflection of my character....the stupid/blond monkey.

Rehearsals were loads of fun and we got pretty good by the time of the show. I, unfortunately, had to wrap my hands by showtime because my knuckles were raw...but it was worth it. The show was a complete success.

So, there you go. The reason that role always pops into my head. Don't get me wrong, I loved the role and the one-act (it is really great you should find it and read it). But the effort I gave to play this freaking monkey paid off and is what I can truly remember most.

I am now drawing to a real point: Actors do very obscure things. they work really hard and sometimes do not get the credit they deserve. However, it feels good as an artist to do it for the fun of it rather than the recognition. That is what separates the strong artists from the weak ones. There are actors who do it for the fame and there are actors who do it for the work. I plan on doing for the work.

My train of thought for this conversation:
I have no idea...the only correlation: I was asked that question in my Voice class today.

I was fitted (measured) today in the costume shop for the show I am in... Most of the questions I was familiar with (height, weight, shoe size...etc).... however bra size caught me off guard, "Welcome to the real world of theatre Emily, where everyone will soon know more about you than you know of yourself"

On that same note, if you ever want to buy me a leotard I can give you my measurements specifically for that article of clothing.

Other than that, not too much to report. Oh, Yay religion and education, the only two things I cannot be penalized for for missing rehearsal! Yay! lol. I was worried for a second because I get a credit for being in a show, and she was saying that so many tardies and absences will mark down my grade...I gave her my conflicts (a class on thurs that goes until 7:15...and church on sundays that goes until 2 ish)....I'm as safe as a Nunnery in the Swiss Alps. I don't know why I used that simile but it's all I got.

Bon Appetit

Day 1: I've got the Grease 2 song, "Back to School" stuck in my head...great

Ok, so I figure in order to keep myself updating I will mark each day so I know if I am really falling behind like I have been. Every night before bed I plan to hop on the comp. and write a little something about the day.

So, here we go.

Day One.

I moved into my apartment Saturday and spent all of Sunday partying by the pool.
Is it Monday already? Not just any Monday, mind you, it is the first day of classes Monday.

So, I hop on my bike (after first filling the tires and buying new lock and lights) and ride to class. No big deal, right? Wrong. It is like a thousand degrees out. So, I get to my class all sweaty and nasty. It is a huge lecture and most of the seats are filled. Luckily there is an open aisle seat near where I entered. I sit down. That was when I first realized how nasty and sweaty I was. Then I realized I was sitting next to a very decent looking young man. Oh well.......
The Professor goes over the syllabus (in the most boring way possible). Then lets us out. I know have an hour and a half to my next class so I ride all the way back to my apartment.

I almost get hit by a car (the guy didn't' look: jackas*), I almost have a head-on-bike-to-bike collision with my playwriting teacher from last semester, and I almost biffed it right on the open sidewalk. So, transportaionally speaking, it was a rough morning.

Now to my next class, and another trek out in the deathly heat. The teacher, a cute older woman, with a lot of spunk (yay theatre classes). This class should be a lot of fun, I can already tell! :) Today we were talking about the class and who does the teacher bring up? Meryl Streep of course! That is definitely a good omen! ;)

Go back home. (It is still strange to call this place home...but, alas, it is).
Anti-social me, has to get things done before rehearsal. (Amanda's mom and Lexi's family were over and I was locked up in my room working on stuff).

I scoff down a quick bite to eat (Mac and Cheese) and am off to my first mainstage rehearsal.

That was fun. At first I was a little skeptical about working with MFA students (because they tend to seem like they act like they are all that and a bag of chips...old school saying, wow), but turns out they were really cool and I am very excited to work with them.

Now I am falling asleep at the computer. However, I managed to stay awake long enough to find a monkey shower curtain that I want to order (and will probably do tomorrow).

Pop Quiz:
I need a small excerpt from either a poem or a song to use for my voice class. Here's the catch...it has to be heavy in imagery. GO. oh and I think I might need it by Wed. or the end of the week. GO.

I'll be waiting for your suggestions patiently.

Ok, this was a pretty straight forward, boring entry. The complete opposite of my new-years-blogging-revolution.... I promise to not follow this path of blah-ness.

Word of the day: Wrath
Used in a sentence: The wrath of the summer heat is upon us.
(Emily's vocab homework: 11th grade, High School, Stafford's class)

It's a beautiful day in the neighborhood, a beautiful day in the neighborhood. Won't you be mine. Won't you be my neighbor.- Mr. Rogers theme song... I need sleep.

Until we meet again... Hasta la vista, baby....and

Bon Appetit

Confessions of a Shopaholic's daughter

Ok, if my mother saw this she would kill me. I want to start by saying she is not a shopaholic. However, today one might think she was.


7:56 a.m.- "Where the heck is my phone"- my first thought this morning

My second thought- "Why the hell am I up so early?!?!?"

But it's too late now, I'm up. So I read a little 'Julie and Julia' and waited for my mom to wake up. I knew she wanted to go to the store, but had I known it would be nearly 10 hours before I ate my first meal- I would have at least pretended to fall back asleep.

I can't lie, I did have some fun.

We are re-decorating the spare room, which happens to be the room I "stay in" while home.

I must confess- I love to shop as well. Money doesn't grow on trees though (wow I am already turning into my mother). when I do have money, watch out, I can get pretty scary.

Target was stop one. Got a Futon, a table thing, a chair, floor pillows, a side table among other random things for the upcoming school year.
Stop off home, put it all together.
Back on out.

Mind you my mother just bought a 2001 Sebring Convertible and it was well over 100 degrees today...and yes, we had the top down.

Big Lots next- didn't buy too much there. Mostly stuff for my sister.

Then back to target for a rug and a fan.

The room looks nice though. I will get to enjoy it three out of the next four weeks.

The one annoying thing I will now rant about- a remote-less television.

It is in my room too. I am lazy, plain and simple. I do not want to get up from the comfy futon every half hour to find something to watch. Or God forbid I want to skim the channels during a commercial to see what else is on. It is a huge pain the butt. Sure I could just go buy a universal remote and then vuala....but nooooooo, I don't have the brains to remember it when I was at target twice today. Yes, I guess that is my fault, so I shouldn't be complaining...but guess what, I don't care. I will complain.

Ok, I'm done.

Complaining that is.

I still have more to talk about. Like the fact that I had Baja Fresh for dinner.

when I lived in Gilbert I discovered this wonderful restaurant, thanks to Lindsey. I enjoyed it for a while, then it closed down. I didn't bother check where there were anymore...but I happened to come across one today (go figure) by Target. It was amazing.

I guess other than that there's not much more to discuss.

One last confession- I got mad at myself this morning for not having a recurring dream with George Clooney in it...isn't that pathetic? what is wrong with me? feel free to share any comments or concerns on that front.

Goodnight and Goodluck (pun included- George Clooney movie)

and...
Bon Appetit!

Planes, Bras, and Automobiles

-Day One-

The clock read 4 a.m, my alarm was set to go off in exactly 15 minutes. I rolled over, expecting to lie there motionless until my alarm jolted me awake (since that was how most of the night had went so far). However, in those few brief minutes I fell into a deep trance. Dreamland as I like to call it. At 4:14, one minute before my set alarm, I was awoken by my brother- much to my chagrin. Well you would be upset too if you were about to make out with George Clooney just seconds before. Now I lay there more in a state of shock than anything. It all had happened so quickly. One moment I was staring into the gorgeous face of George, the next I was staring into the dark bedroom with the realization that I was about to get on a plane and head home from my week long trip in Plano, Texas.

I love visiting Plano. There is really no other way to put it. So, needless to say, I was a bit miffed to have to pack up and leave. Especially at such a time. I had no choice though. I threw on my clothes and headed downstairs. Next thing I remember, is being in the car. Before I knew what had hit me I was there. Had it really been a week since I had last been at the airport? Really?

The thing with stand-by tickets- if the plane fills up, you lose your seat first. (foreshadow much?)
Our set flight was as follows- Dallas to El Paso (switch planes) to Las Vegas.
The guy who got us the tickets (a wonder, amazing, generous man) informed me it would be best to try and get onto the flight that went first to San Antonio, because we had a better chance. However I overheard the desk clerk say that flight was over booked. Back to the El Paso gate we go. As I approach the desk to turn in our stand-by passes for boarding passes, the first thing the woman shares with me, in the peppiest 6 a.m. voice ever, "Oooo, Hope this flights boards before the big storm rolls in, that doesn't look good. How can I help you?"
I got our boarding passes alright, along with a stomach full of butterflies. (I don't mind flying, I do mind the level of turbulence though. And if it was a storm we'd be flying into, one can only expect heavy turbulence.)
My brother's attempts at trying to keep me calm (if you call, "calm down" a solid attempt) weren't working. The butterflies continued to flap away at my innards.
I was waiting for either the delay notice or the signal to start boarding. Finally we board. Sitting on the plane the sun begins to fully rise, but it still remains dark out. No turning back now. I took a few deep breaths and said to myself, "Emily, this is no big deal, pilots know what they are doing. Think of it as a few little bumps in an old country road (courtesy of a Nanny Episode) or the Michigan roadways (courtesy of a recent visit to the motor city).... that all makes sense, except for this one teeny, tiny, minuscule tid-bit of info- there is no ground, we are going to be in mid-air....how can there be 'bumps in the road' if there is no road?" I wasn't helping myself anymore, and now we were taxi-ing.
the tradition in my family is to cross pinkys with whomever we are traveling with. My brother grew out of that tradition though. The trek to Dallas I was in a pinky lock with myself. As I was, once again, locking my pinkys together, he turns to me and plainly says, "Do you want me to be a good brother or a bad brother?"
"Good"
"Fine," and he held out his pinky. I was shocked but found comfort in this. Everything was going to be fine.
About two minutes after leaving the ground he shakes his pinky loose complaining of a loss of circulation (I just draped my pinky over his, how that caused his entire side of his hand to seize up, I do not know). I immediately crossed my pinkys together, we weren't out of the clouds yet.
Most of the hour long flight into El Paso was pretty bumpy, after the first fifteen minutes it became more tolerable and I continued to read my book.

Finally a clear skied El Paso. In exchange for the good weather though, we got to sit in the airport for an extra two hours to wait for a flight that could fit us in.
Finally we board. One more stop in Phoenix (we don't even need to get off the plane) and then Vegas- Home sweet Home, right?

More like, "Whose-bright-idea-was-it-to-get-a-convertible-in-the-bloody-desert"
that's right, mom bought the 2001 Sebring she's had her eye on. (She's been looking for one ever since the one she had years ago was totaled). When we had the old Sebring, my siblings and I were much smaller and could fit in the back seat of the two door sardine can just fine. Nowadays, it isn't quite as luxurious. It was hot, cramped and it doesn't help that I am a tad more claustrophobic now than when I was younger. the thirty minute drive home was just lovely.

The only good thing about mom getting a new car, it re-opened the discussion of getting Emily a car for school. Well, it cracked the window open. I'm still trying to find the door. Basically, I am getting one. Whether it is by the time I go to school or more closer to Thanksgiving is the debate. That and what kind of car to get. It will be used of course (I have no problem as long as it works)...and I get a budget of 3000. (I spent most of the afternoon on craigslist)

Being home is nice though. There's no other place like it on Earth...or beyond. There are times when I am convinced we are from some far-off planet somewhere.

Then I realized it. I have a bra fetish.
Now before your mind gets to wandering.... No one sees them except me, but still I don't like boring plain old bras. My bras need to be more than support, I need personality too. Kind of like a good man- Good looking, supportive and with a distinctive personality. If only I had as many choices in guys as I do bras.

Tomorrow's Forecast:
Shopping with mom and sister. Redecorating the guest room (my room?). Oh and the DMV. Fun. Fun. Fun.

I love Target though. They have really great bras!

Bon Appetit.
Emily

Extreme Blog Makeover

I had told myself I was not going to blog until school picked up again (which is in a few weeks); however I was hit with two realizations while in the shower just a few moments ago.

ONE- I never formally said my blog was taking a hiatus.
TWO- My blogs are somewhat (if not entirely) boring. All I do is talk about classes and family problems and it is as if you are reading the instructions on how to make macaroni and cheese: The overall result is interesting, but the process is ordinarily time consuming.

So, I have decided to re-format and begin anew.
I want to thank all those who stuck with it through the trial and error session.

Now some of you may be saying you enjoyed my previous posts. You are too kind, honestly.
I tried my best to spice things up a bit in the past, but it came and went. Also, I know how much you do care about my life and want to remain informed (hence why you came and put up with me in the first place), but I can make it more entertaining for you.

Now the sudden urge to re-model my entire blog did not come from thin air.
As you should already know, I am a huge fan of Meryl Streep. She has her new movie 'Julie and Julia' coming out on August 7th. So I picked up a copy of the book that the movie is based off of. It is quite the entertaining book. It is based around a blog that a woman decides to make -500+ of Julia Child's recipes in a year-
Her memoir could have been as boring as my macaroni blogs- she was cooking after all- however, they were quite the opposite. They are hysterical. So, I was inspired to try harder in my efforts to express myself.
Now I do not expect that my blogs will be turned into a novel and someday a movie (honestly I don't, this is just a for-fun thing). More sole intention is to keep my close friends and family (and the occasional wanderer) updated on what is going on in my life.

So, without further ado, welcome to the new and improved Breakfast at Emily's

And in the spirit of the Great Julia Child,

Bon Appetit!

At A Standstill

My mind is moving at an excess rate; my body, on the other hand, is falling behind.
I have a lot I want to work on (Sketching, writing, scrapbooking, traveling, etc.) but I cannot motivate myself to work on any of it.

Also at a standstill, is our trip back to AZ. We are supposed to leave on Thursday, however, there is talk we will be leaving next week instead.

On another front: I have been bonding with my sister. It isn't as bad as it sounds. I am actually enjoying spending time with my sister, mostly. There are moments when the typical "Brittany" shines through the fun-loving sister.

I am really looking forward to getting back to AZ and seeing my other sisters and various friends!!!!

I still have cabin fever. Having both parents home is really rough. I love them to death, but dad is getting restless and it is becoming unbearable. I need a vacation.

I ask for prayers that things work out on many levels.
1) Dad's restlessness/employment
2) Our eventual trip to AZ
3) Mom's court case on the 19th which we have been waiting for
4) Anything else that is in need of prayer...

I would go on, but I think I am going to lay down for a bit.
Pot Roast for dinner! YUM

Bon Appetit!
Em

Cabin Fever

I live in Las Vegas....and I have the worst case of cabin fever.
I miss my friends in AZ! Most importantly....I need a car. That would make my life so much easier.

Anyway...things are slow on this end. Not too much to report. John had his last day of school today....we are hoping to go back to AZ in a week. Mom has some doctor's appointments and then her court day on the 19th. I plan on spending as much time as I can with my long lost friends.
The woman mom stays with, works for this very wealthy man, and he is going out of town....so.....we are supposed to go stay at his Phoenix mansion while we are there too...that should be fun. See how the other half lives...lol

As for today....might curl up and watch some movies....or....write/sketch....I want to do something productive.
I should really go to the pool and do my exercises...but....It is cloudy out and the pool is super freezing....I need to just get over that though and just do it.

My cell phone is on the fritz and as much as I thought I could live without it...I am going crazy. I never really talk on it either, I just text....a lot...

Well...I think I have done enough complaining for now...
I think it is time to go find something productive to do....
wish me luck...

Bon Appetit
Emily

A lovely Tuesday Afternoon in the month of June

I now have a new goal in life: To be a talkshow host. A combination of Oprah and Ellen...kind of like Bonnie Hunt.
I still will strive to be an award winning actress; I now also want to be a talkshow host. I can see myself doing that, and I feel I would be perfect for it. It also looks like so much fun!

My first step: Apply to intern for the Ellen show next summer. I would have this summer, but I found out too late.

I think I can make this happen!

Anyway. Birthday was yesterday. Was very nice. Mom gave me a pedicure, had a special dinner, went for a nice walk and had coffee cake (YUM).

Getting ready to head back to Arizona. Mom's court case is set for the 19th, but she has to go early for her doctors appointments. She is planning on leaving a week from today. I can either go with her or wait for that weekend and have the girls (Lindsey and Kristen) come out for the weekend and then drive back with them. I have to make a decision.

Started scrapbooking my senior year of high school stuff. Ordered some pictures, still have a lot more to order. I am doing a little bit at a time because I do not have money, and I want to take my time and make it look nice.

Read The Bridges of Madison County. SO GOOD! It is one of my favorite books and is my favorite movie! If you have not seen/read it, you must.

Other than that, not too much going on. I think I want an ice-pop.
So I will go get one.
Have a fabulous evening.
Bon Appetit
Emily

2 months, 5 days until Julie and Julia comes out in theatres! Hoping to go to Cali that weekend!!!!!!!!! Anyone want to go?

Life's Mysteries

Been home a week now. Not too much to report. I have been trying to go to the pool everyday and do some pool exercises, because they kick the butt out of the gym.

I have been spending a lot of time with my brother, which has been really nice. We played hangman for over two hours the other night and we have played 8 games of Life....of which I have only won once.... so we continue to play.

Played one game with dad, and that just opened up a very awkward conversation about my life. basically this was my response, 'Yes dad, I'm still a virgin." You can only imagine the rest of the conversation.

We lost a set of keys (the lock box, the mailbox and the spare to the garage). We tore apart the house and still nothing....broke into the lock box to get mom's medicine (long story as to why they were in there to begin with)... still need to find the mailbox key though...

I watched the movie Ghost Town last night (Ricky Gervais and Greg Kinnear). It was cute. Did not expect the ending (completely)...kind of left me wanting more. Overall it was pretty funny.

About to go eat lunch...don't know what yet. Here are some of my options: BLT, Turkey Club, Soup, Mac and Cheese, Pot Pie, Dinner Leftovers (roast beef and mashed potatoes), or yogurt.... hmmm, what to have, what to have.

My life is so full!
I will let you know what I ate and how it was next time I log on.
Until then,

Bon Appetit
Emily

Home sweet home

Yes, I am finally home. I am officially a college sophomore and I officially hate Las Vegas...

Let me explain...all school year I went without being sick...I am not home a week and my allergies flair up the worst they have ever been (unless it is a sinus infection...in which case I should be fine soon....we shall see). As for Vegas itself...I haven't seen much of it...

It is nice to be home. Good food, sleeping in, being able to do relaxing things. Very nice!

I do still hope to travel to New York at some point (with a pit stop in Detroit). I know I will be going to Texas later in the summer. ALSO I am really hoping to go on a roadtrip to Cali with Lindsey the beg of August!!!

As for now...I think I am going to go to bed...sorry all.

Will post more soon.

good night,

Bon Appetit
Emily

If it's not one thing, it's another...

I can officially say I am a college sophomore!!!! Had my last final this morning. Have my room all packed up. The next step is moving out....which is turning out to be more stressful that one would normally expect it to be.

Mom is in town, staying with some friends of ours. She has no car and they work all day. The best plan would be to have her use their car when they get off work, come move all my stuff out, and then I would be done. One problem, their car is not that big, so it would take a few trips to get all my stuff to the storage unit. The woman's boyfriend has a pick-up truck, but he does not speak English....so, I think what is happening is....they will get home from work, use the boyfriend's truck and come move me out. Seems simple, no? Hopefully it will be.

I am all packed, out of meals on my meal plan, and have absolutely nothing left to do. So, moving out tonight would be the absolute best thing for me.

My roommate and her dad just left to get his rental car and go check him into his hotel. I am assuming they are also going to go put the money down on our storage unit. If not....I obviously cannot move out tonight...I am pretty sure that is one of their errands though.

Ah the stress. Of course nothing involving my family can be stress-free, that is just not how we function. Having been away from home for about a year though, I have come accustomed to stress-free daily activities and this new-found stress is unnerving...lol. It's like humidity. When I live in Florida the humidity did not bother me. I moved out to Arizona, went back to Florida for a visit and couldn't believe how horrid it was to be in humidity. That is my family: humidity; and I have been adapting in the dry desert.

Love them though, and once I am officially moved out and on my way, things should calm down a bit. I mean, mom and I still have no way to get us back to Vegas, but that bridge will be crossed once I finish crossing the bridge I am currently on. If I had my own car, most of the stress going on in my life right now would be non-existent...however, I do not have a car. A lot of things would have made these events non-existent; but, no use complaining or hoping for a miracle. I just have to accept things as they are and take it from there. I will continue leaning on the Lord for all my support and on my friends for theirs.

Hopefully my next post will have some relieving news...
Until then:

Bon Appetit
Emily

The End Draws Near

That is a pretty dark title...when in reality I am referring to the end of school; which is not dark at all. It is actually a great relief. So, now that that is cleared up...

One more final, tomorrow morning, costuming. After that I am done...with school. I still have to move out, which will be annoying and stressful. Soon it will all be over and I can hopefully relax.

Spent the weekend with Lindsey, which was awesome!!! We heartattacked kristen's house, we watched movies (Dark Matter, Last Chance Harvey, Steel Magnolias and Pulp Fiction), we watched The Nanny, we ate some awesome Trader Joe's food, we rocked out to Mamma Mia and we got frozen yogurt! I also had the best dream ever.....

Side note- My Awesome Dream
So basically, I went to the Ellen show in August hoping Meryl would be on to promote Julie and Julia. Turns out she was going to be on the next day. I, however, had written a letter to her and she had read it. So, Ellen called me onstage and told me Meryl was very upset she couldn't be there the same day I was but wanted to have Ellen thank me for writing such a beautiful letter. I was so overcome with happiness that (I didn't cry) I might have gotten a bit watery eyed and I went, "Oh crap, now my mascara is going to run. I bought the wrong kind and it is so sensitive to water. It is so annoying." Just as I said that, a voice behind me said, "Oh I hate when mascara does that." It was Meryl Streep, turns out she and Ellen set me up. Ellen had another trick up her sleeve. She told me she wanted to invite me back on the show the next day when Meryl was to really be on it. I told her that I was going back home right after today's taping and she said that she is putting me up in the fanciest hotel for the weekend. Turns out, Meryl was at the same hotel, right down the hall from me. She invited me out to dinner with her. While at dinner we called Lindsey and surprised her. Then the next day on the show Meryl called me up on stage and asked if I was going to the premiere of the movie that night. I told her I had no idea that the premiere was that night. She then asked me to be her guest at the premiere and offered to take me shopping with her to pick something out to wear. Just as we got to the red carpet and I saw what it is really like to be a movie premiere...I woke up.....but it was still an awesome dream...and I am looking for tickets to Ellen's show in August, just because I can...

Back to life....

Weekend with Lindsey was awesome and I cannot wait to see her again on Friday!!!!

Might see Mom tomorrow night...hope she is feeling ok.

Well off to bed. Got that final tomorrow.

Bon Appetit
Emily

I'm trying

I still feel bad. I need to log on more. This summer I promise to do so. I will have more time on my hands.

I have been so stressed. School is going well. Finals almost over. Picked up my script for the play next semester. One more final left.

what i am stressed about is moving out. Mom is coming into town, but we won't have a car so how the heck we are going to move my stuff out is still up in the air. I am struggling to figure out how to pay for my storage unit. I could pay in monthly, but the roommate want to pay up front so we get a discount on the third month. I am trying to come up with the money but not having too much luck. Mom says not to worry about it she will figure it out, and she always does, I just hate not having money!!!!!! Sucks that the job fell through this semester. Next semester will be so nice. I will get a job and have an apartment so I won't have to move out in the summer.

Once i move out i have no clue what my plans are. Mom and I are staying with friends but we don't know for how long or how to get home....I will feel at ease come the end of June.
Mom goes to court for her social security hearing and hopefully we will see progress. dad is still looking for a job. Times are hard but I just need to remember to put my fears and troubles to the lord.

Going to Lindsey's for the night, which is a breath of fresh air and will help me to set my mind on other things than my troubles.

This was not one of my more uplifting posts but I am rather stressed. I will keep you posted and write more. It is a way of venting that does work for me. I should take advantage of that more.

Prayers are welcomed and are appreciated. Love you all!

Bon Appetit
Emily

p.s. The Trailer for Julie and Julia came out!!! Woot can't wait until Aug. 7 to see it!!!

I feel terrible!

Ok, I haven't heard any complaints. So, I don't know if that means people stopped reading (because I had such a big group of followers) or if you have been checking regularly hoping I soon would return.

Well, I want to sincerely apologize for my absence. But, I promise to try to keep up more regularly.

To give you a readers digest version of what has been going on....

I moved in with Amanda late January. Things have been going nicely there. She is the greatest roomie I could ask for...at ASU....

Classes have been going along nicely. Cannot wait for the year to end though.

Movement has been tough but I am really loving it. My professor just did a one man show that really connected with me and gave me some ideas for a show I want to write. Those are all the details I am giving out right now.

Playwriting has been GREAT. I love writing and love learning more about how to make my writing much much better.

Costuming has been so great as well. We did a make-up section (so much fun, pics have been up on facebook). We then made teddy-bears and paper masks. I will have the pics of my mask up soon...as soon as I take them. Next we are making puppets. Our theme is sustainability. I decided to do an old style New York taxi cab....not so much about sustainability but more so I could create a character with a thick New York accent! lol

Eng and Hist are annoying.....but after this semester I will be done with them forever!

I had to audition again to get into the Theatre/acting concentration and I made it this time around!!!! Woo Woo.

I also, as of just recently, can officially be titled as:
Emily-Ann Moriarty
Undergraduate at Arizona State University
majoring in Theatre with a concentration in Acting
and minoring in Architectural studies.

It's a mouthful I know, but I am super excited.

I think that is all the things that are really significant in my life that needed catching up.

Now that we are pretty much on the same page, I am going to sign off for tonight. I know what you're thinking, "Good, it's about time."

So you're right. I'm off to slay dragons and shell oysters.

Take Care and...

Bon Appetit.
Glad to be Back blogging!

An uphill battle

This is not a metaphor. Today I rode, with Amanda, to Tempe Town Lake....which was downhill....so the ride back was uphill....my thighs were screaming (metaphor...that could sound really bad...but that is only if you are Tom or Lindsey, who have there minds in the gutter!) It wasn't too bad actually. It was a lot of fun. It was hard work, but that is because I am out of shape. So, I needed this. It was only probably a total of 5 miles, not bad.

Today I had my movement and my composition class.
Movement is going to be hard work, but I know if I put forth the effort I will gain a lot from the course. (Friday we are going to be doing pushups and sit ups and starting a work out regiment that we will need to follow all semester...not what I expected, but it is only one day, and then we will get into the real movement work)
Comp was comp. The grad student teaching the course is weird, but I think I will survive.

After class I went and got my books. Oh, here is a story. I call them yesterday to see if they had what I had ordered (they told me a week ago, when I ordered, they would call to let me know when they were ready...no phone call so I call them). She said all but one. I told her i would be in either wed. or Thurs. and she said they would hold them until then. So, today I put all my old books into my backpack, so I can sell them back, and we ride over to the bookstore. 1) all the books I want to sell back cannot be sold back because those courses are getting new books (so now i have to put those 5 in my backpack and my new 7 in my backpack...ugh) 2) I go downstairs to get my new ones and the lady tells me after the first day of school all un-picked up orders get shelved...but since her co-worker instructed me wrong she would go find them all for me. 3) They had all but one...so i had to go to the main bookstore and get it there 4) I end up with 13 books in my bag and I am on my bike and am dying.... it was very interesting to say the least....but I hurried back to my dorm and dropped them all off and was free.
Then we went to the lake and after that back to Amanda's dorm. As soon as we got back we crashed. I put on the tv and we basically just laid there without moving for an hour, we were both dead. Then we had a snack (cheese, pepperoni and crackers...so good!) and played Wii!
After dinner I headed back to my dorm and hopped on the comp. I went onto facebook and had a little too much fun pranking Kristen. Had a heart to heart (in a good way) with Lindsey and one with Amanda. Cried in overwhelm (also in a good way) and am finally ready to settle down and go sleepy time.

Tomorrow I have playwriting, costuming and history. After those, going to hit the gym and write my "worst play ever."

So there you go. (In Greek accent, like in My Big Fat Greek Wedding)....(that is my new phrase right now)


Happy Slumber....and

Bon Appetit!
Em

One score and nine days ago....

I posted last....
That is 29 days by the way....
I chose that title because today was inauguration day.... I know dorky and thematic...

Sorry it has been forever. Hope everyone (like I have that large of an audience) had a nice holiday season! I had a lovely holiday season...I will now tell you about it....I will, however, refrain from going into too many details. If I were to do so, no one would want to read because it would be dreadfully long. I know...you're hurt....but you will heal in time.

Well, when I left you I was in Las Vegas, it had snowed, I didn't have a room (but that wasn't a bad thing), Lindsey and Kris were planned to drive out on the 27th, we were hoping for Mamma Mia! tickets and the guy who lives under us hated us.....

Well....... Christmas came and went...just another day on the calendar, not a bad thing. Especially when you are going through some tough financial times...but I got a digital camera (Yay, finally) and the Mamma Mia dvd!!!!!!! On the 27th Lindsey and Kristen did, in fact, drive out. That night we went and saw Doubt (Great movie in my opinion). On the morning of the 28th we got the tickets for Mamma Mia! and went and saw it that evening.

OMG- the best show I have ever seen...(Lion King on Bway was also awesome). Mamma Mia! is by far my favorite musical. This was an experience that words cannot describe. I just hope that I get to see it when I go to New York in May (will talk about that in a bit)

On the 29th I drove back to AZ with the girls. I stayed with Lindsey for about 5 days. Went to her godmother's house for new year's eve....and then to Kristen's at midnight to ring in the new year....

On the 4th I went to Allison's for the week. We had dinner at Grandma's, that was hilariously fun! That Friday night was Grandma's birthday party at Macayos. The entire week I was at Allison's all we really did was play Mario Cart Wii.....and board games....it was great!

I then went back to Lindsey's on that Sunday.....and we prepared to go to Tucson on the 13th.

In Tucson, I went and saw the comedian Jeff Dunham with Allison and her sister. It was great!

Came back to Gilbert that weekend. Stayed with Allison again. This past Sunday we went to RAGE fest (An all day concert...where several christian groups perform)....it was so much fun! We got to meet the band members (some of which were really HOT!).... Allison post those pics!!!!! I also got in some serious headbanging....... just call me "HB...Head banger" (mamma mia reference...sick I know!). The next morning we had some serious ragefest hangovers...lol

Monday I returned to campus and was reunited with Amanda! Missed her over break! Hopefully she will be my roommate in a few weeks!

Classes started today....
I had Playwriting, costuming (lecture) and History....
So far...AWESOME!

In costuming we are going to work 4 weeks on makeup effects...old age and gore (my absolute fav!). Then we get to put bullet holes on ourselves....and other prosthetics...we get to make out own! How cool is that?!!! We also have to take a piece of artwork and put recreate it on our faces using makeup techniques! After makeup we will learn basic sewing techniques. After that section we get to makes masks and puppets!!!! It sounds so cool! I am really excited!

In Playwriting, my first assignment is to write a three minute (app. 3 pages) play with these guidelines...."The worst play ever"! That is due next Tuesday. I am really anxious for this class...I am really into writing now....

History seemed overwhelming at first...reading 85 pages a week....but he said it isn't as bad as it sounds and he is a really easy teacher and gives easy tests and assignments...so yeah!

Tomorrow I have Movement and English. Normally on Wed. I have my costuming lab...but they start next week.

I am nervous about movement. The professor is very successful in the business and seems a bit intimidating...but I hear he is one of the best on campus and this his classes are amazing. So I am rather excited too...

I plan to post every day or every other day again. So, keep checking for new updates.

Hopefully this wasn't too long.... Oh, also, I have pictures (if you haven't seen them) from my break uploaded on my Myspace and Facebook....

Until we meet again...

Bon Appetit!
Emily