The Ponderings of Melanie

Oh Philly....

2009-11-10T15:27:00.001-08:00

I know I dont update this much..but today I felt inspired. It has been unseasonably warmish outside and it is wonderful. The weather is putting off the inevitable winter slump that will come shortly. Where me and AJ hole up inside and play wii. Anyways, today on my walk I enjoyed the lovely sights of philly. The first site was the dead squished rat that I almost stepped on. Unfortunatly unlike last time, this rat was not fully squished just squished in the middle. So he had a full face and a full tail and IT WAS HUGE. Needless to say I screamed outloud and ran across the street before I realized even what I had done. Sometimes I think I forget I am in public when I do these things. Then on my walk home this woman motions to me to take out my earplugs. So I did (WHY!?!?) and she asked me where the subway was. I told her and then looked at her outfit. This woman was wearing two pairs of pants with shorts over them and she had socks on but no shoes. Lovely. I think this woman needed more than the subway. You know what is it about the homeless in philly, it was like when they cleaned up NYC they loaded up the craziest homeless people on a bus, drove to philly and said, "Here guys this is you new home, enjoy!"

Car Doors

2009-09-04T14:43:00.000-07:00

Dear City Drivers,
Just an FYI- People actually drive on the roads so when you swing your door open without looking for bikers that is very dangerous. Also, there are two doors on your car, if you need to put your baby in the car or your purse in the back seat or your are just looking for something...USE THE SIDEWALK SIDE DOOR. I cant tell you how many of your butts I have almost hit because you are daddling in the rode. Get a damn Clue!

Stink, Stank, Stunk

2009-08-26T14:20:00.000-07:00

The dog days of summer have finally arrived, ugh, dont get me wrong I LOVE summer, but these days are killer. I dont mind sweating the constant slime that covers my body this time of year makes me just feel gross. Also I never spent much time in this city during the summer when I was in college, so I never experienced a true Philly summer until the past few years and I must say it is rough sometimes. The worst part is the smell. On my drive to work I go from the Italian Market to Chinatown and I must say there are variations of this smell throughout the ride and the only way I can describe it is like dirty, rotten vagina smell. I know that is foul but so is the smell. I almost threw up on my ride home from work the other day. I mean come on Philly get rid of the trash, I must admit myself after coming back from vacation our trash smelled like that, so I can totally understand. BUT we quickly cleaned it up. There are areas in this city I swear smell like that EVERYDAY. Someone PLEASE clean it up!

Sorry Blog....

2009-08-19T16:24:00.000-07:00

I have been a bad blogger. I have been kinda not feeling 100 percent myself, so I didnt want to bring down my blog with my complaning.

So anyways...an update, I have decided that I wanted to start looking into graduate school. I was always someone who poo-poo'd myself going, because I didnt know how I would pay for it and I thought it would be better to learn on the job to be a stage manager, but as life woud have it I seem to be stuck in role that I am not in love with so I have decided that I might have to go to grad school to get the experience to do what I originally set out to do. Another reason is that I have been fighting the ineviable need for healthcare and getting more education would help me find a job that will provide me with healthcare without cripping my ability to be in the arts. So that is that and I still dont really know how I am going to pay for it, but I will figure it out. I just need to find something that is going to make me happy.

On another note; AJ is convinced that I need to write a little book on the weird things I have seen in this city. To add to it, yesterday I was at ACME having a kind of distracted trip to the supermarket. I dont food shop well by myself, I seem to wander for about 30 minutes before I realize how to get down to business. I think the supermarket is the most distracting place to shop. Just too many options and they mostly all look good and then I get hungry and want to eat. So anyways back to my story, after 10 minutes of wandering I realized that maybe I should get a hand cart, I grab one and after another 5 minutes I drop something on mine and another guys foot. I look down and realize I must have grabbed two carts and they finally decided to seperate. Luckily the man thought it was funny and we shared a laugh, thank god it could have been bad. But I went to return the hand cart to the pile I originally got it from and as I walked over to the pile a man was signalling to me to move. I just ignored him and just chalked it up to a impatient person. So I put the cart down and backed up only to see that I was walking in the middle of a really creepy looking dude being arrested. Needless to say it totally creeped my out and I slinked away thinking maybe next time I should pay more attention.

Rain, rain go away

2009-06-18T15:14:00.000-07:00

I cant handle this rain anymore. Summer is my favorite season. Its the one season thats puts life into my step, I feel like myself in the summer. But right now I couldnt be more depressed. I have no job, nothing to do and I am STUCK in the house, because if you venture too far away from it you might get stuck in one of the daily terrental downpours that have plauged the northeast for the past month. I love Oregon, its beautiful, but I dont live there for this reason alone. This constant insesant rain. Well also there is minimal theatre there. But still its this weather that keeps me away.
On another note, I am having this problem. I am at a crossroads in life. I want to move forward you know become the person I would like to become, move forward in my carreer, but I feel like I keep getting placed back into a niche. The small companies dont like me because I have worked with too many larger places, but I am not qualified enough to get the jobs I would like at the larger companies. I am pretty sure every 20-something goes through this at one time in your life. When are you quailified enough to take the step to move to next level. Are you ever? I had a professor in college tell us that she was waiting for the right time to have a baby, but then she realized that there was never a right time for these kinds of changes in your life and you just have to go for it and then deal with the consiquences. I truly believe in that, but what if you feel that the step is too much to fast, do you do it anyway, or do you wait...and if you wait are you going to just stay were you are and then never move forward. But then I keep telling myself the right thing will come at the right time, I just home I am ready for that when it comes.
See this rain has given me too much time to dwell on things. I cant take it anymore.

Time for Rest.

2009-05-05T21:02:00.001-07:00

You know what I have come to the decision, that no matter what you do, whether it be your favorite thing in the whole world or you do it to make money, You always need a day off. I am on my way to nine days without a day off and I am on my last drip of energy. I just cant do it anymore. I dont know think it is ok that anyone should go a long time without a single day off to not think about work and not go to work. Every person in my cast is at each others throats and they are ready for a rest. The worst thing is when you realize everyone is as cranky and tired as you because then you just get on each others nerves.

On top of not having a day off, we are in the midst of moving. I love moving because I think it gives you good change in your life that I cant live without, but there has been a few bumps in our moving road and I just need a day when I can choose what my day entails.

Weight Loss

2009-04-17T10:01:00.000-07:00

Nothing is more discouraging about losing weight than the fact that you always lose the best weight first. I must say seeing my bust line get smaller is very depressing. Also the incesant soreness is killing me, I could barely walk to the bathroom last night. I almost fell down the steps trying to pee, which is kinda scary when you are pretty much sleepwalking.

Lesson in Politeness

2009-03-09T19:13:00.000-07:00

Nothing agitates me more than when someone is asking you to do something for them and they ask you in a rude condescending way. There are only so many times that, that can happen and you can respond nicely. Eventually a person will snap. I did and you know what it was a well deserved snap. I understand stressful situations I am stage manager for heaven sakes, any performance or tech is a stressful situation no matter how many times you have done it and no matter how big or small the show is. But when it is a stressful situation and you are in charge of alot of people, a little politeness goes a long way. It will make it a better working situation, for not just me but for everyone.

On another note, me and AJ were getting in the car today and it looked a little strange to me. I never like when he parks in the end spot on the street, so I got worried. Not to worry AJ I quietly walked around the front of the car before I got in. Lo and Behold, I was right. Someone had slammed into AJ's front bumper. Luckily his bumper is pretty strong and it wasn't completely torn off, but it was sure screwed up. I first looked for a note, NOPE, why would I have even thought that someone would leave one. Then one of the neighbors who is not a typical pennsportian comes driving down the street, faster than usual. I was worried so I hoped back on the sidewalk, he parked behind us and jumped out of his car. He proceeded to tell us that he was trying to catch up with us before we left. He heard what had happened, caught the driver, took down his license plate before the driver quickly sped off. Also the car was a delivery truck that said the business on the side of it. What an idiot!? So here is a shout out to my nice across the street neighbor for getting our back on this one.

Valentine's Day

2009-02-13T16:58:00.001-08:00

I didnt want to do it, but here is the obligatory Valentine's Day post.

You know what I hate about Valentine's Day, even though I have someone and have had a Valentine for a while now, the day still makes me sad. AJ and I agreed that we wouldnt do anything for each other because we are too broke, but still seeing people get flowers and chocolate and going out to dinner with their lovers makes me feel lonely. I dont know why, maybe I am just tired and burnt out from not having a day off in a while. Who knows, but a wave of Valentine's Day sadness has wafted over me today. I think I just need a day of fun and not work.

Worry...

2009-02-09T16:55:00.001-08:00

You know you truly care about someone when you are more nervous for them and what they are doing, than your own final run thru. Although I dont really do much during this run it turns out everytime I turn around the small list just keeps getting longer and longer, soon I will have a busy show.

Also nothing is worse than when you are working backstage during a show and you are supposed to be ABSOLUTLEY QUITE, and you CANT STOP SNEEZING! Because it is impossible to sneeze quietly and when you try to sneeze quietly, it is EVEN LOUDER!

What is going on!?

2009-01-20T10:32:00.001-08:00

So do you ever look around at what is happening and think, "Really?” Well that was me on Saturday.
I woke up early to go to rehearsal nothing unusual it was Saturday. But I found that I had lost my bus pass last night, so I had to scrounge up something. Luckily I had a token and I found 75 cent in my purse. All good, crisis adverted. I get to work and one of the singers comes in and says to me and another singer, "You would not believe what happened to me on my walk over here." Now I am not thinking, I mean it is 9:50am on a Saturday morning; there aren’t many people out and about. Well apparently that is what this homeless man thought, too. She proceeds to tell us a story about how she was going into the corner market to get breakfast and she sees a man without pants on. She thought ok well that’s weird until she accidentally investigated further to see, not only did this man have no pants on, but he was giving himself a hand job in the window of the corner market. SERIOUSLY!!!! I was like aww man I felt so bad for her, I mean what kind of start to a day is that!

But the day got better, the director gave us a long lunch and took me and the asst. director to lunch at monk's, unfortunately we were working so we did not get to enjoy there luxurious beer list. I don’t think I could have anyways since it is sooooo hot in the rehearsal room I would have fallen asleep.

Then the director lets us out early and since I lost my bus pass I have to go to the train station get a new pass for next week and some tokens for the rest of the day. This all goes off without a hitch, meanwhile I am making my way from the regional rail station to the subway and I am thinking how the transition from regional rail to subway is very interesting, because it goes from regular train station to kinda trashy in like one turn. Then I witness why I am thinking this...all the while grandmaster flash's song "The Message" is playing on my ipod and never before did I understand what he was saying-lyrics to follow...I see this woman pushing a man up against the pillar in the subway station. Me and the lady in front of me stop short in fear that this man is getting mugged and we are going to have to call the cops. But he was not getting mugged at all. In fact he was probably enjoying what was happening to him. This homeless (I assume by looks) woman proceeds to shove her gloved (not medical, but winter gloved) finger up this homeless (I assume) man’s butt. Then pulls out her finger and the only way I could believe that this was in fact what I saw was when she says to another man in the subway, "Do you want one too colonoscopy, butt check?” I have never walked away from the situation faster in my life, because I DID NOT want her asking me for one too. I mean how nasty can you get. I understand that some people do not have homes and still need sexual pleasure, but come on go somewhere more private, GROSS!
I get on the subway, thank god...then I get to my stop and proceed to get off the subway. As I am getting of the subway, at you know not a trashy stop, since it is the independence hall stop, But I hear screaming, and as I turn to take the stairwell that will put me on the right side of the street, I watch a man getting arrested. Who knows what he did, but he did not like the handcuffs that were being placed on him, so to counteract this, he proceeds to cry so hard that he is drooling; with his face slammed against the glass wall he was next to. As I look at him I think I might know him, he just looked like a normal scruffy skater kid. Then he starts screaming, “WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS TO ME YOU DON’T KNOW ME? I WILL SIT DOWN, BUT YOU ARE BREAKING MY WRIST!” I once again just walked very fast out of the subway and just hoped that my bus would come soon and I could get home to get a VERY strange day.

Grandmaster Flash –The Message Lyrics
Broken glass everywhere
People pissing on the stairs, you know they just
Dont care
I cant take the smell, I cant take the noise
Got no money to move out, I guess I got no choice
Rats in the front room, roaches in the back
Junkies in the alley with a baseball bat
I tried to get away, but I couldnt get far
Cause the man with the tow-truck repossessed my car
Chorus:
Dont push me, cause Im close to the edge
Im trying not to loose my head
Its like a jungle sometimes, it makes me wonder
How I keep from going under

Standing on the front stoop, hangin out the window
Watching all the cars go by, roaring as the breezes
Blow
Crazy lady, livin in a bag
Eating out of garbage piles, used to be a fag-hag
Search and test a tango, skips the life and then go
To search a prince to see the last of senses
Down at the peepshow, watching all the creeps
So she can tell the stories to the girls back home
She went to the city and got so so so ditty
She had to get a pimp, she couldnt make it on her
Own

Chorus:
Its like a jungle sometimes, it makes me wonder
How I keep from goin under

My brothers doing fast on my mothers t.v.
Says she watches to much, is just not healthy
All my children in the daytime, dallas at night
Cant even see the game or the sugar ray fight
Bill collectors they ring my phone
And scare my wife when Im not home
Got a bum education, double-digit inflation
Cant take the train to the job, theres a strike
At the station
Me on king kong standin on my back
Cant stop to turn around, broke my sacroiliac
Midrange, migraine, cancered membrane
Sometimes I think Im going insane, I swear I might
Hijack a plane!

Chorus:

My son said daddy I dont wanna go to school
Cause the teachers a jerk, he must think Im a
Fool
And all the kids smoke reefer, I think itd be
Cheaper
If I just got a job, learned to be a street sweeper
I dance to the beat, shuffle my feet
Wear a shirt and tie and run with the creeps
Cause its all about money, aint a damn thing
Funny
You got to have a con in this land of milk and
Honey
They push that girl in front of a train
Took her to a doctor, sowed the arm on again
Stabbed that man, right in his heart
Gave him a transplant before a brand new start
I cant walk through the park, cause its crazy
After the dark
Keep my hand on the gun, cause they got me on the
Run
I feel like an outlaw, broke my last fast jaw
Hear them say you want some more, livin on a
Seesaw

Chorus:

A child was born, with no state of mind
Blind to the ways of mankind
God is smiling on you but hes frowning too
Cause only God knows what you go through
You grow in the ghetto, living second rate
And your eyes will sing a song of deep hate
The places you play and where you stay
Looks like one great big alley way
Youll admire all the number book takers
Thugs, pimps, pushers and the big money makers
Driving big cars, spending twenties and tens
And you wanna grow up to be just like them
Smugglers, scrambles, burglars, gamblers
Pickpockets, peddlers and even pan-handlers
You say Im cool, Im no fool
But then you wind up dropping out of high school
Now youre unemployed, all null n void
Walking around like youre pretty boy floyd
Turned stickup kid, look what you done did
Got send up for a eight year bid
Now your man is took and youre a may tag
Spend the next two years as an undercover fag
Being used and abused, and served like hell
Till one day you was find hung dead in a cell
It was plain to see that your life was lost
You was cold and your body swung back and forth
But now your eyes sing the sad sad song
Of how you lived so fast and died so young

Relaxing

2009-01-09T10:14:00.000-08:00

You know what I dont understand, when someone tells you to relax. I mean if you are mad or uncomfortable or whatever and someone says "Just Relax" its the last thing you can do, it makes you more unrelaxed. So I feel like if I am mad or something dont tell me to relax, just shutup and let me wait it out, then after I am done I will relax. Oh I am turning into my mother.

Senseless Guilty

2009-01-07T16:33:00.000-08:00

Why must those crazy people that stand on the street corner doing either enviroment stuff or childrens international make you feel bad for not stopping and talking to them? I mean even if you talk to me I am not buying what your selling- I barely have enough money for myself for bills and rent.

Starbucks Cup

2009-01-06T09:26:00.000-08:00

I was reading my starbucks cup this morning and it was all about commitment, which I found interesting, since many of my college buddies have gotten engaged over the past two weeks. The last line in this quote from -Anne Morriss- is "To commit is to remove your head as the barrier to your life". I like this quote and I just wanted to share it.

Ice Cream Man

2009-01-06T09:18:00.001-08:00

I opened my front door the other day to say goodbye to AJ when he was going to work. I heard a strange, but familiar song playing in the background. It was the ICE CREAM MAN, which normally brings me LOTS of joy, but on this particular day it was 20 degrees outside. Now what would the "ice cream man" be doing driving around in 20 degree weather? I mean the "ice cream man" is traditionally a summer joy...to hear the song of the "ice cream man" makes me happy because it is 80 to 90 degrees and I could use a cool down item. The last thing I want to do when it is 20 degrees outside is cooldown. Now maybe if the "hot chocolate man" or "hot tea man" was driving around I would be ok with this but not the "ice cream man". But really there is no rhyme or reason to most activities in my neighborhood so I just chalk it up to good old south philly. But then I also think to myself,"Maybe he is selling drugs?"- which would just ruin my childhood love for the ice cream man.

Time for Change

2009-01-06T09:14:00.000-08:00

So since it is new years and I was feeling like I need more inspiration...I have changed my blog. It will now be my daily thoughts...since sometimes I just thinks of things I want to tell people and it bugs me all day, it might be more fulfilling to just write it down and get it in my head. Also it might inspire me to write more often.

Christmas time is here..

2008-12-12T18:05:00.000-08:00

Since it is Christmas time I wanted to invoke some Christmas Spirit and post my favorite Christmas Song from a family favorite

Also since my family refers to me as Sally, I wanted to post this video. It's a little off season, but it proves there theory that me and AJ are Sally and Linus.

-Also a thanks to my Kati love for teaching me how to post videos-

What an ass...

2008-12-11T08:53:00.000-08:00

So today in Melanie fashion I ate it hard on the bus today. I was putting my token in the collector, then the bus pulled forward fast, like it always does. So I should have been prepared but as approached the seats I lost my footing and totally ate it. Luckily being the obnoxiously clumsy person that I am I have learned the least painful way to fall. So straight on my butt I fell. The worst part is not the pain its the embarrasment that you feel when everyone looks at you and asks if you are ok. Which is very nice, I mean I have been through worse. I had a time once when the I fell and everyone driving but laughed as loudly as they could and I still have a leg dent from that. But I am not hurt I just have a bit of a sore butt, they worst part is that is where I have to take my medicine today, so the pain from that and the pain from the fall maybe will just joins teams and equal each other out.

Wacky

2008-12-04T09:12:00.000-08:00

So I noticed today that the times it says you post things on these blogs is a bit off. I mean to think I was posting at 8am is a bit obsurd, since I am barely awake at 8am, let alone had my coffee and am lucid enough to turn on a computer to type. Thats all.

A Rest...

2008-12-02T08:08:00.000-08:00

I havent updated my bloggie in a little while. Life has been crazy a little. My show opened and closed and I must say, whoever thought mannequins would be a good idea in a show that has alot of scene changes is beyond me. Mannequins are made to be set-up and not touched for atleast a month. They are not made be to moved around four times a day and redressed three. It is not like dressing a person, with a person you can hold the sleeve open and they put their arm in the sleeve, with the stupid mannequins you have to put the clothes on and hope for the best. Hope the arm fits in the outfit, hope the hand doesnt fall off, all the while holding the dress up so that you can zipper or snap or whatever the outfit on. Thank God that they didnt want the damn dummies to wear pants that would have been an even bigger annoyance that it already was. Then on top of that to place these things on stage you had to pick these things up and they were taller than me and the bases always fell off. I mean they werent heavy but just so bulky. When those things when into the dumpster or left my sight on Sunday I couldnt have been happier. You know though there is always one prop in every show that just gets under my skin and I am very happy when I dont have to deal with it anymore.

The other thing was that the director was so indecisive that we had to luge so much stuff to the theatre. There were only six principles in the cast, but there were six chorus member then 6 mannequins, but I think we had costumes to dress a cast of 35. Also we ordered a chair, a manndolin and various other things for the show and the director was so attached to the rehearsal props that he refused to use anything else. So there were go money just down the toilet. But all in the all the show went up and was enjoyed by the audience so in the end that is all that matters.

I am so happy that there is not another show this semester, like there was last year so I get a nice easy december before the spring semester starts and the craziness starts

Peeper Problems

2008-09-29T07:21:00.000-07:00

So After this last post I didnt know that the worst was on its way in the form of a little gray cat and his bladder issues.

It was Wednesday, I get a call from AJ saying that Baxter has gone on a tear and peed ALL over the house..ie- the bed, his mic cables, the rug in his studio, various times on the vinyl tiles(but who cares about that--I mean Hello Paper Towels and Natures Miracle) but the bed and the mic cables made me angry. As the disciplinarian that I am I punished him for the his non-litter box excrements. Upon his punishment he was put in his carrier, which I swore would teach him a lesson. So he went in his carrier and proceeded to pee all over himself and then sit in it. After about an hour me and AJ just felt guilty and other than the guilt could not stand the pee stank that was wafting out of his cage. We let him out swearing that the lesson was learned and he will not longer pee on our bed. He was very stinky and gross so he was due for a bath, which I think for any cat has to be the worst punishement of them all. After his bath, he still didnt seem right but we chocked it up to the bath and the events of the day. AJ left for work and I hopped in the shower to get ready. I got out the shower and checked the house to make sure there were no more non-litter box excrements. There weren't and he was just sitting in the living room licking his weenie. I didnt really think anything of it, I just figured he is a boy and he can so he will. I got my hair done and dooned my party dress for the the events that night. As I was preparing to leave the house Baxter then hopped up on the couch and tried to pee on the couch and I moved him on the floor in hopes that would deter him. I was very frustrated and in a huff left him alone hoping for no more peeing.

I then went to Sara's and picked her up for our date to the Wilma's Opening of Tom Stoppard's Rock and Roll. Sara and I arrived in Center City a little early and we were going to get coffee, but then we put our brains in and were like hey lets get a drink instead. I mean we were on a date and all..and anyone knows if you want to get any, you need to get the person liquered up..hehe only kidding. So we went to Valanni's and sat down for a drink and little did we know it was Happy Hour. This is an hour that eludes many theater people since Happy Hour for us usually means that we have to go to work- so we can not include ourselves in this lovely event. So we got a drink each and a appetizer and thank god because the show was 3 hours long and I was already hungry.

After the show we ran out into the lobby to beat the crowds to the beer bin. Then proceeded to enjoy the opening night party. I am two beers in and feeling great, when I get a call from AJ. Baxter is not doing well. The poor guy is sitting on the couch--STILL licking his weenie--and laying in a puddle of his own urine. Gross I know. So I try to calm down AJ and I tell him that I cant come home but if he needs me I will find a way. He thankfully finds a vet to call and the vet talks him through his options. If the poor guy doesnt pee within the hour he has to be taken to the Vet ER, which is place that I still think is interesting. Of course he doesnt pee- he just lays down in pain in his litter box. Meanwhile I am on drink three, hoping for the best. The best didnt happen. I get another call from AJ and Baxter has to go to the ER. So I tell him to bring me different shoes (because I was not sitting in the animal hospital in heels, I mean it was bad enough I was in the party dress and a little drunk) and left the party and went to the ER with the little furball and AJ. The doctor tells us that if he pees that it he is not completely blocked and we can take him home that night with a little medicine and a small bill. But Baxter being the panic machine that he is, he didnt pee. The next step they take is to give him Valum and try to make him pee that way...worst case senario he needs a catheter and has to stay for 24 hours and it will be $600 dollars...If he doesnt need a catheter then we will get some of the $325 downpayment back. They send us home and we start praying for him to pee. Which if you knew our Baxter is NEVER a problem, he pees EVERYWHERE. Needless to say..he doesnt pee..catheter is inserted and not only is he going to have to stay overnight, but for two nights. Our bill is now $1,200. This amount of money me and AJ cant even try to glue together out of paper and saftey pins, I mean we already gave them all our rent money the night before. So we beg for a payment plan and after much deliberation we get it. Now I know we could have transfered him somewhere cheaper, but I know our Baxter and he DOES NOT like travel or change so we figured if we move him it will take him EVEN longer to pee.

Now it is Friday and the hospital has not called and in fear that we will be out even more money we call them and demand that we can take our little Baxter bunns home. They say it is possible, he has peed in the litter box and is ready. We cheer and drive our butts up to UPenn for the third time in three days because it we get him out of there before noon it will stay $1200 dollars. We get there and tell them we are picking Baxter up, fill out our exit papers and get our bill....AJ and I both cringe and look at the bill..CHEAPER THEN WE THOUGHT..TWO HUNDRED DOLLARS CHEAPER..I know not much when you consider, but yay! We get our Bax back and the nurse shoves us off hand us a pill and we beg her for a prescription for the good urinary food , we get it and go home. We figure out when to give him his pill, but something it up. The paper work says we need five days of pills. AJ calls the doc and of course we didnt get enough pills and we have to drive back to UPenn and get more. NOT AGAIN. But we did and Baxter is getting better, he is still groggy, and licking his weenie alot. But he is peeing! So we are happy.

But Today we took Riley(our Kitten) to get neutered so we are going to have two sad cats with wee-wee problems. Oh BOY!

Oh Man...

2008-09-24T08:05:00.000-07:00

My poor little blog..it gets forgotten.. I am so busy reading what everyone else has to say and completely forgetting that I myself should update.

I guess I have just been feeling disenchanted, because everyone I get back on top of my bills and stuff, I get behind again. It is very frustrating, but I know I am not alone in this statement because everytime I talk to my friends they are in the same place. So I cant fret it is just kind of the motto of america now thanks to our fearless leaders that are guiding us down a black hole of bankruptcy. Now I am normally the least political person you would ever meet, I follow what I have to follow but would rarely get involved in anything else. Maybe it is just me growing up or maybe I have finally realized the severity of what is going on in the world right now and figured I should "wake up and pay attention"-quoting Sister Act 2, The movie was on ALL DAY Saturday- AJ's mom sent me this picture today and I couldnt help but include it into this blog because it made me giggle and then cry a little on the inside because it is true.

Cat Attack

2008-08-12T07:23:00.000-07:00

Last night me and AJ went to see the Batman movie, but not only did we just go see it, we fought the crowds and got tickets to see it on imax at the Tuttleman Imax Theatre in the Franklin Institute, which is not really imax it is omnimax so the screen is not only wide but it is tall, Very Tall. Let me tell you, I saw a shark movie or something in this theatre when I was a kid, but nothing is quite as invigorating as an extreme close up of the jokers face surrounding you on a huge screen in the first five minutes of movie. They also run quite a tight schedule at the Franklin Institute as soon as they think most of the audience has gotten seated they start the preshow announcement and after that its movie time, no previews, and do not leave your seat. I was kinda nervous about not leaving my seat, I have a very small bladder and this movie was about two and half hours long, but thankfully I made it through the movie because I don't think I would have found my way out of the theater anyways, because we were packed in like sardines. My only true complaint was that I wish the seats leaned back a little, because in the middle of the movie I had a kink in my neck from having to look up only because the head cushion that held your head in the right place was too tall for me. But all in all it was a great experience and I would definitely go see another movie there.

On another note, Me and AJ have been thinking about getting a new kitten for quite some time now and finally the time has come. Our friends are fostering some kittens that we think are very cute and we are hoping to adopt one of them. So we went last Sunday to check out the little buggers and hang out with them to see which ones would fit us best. Now they are really too little and young to tell which one you love, really I loved them all and if I wanted to be a crazy cat lady I would take all four, but frankly I KNOW I cant handle that. These kittens are four tabby kittens and it is exactly what I was looking for since Baxter is like a perfect tuxedo cat. On our way home from this visit we are walking up to the stoop of our house and out comes running a tabby kitten, well not a full kitten maybe like a toddler cat, but he still seems young. I am feeling friendly and he doesn't look as mean and scary as the rest of the cats in the neighborhood (trust me if you could see them you would know what I mean, one is missing half its hair) so I say hi, not thinking its going to take me on as its new best friend, but he does. So I walk inside the house and shut the door, I don't know the history of this cat and well its a Sunday so there is not much I can do. He sits on our stoop for a while and I think, well I will bring Baxter to the door and it will scare him away. Nope apparently him and Baxter are friends and they continue to hang out for quite a while. Then the cat goes away and we see him again for a week and I just chalk it up to a sign that Baxter is ready for a friend and the kittens we looked at will be perfect.

Until last night, we got home pretty late from the movie since AJ's car is
in the shop AGAIN and we had to take the buses. On our walk up to our house we
have to fit the summer cockroaches, so when AJ turns to me and says, "Oh look
its your friend" I just think its another cockroach. Nope its our little kitty
friend again. We go in the house and leave the glass door shut but the main door
open and once again him and Baxter hang with each other, no hissing just kinda
nose to glass looking at each other. At this point we don't know what to do. I
mean cats are so self sufficient that he looks like he is doing ok, I mean he is
still a kitten and I think might do well for adoption if we take him in. But
also I don't know if maybe he belongs to someone, but he doesn't have a collar
and I already fell in love with these kittens, I really don't want three cats.
But I think I will leave it up to chance, if he comes back a third time then I
might take some action and maybe bring him to paws. Because he is a beautiful
kitten and I think if he isn't someones cat he is still young enough to be
adopted. Who Knows.

Halloween in August

2008-08-11T07:40:00.000-07:00

Today so far has started out as a weird day. I havent slept much because I am having a little bit of a stomach bug, you can just imagine what I mean. I sucked it up and went to work this morning on my bike hoping for the best. But when I went outside it was halloween weather. Which to me is a little strange for the second week in August. But a relief from the heat is always a well liked thing.

I got to work without any emergencies, thankfully. I had already planned out my route according to how I was feeling and made sure there were plently of Starbucks on the way, because they do not say anything if you use their bathroom without a purchase and for that I thank them.

I get to work and parked my bike in the basement, which I must say is always an adventure in of itself, between the little friends I might encounter and the collections of instruments I dont want to run into, but that is a normal thing. Then this is the weird part, I get up to my office and its locked, now I am sure it is locked because it was the weekend but I have gotten to work on Monday before my boss a few times and it has never been locked before, but I unlock the door, turn on the light and drop my stuff off and dont really think much about it. But the minute I put my stuff down in my office I realize that I must go to the bathroom. I leave the office and come back not more than 10 minutes later and all the lights are off again and the door is locked again. This time I am confused and well locked out of my office, since with my purse and my helmet, are my keys to the office. So I go downstairs to the guard at the front desk and tell her what happened and that I am unfortunaty locked out of the office. She told me that maybe I just didnt unlock it completely and it just locked behind me. A nice theory and I had thought about it, but I work in a very old building and the door is a bolt and has no automatic anything and sometimes I am suprised when it closes all the way. Also if that did happen, who turned all the lights off because I know I turned them on because I would not have been able to put my stuff down. A mystery to me since the only other people in the hall other than me are the guys putting in cable lines and I dont think they would have locked it and since it is weird Halloween weather in the middle of August I will blame the incident on a ghost, because I kind of like that theory, since I believe this building is haunted.

Summer Vaca

2008-07-21T18:03:00.000-07:00

Alright so I think it is time to update with what my summer has entailed. I was not able to get unemployment, so my plan for kitty adoption and lazing around during July did not happen. Instead my father got me some work at his job and I have been moving boxes and doing data entry for the whole month. I am happy that it is paying my rent, but I do miss AJ during the week. I have been able to get back to philly every weekend and see my lover and catch up with friends. It was nice to have the time to catch up with my family. But come Thursday I will be done and ready to go home. Then I dont have to keep running back and forth since the train prices have been all over the place. Returning home on Friday will give me a week of freedom before heading back to Curtis for my official job.

But I had some good adventures this summer. Oregon had beautiful weather and The wedding is exactly how it should have been, it didnt rain and it was a glorious night. Jeanette sung and everything.

I am hoping that kitty adoption will take place sometime during August but I have to wait to hear what the pet boss,AJ, says.

Sheer Boredom

2008-06-05T11:14:00.001-07:00

So I have been looking forward to summer vacation, but now I have cleaned the house, watched toomuch tv and done everything I can think of. I am bored. However I am leaving for a much needed vacation tomorrow, so I think the boredom has arrisen from the fact that I cant start any of the projects I have set aside for the summer because I am leaving for vacation.

I am leaving to go to my babys' hometown of Portland, Oregon. He keeps warning me that he might not be able to return back to Philly. But I tell him that I have to come back, even though I might be unemployed now I still have a job and a life. He is dead set on moving back there at some point in his life, which since he wants to be a musician would prob be a good idea. I just dont know, I mean I have been looking and I can not find a single stage manager job. But who knows what the future holds. It is a beautiful city that is all about supporting the local artist and farmer. It is also the beer capital of the world and everyone knows I love my beer. Portland has the most brewpubs anywhere. I went to many of them on AJ's 21st Birthday, to the point that I cant remember all of them, maybe I was just too drunk. The tourist website is even cool for this city,http://www.travelportland.com/. Also not to be missed, the shopping in Portland is great. If only it didnt rain so damn much.

I just hope I get him on the plane to come back here because if not he better be sending me checks for the rent.

Biking

2008-05-06T16:25:00.000-07:00

You know normally I try to just brush this stuff off, but nothing is more enraging then when you are biking and people feel that the right thing to do is to taunt you. I have gotten everything from (and I am sure every biker can honestly relate, I know it isnt just me), "Nice Helmet, Dork" to "You look hot on that bike" or getting very close to your back wheel and honking the horn, so loud you almost fall off your bike. But the one that just pushed me over the edge tonight was someone passing me and going really slow by me to say, "You dropped something." Since they looked honest I stopped my bike and looked back thinking that it was nice of them to let me know. Then as soon as I stopped I heard the girl laughing. In a rage I sped up and decided at the next light I would get in front of the douchebag car and go very slow. Which I did for about two blocks, they were able to finally pass me and they said it again. What an asshole. Like get a new joke. So I gave them the finger and stopped myself from raming my bike into their bumper at the next stop sign. I just was soo pissed. I mean what makes people think it is ok to be rude to people on bikes. Sorry that we are doing something good for the enviroment and not polluting the air with more and more fumes. It is always people in SUVs too. Are they just mad people they have to spend $70 dollars in gas every week or so and I get to work for free? Whatever it is, it is just rude, plain rude.

P.S. If you enlarge the picture it is an ad telling cars to make more room for bikes on the road. I thought only fitting.

A New Moon

2008-04-09T07:29:00.000-07:00

After much thought about the situation, I figured I might as well blog about it. It all happened Sunday night. And I will stand by the fact that I did not drink at all this night so it was not a crazy drunken moment on my behalf. I know I have had many but this, this is not one of them. I digress. It was a normal Sunday night and I had taken my medicine, which sometimes can give me the flu, sometimes it doesnt. I decided in my head that this night it wouldnt so I skipped the ibuprofen regiment and decided to just go to bed instead. I laid in bed restless for an hour and then around 1:30 I finally feel asleep. After two hours of solid sleep I woke up with a headache, well really a migraine, that was so instense I thought that my entire being was being pulled through the middle of my forehead in a swirling pattern. I knew that I would never be able to wake up AJ to get headache medicine for me, so I decided to rough it and take the walk to the bathroom. The only comfortable walking position I could find was a very similar style to the Hunchback of Notre Dame, so I am sure in my half-asleep, numb foot, extreme headache frame of mind, was a very amusing thing to see. When I finally made it to the bathroom I grabbed what I thought was ibuprofen and was about to take it until my brain took over. I turned on the light in the bathroom and decided that before I take something that could end up being like fish oil or something I should check to make sure I am taking the right medicine. I was thank god, so I proceeded to take two ibuprofens, turn off the bathroom light and hunchback it back to bed. I told AJ about my headache and his response was, "Aww baby go to sleep", which he does not remember even saying. I went back to sleep. Until an hour later, when I got a tap on my shoulder. It was AJ and he woke me up to say,"What is this?" "What is what? I was sleeping" I thought to myself. Until I opened my eyes and looked over to find AJ sleeping in a dracula-like pose with the two-step metal step stool on top of him. In the calmest way possible I turned to him and said, "Lets just put that away and go back to sleep." He looks at me with fear and is wondering how the ladder got there and who did it. Honestly I have NO IDEA who did this. So we quickly check the house to make sure we were not being robbed, we werent. Nothing was out of place. Well except for the step ladder. The only conclusion is that I did it. But to be 100% honest, I dont remember it and cant believe I did it because I could barely move with the headache I was experiencing.

Lets just say the step ladder incident in my house is still a mystery. I have done some research though of that night. I never thought I was someone affected by the moons, but apparently that night was a new moon, in which the moon is completely dark, so my only conclusion is that the moon made me crazy and I was sleepwalking.

Spring is here!

2008-03-22T17:01:00.000-07:00

Its been a long...strange winter. It wasn't a cold winter..I have lived through much colder winters. But there was something long and sad about this winter. Maybe it was the uneasiness of the constant changing in weather, making the cold feel colder. Every warm day made the winter just feel more present. There was just no sense of solidity, it wasn't like it used to be. As a human you used to know it was winter and everyday was going to be short and cold and there is always the hope of debilitating snow. Not this winter, one day you wake up and it is 70 degrees and the next day it was 25. Something in that just leaves me in a strange and sad mindset. But all is well because now it is finally spring. My winter blues are subsiding. I can get out more often. Me and AJ have finally started being serious about our exercising, which is good because all winter I gave up on begging him to join me. Also I went to the store and bought myself some pretty daffodils for my desk to bring the spring cheer ever closer.

getting better..

2008-02-29T14:38:00.000-08:00

After a few weeks of getting used to the way I have been seeing the world for the past month...it seems to be clearing up finally. Today is the first day I truly noticed that my left eye is starting to see the way my right eye does. This is cause for a celebration..but not too soon as I dont want to jinx this.

I am currently working on a show that is starting to be my favorite show of the season. It is thought provoking and all in all good. It is also nice to move away from classical music and listen to some spanish music with a different flavor.

Bathtime

2008-02-01T19:32:00.000-08:00

We decided that after too many hairball pukes...we should give Baxter a bath...He was not pleased...here are some pictures of his reaction.

Never too late!

2008-02-01T18:52:00.000-08:00

I thought I should post some photos from AJ's birthday...We decidedd to turn our house into a western wonderland.
Welcome to the.....
O.K. Corral
We started playing Trivial Pursuit...

After too many drinks and too difficult of questions...

Pin the Tail on the Donkey seemed a better fit
I think I cheated
Obviously AJ didnt care

Rachel was on the money...

Brian wasnt so far off himselfIts pin the TAIL on the donkey..lets keep this clean
Deb didnt feel that the face mask was enough for her

That is not even near the tail

The boys are hanging..
Nothing new here.

This is when we all decided to give the finger..
Of course mine was in my nose
Way to do it girls..
Apparently they amused themselves
All in all it was a good party!!

Black and White

2008-01-30T14:48:00.000-08:00

I would love to say that my vision is getting better, but so far, it seems the same. I almost feel I am destined to see the rest of my life in half 3-D vision. It doesnt really bother me so much anymore, I just I am starting to get used to it.
With this whole eye thing I start to think about what it is taking away from me. I have always been someone who is sorta a color whore. I mean, when I was 13 I decided to paint my bedroom lime green and my dressers a very brite lilac shade. I love yellow, brite green, purple, everything. The brighter the better. Which I guess is also why spring is my favorite season, because it is the time the colors come out to play again. So maybe somewhere my left eye couldnt take it anymore and it decided that I had abused it for too long. Now it can hardly handle the extreme shades. It has started to self-mute everything. The weirdest thing is when I close my right eye and I am in a room that is rather dark and grey and everything look the same color. Its almost like I see in black and white.
I know it hasnt been long enough and the doctors say it is going to heal itself, but after it happening twice, there is a likely-hood it will happen again. So in the mean time, after this eye heals I think I just might take a step back and enjoy the colors around me and the joy they have brought to my life all these years. I will also enjoy being able to watch tv, a movie with both eyes open.

I think when I grow-up I want to plant an entire garden of tall sunflowers, because that would bring me daily joy.

Warranty Expired

2008-01-21T08:20:00.000-08:00

Some days... I swear I dont leave the couch or exit out of my pajamas. Some days I get so much done I amaze even myself. Friday was one of those days. When I was 20 about to turn 21, I noticed that my vision had started to go a little strange. Thinking that I was just getting older and I ignored, until finally a friend gave me some advice that I will never fully understand but whatever it worked. He told me, "A hard head, makes a soft ass." I took from that, being stubborn makes you fat and lazy, I think. But really no one wants a soft ass, so I went to the hospital and had my eye checked. It turned out that his advice was true and I had optic neuritis, which lead to lots of doctors and more medical drama, which is a story for another day. I thank him all the time for making me go to the hospital that day, because I might not have ever went and my life would be alot different. In the end my vision was fixed and I could see normal again.

Two and half years later, I noticed a similar change in my vision. Resting on the notion that my doctor told me the cure was only guaranteed for two years and with anything as soon as the warranty is expired, it breaks. I figured it was time to go to the doctor. I make an appointment with an eye doctor, because I needed new glasses anyway, but that was not soon enough for my neurologist. She sent me to the eye hospital again. But this time I went in there with a vengeance. I was not going to sit in the lobby for 12 hours. I wanted to get in and out. I went at 8am and was the only person there. So I did get in and diagnosed in about 1.5 hours, which is not bad. But then I was rushed over to the Wills Eye Building to see my old Neuro-Optomalagist and he gave me the steroids that would fix my eye. 2 hours later I was then rushed downstairs for a crazy eye test. This was all done in time for me to still get to my hair appt. at 1 o'clock, then get my blood taken, and then head to work and get there by 2:45. I was nearly astonished that I was at work even 15 minutes early. Then I finished typing a schedule and was at Target filling a prescription by 5:30 and home by 6:30.

I must say it is weird to see the world the way I am seeing it now, but hopefully when I get the steroids, my eye will fix itself again.

New Year, back to work

2008-01-04T07:56:00.000-08:00

It was a good new year for me. I had a nice long break, which was just long enough to get comfortable in, a crazy new years day celebration and a good christmas. I only say a good Christmas because, although I love the time with my family I missed AJ. It is so hard when you spend almost every day of your life with someone to have them gone during the time of year you should share with that person. Especially since I like Christmas but I mean not as much as AJ and he is my Christmas spirit, he is the person that does not allow me to be grinchy during that time of year. New years day on my street is something that, had been explained to me but I never really realized the chaos that would ensue. I mean people drinking and the cops watching and not caring is astonishing to me. The crowds were nuts. I was almost peed on, on my way home, which was only across the street and around the corner. I looked in the garbage can in front of my house and was not suprised when I found many a beer can in there.

I also helped my parents babysit my three year old cousins during this break. I adore them, I think they are some of the most well behaved children. If I could have kids like them, I would be so happy, They also, as with most children, see the world so differently then me and it is so refreshing. Not to mention I think I lost like ten pounds that day just running after them at the playground. A question, when did they start making slides out of rollers and not just silver metal sheets? and why did this happen after I was a kid, because these slides were the fastest slides ever!

I am hoping if the start to my year is a sign to how the rest of my year will be then, maybe I can say it will be a good year!

Winter Break

2007-12-10T07:32:00.000-08:00

So this has been an adventure of a fall. It started slow in September at my new job. Just working a few hours everyday, then during the weekends I would stage manage dinner theatre.

Then came October, rehearsals started and I felt like a theatre person again. I would rehearse every night for Figaro. Then craziness. Once Figaro opened, since it was only four shows, I had to immediatly start working on my next show which opened just a few days after Thanksgiving. Since this show was in the studio space it was up to me and my boss to strike all the lights, rehang them, get the set and props together, and set up the risers for the seats. All of which wasnt hard until we got to the risers. I used to be strong, but have since gotten out of shape and the risers were heavy. Luckily we got through it.

The only battle wound I recieved was when I was screwing stuff into the floor, which should have been the easy part until I screwed right into my pinky. I squeezed my pinky with the opposite hand and walked briskly out of the room, hoping no one would come after me and make a big deal of it. (Because the thing is, if I just pretend it doesnt hurt I can bandage it and move on, but if someone makes a big deal of it then I feel like I should be in pain and thats just annoying. Maybe I am just stubborn.) But in the end all was well. I have a pinky and it has finally fully healed. The show went off, pretty well, some gliches but what can you do, it is an old space.

Now I am back into my easy schedule of working a few hours, nap in the afternoon and weekends off. Maybe a week off, just thrown somewhere in the mix. I will enjoy every minute of it while I can, because once January 22nd rolls around it will be chaos for me again.

Breakfast..yum

2007-10-19T09:25:00.000-07:00

Every Morning and Afternoon when I ride my bike to work I drive by Morning Glory and become immersed in the warm smells of maple syrup, french toast, coffee, eggs, pancakes and all the wonderful smells of breakfast. It makes my mouth water and images of coffee in a metal mug and monkey toast dance through my head. But then it all comes to a crash when I realize I am on my bike and should in fact be paying attention to the road ahead of me and not food.

Old Friends and Dinner

2007-10-10T08:29:00.000-07:00

Last night me and some friends had an impromptu dinner party. It was so much fun...we got all fancied up and Kati's lovely new boyfriend Rory made us dinner as we drank wine and chit-chatted. I got to wear my new dress from Target, which was a great find actually I feel very mod in it. I was very excited about this flashback in fashion since my I always said I should have been born in that time period. The dinner was great and delicious and because we are jerks we had a toast to Rory not being Kati's ex-boyfriend, who was a piece of work. Then Rory made us individual pumpkin bundt cake with caramel topping, which was delicious. Typically I am not a fan of pumpkin flavored things but these, maybe because they were covered in caramel, were very tasty.

It is almost strange that throughout everything that has gone on, me and Kati are still friends because neither of us are the same people we were when we entered room 603 at 1500 Pine 5 1/2 years ago. We have grown up together and have seen each other through many different changes and periods in our life. I am glad to have someone in my life that can remember that crazy things that happened in that dorm room, because it was one of the best places to live as a freshman and it was biggest apartment I ever lived in, in this city.

Nudie in the Morning

2007-10-08T09:23:00.000-07:00

There are some things that a person does not want to see first thing in the morning. Poop, Dead Animals, etc. This morning topped it. I was approaching my work building on 17th and Locust. A nice neighborhood, you dont expect much craziness, but its Philadelphia so you never know. As I walk up the street I see a man bending over massaging his legs. Which you know maybe he pulled a muscle, whatever. Then I look further and I ask myself, "Why do I see bare butt?...hmm..OH MY GOD..this homeless man has NO pants on!" I threw up in mouth a little. I was like if this man turns around and I see his man bits I might throw up and never have sex again, well never say never. But I might be pretty thrown for a while. I taught myself to walk with my eyes covered, passed the man and never looked back. I never saw his goodies and I am a better person for that. So well..Good Morning Melanie, Welcome to Philadelphia.

Fall is almost here!

2007-09-27T09:02:00.000-07:00

Now that I have graduated from school and such I have grown to love the joy of September. It is so fresh and crisp. You can break out your warmer clothes and be excited about it, because you have had enough of sweating and wearing next to nothing to be comfortable in the August heat. I do have to say goodbye to the beach, which I love, but nonetheless I am excited for cool weather, pumpkins, Halloween, October beer and sweaters. I love the fall fashion more than anything else also, because it really is anything goes.

But September has flown by. I started my new job. This month has been super easy just working mornings and taking naps in the afternoon sun. Which is fun but is starting to get a little boring, since I am slightly a work-a-holic. Getting weekends off, sorta, since I was still doing Saturday nights at the dinner theatre. But as October starts so does rehearsals. I am excited I get to do what I am good at again.

I taped a floor out yesterday, which was an easy job as compared to my many taping adventures last year. Moving rooms, hand drawn floor plans, Controlling director....The works. But this one was simple, just doors and flat walls, but it is Opera so to much might confuse the singers. No offense you opera singers out there.

Boredom

2007-09-03T12:11:00.001-07:00

I am going slowly crazy. It is labor day so none of my favorite websites are updated and I am sitting in cubicle staring at the wall. I looked at the internet so intently for 40 minutes I think I went into a slight daze. When I came to from this daze I forgot where I was. I was then sadly reminded that I was not in bed. It is a going to be a long day.

On a different note: I am amazed at the audacity of people sometimes. I was in a situation where there was an opportunity work on extra show. I had to decline the date of this show because I have work that day. The other person who does my job also was unavailable to work this date. Since neither of us were available, she then proceeds to request that I take off of my job for that show and work it. Oh sure, let me call out of my new job the second week I am there to work a show. That is not going to happen. I just really hate it when people think there lives and there jobs are more important than yours and that you should do all the extra work.

Anniversary

2007-08-29T07:32:00.000-07:00

Yesterday was my two year anniversary. I cant believe it has been two years with AJ. There has been times that I want to kill him but other times he is truly my best friend. We both were too broke and overworked from trying to make ends meet this summer so we didnt get each other presents. We started the day off by going to the beach. We have turned into such beach bums this summer. I love it. I would spend the entire summer on the beach if I could. I have always wanted to learn to surf. I am getting better at boogie boarding,though. One summer I swear I am going to take surfing lessons. I am not someone who can just lay on the beach and tan all day, I need to get into the water and swim. We then went home and since we didnt get each other presents, we decided that we should get a joint gift for ourselves.

We have been researching new televisions without really telling each other. Then AJ said he wanted to get the sports package for football and have friends over for Sunday night football. Well when he dropped this bomb on me I decided we need to new TV so I can hide on Sundays, since I am not the biggest football fan. Anyways, I digress, we went to Best Buy we found a TV we liked two days ago, but in regular AJ fashion he wanted to go home and research it first. After a night of obsession and research, he informed me that, the TV we found was perfect for us. Many reasons We then bought the TV last night in celebration of our anniversary we bought it!! It the first big purchase of my whole life. Granted it still technically belongs to Best Buy, we hope to pay it off in a year. So now we are in debt, but we have a nice new 32inch flat-screen television. YAY!! Now we have have movies nights at our house.

Now to cap off our wonderful celebration of making it work for two years, we are going to try to go to a Phillies/Mets game tonight with our favorite Mets fans. We wouldnt have it any other way.

rest, what rest?

2007-08-27T08:16:00.000-07:00

So I told myself that this summer I would take some time off of theatre and rest. Well that sure didnt happen. I think I am more tired right now than I was all year long. I have been on this marathon. I work fridays and saturdays from 9am-12am, what was I thinking, working in the morning and doing a show at night. I could kick myself. I need a real vacation.
I start my new job next Thursday I am soooooooo excited. I will have a steady schedule. I will be working just one job, yay!! and I will be doing what I love.
Tomorrow is my two year anniversary with my lover, we have been too broke to buy each other presents so we are treating ourselves to the beach. Oh I cant wait to just lay in the sun and enjoying the last bits of summer. I miss summer when it is gone, I hate cold weather, it makes me sad.
Well this has been such a random rant. OH well. I am bored it happens.

Job Switching

2007-08-17T12:48:00.001-07:00

You know the old saying.."The only thing you need to get a(blank) is a (blank)"...it works with lovers, apartments, jobs, or anything that is tiring and hard to get. Well in my case it has to do with jobs. I started this summer depressed. I just finished at the Walnut, which I must say was one of my favorite jobs ever. I loved my boss and loved the respect the Walnut gives even its lowliest of employees, it's apprentices. They treated us as if we were full time employees and we never had to scrub a toilet. Althougth I will say that in my 20's so far the one thing I have learned the most is how to make a good cup of coffee. Anyways...After the Walnut I was jobless and I am not someone who likes to be jobless well and moneyless to be honest. I applied to everything I could and thought I was qualified for, I started work at a dinner theatre, then I started working in a box office.
The box office I love, it's easy, I work with entertaining older ladies and did I mention it's easy. Then the dinner theatre well, not my favorite, I have never worked in a restaurant before and I never thought it would be my cup of tea, but I figured it was worth a shot and I should try everything before I die.
So its August and I am finally getting settled into my two jobs. I dont know if I can handle two jobs, just because I am easily distracted, but I have to pay the rent so there I am.
Then a week into said jobs I get a call, this call is interviewing me for a job that I would love. I then get this job that I love, or hope I love because it is something I went to college for. But of course this job will take all my time and pay me enough so I will not need to work my two jobs. Mind you, I have NEVER quit a job in my life, ok maybe once when I was sixteen I worked at Wet Seal and just stopped showing up, but I have never properly quit a job. I was nervous. I had just gotten these two jobs and am starting to get in a groove and now I am going to have to tell my new bosses that I am leaving. So I put on my big girl pants and approach my bosses, my box office boss took it well, she understood and congragulated me on said position and wished me well in the future. Dinner theatre boss, however was not pleased. I am not suprised, I had to convince her that, well I was leaving this job and she was going to have to accept it or not, but as of the end of September I was gone. I was giving her a month and a half of notice, which I think is plenty of time, because I was always told that two weeks is the rule of thumb. To be honest I am dreading the next couple of weeks there because of the original treatment of the news. I hate being the cause for drama, who does, and to work somewhere, where someone is smitting me the whole time is going to be painful. We will see.
I just can't wait for this new job to begin. I feel like I am finally doing something worthwhile. I must say it is hard to start your career out of college working at a place you love, then having to leave it as soon as you got settled.