So, Friday morning (mere hours after my photo shoot) I tripped on the stairs at work and twisted my ankle. It hurt like nothing I have ever experienced before, but then it seemed okay about a half hour later. Ok, so it was swelling and my foot looked like a pork chop with toes, but I couldn't feel much of anything.
Well, I went home,...
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bigdaddysteve73:
Thank you for the add, you are a very beautiful woman.
hypnogogic:
HALLOWEEN
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tragicallyhipuk:
Hey, great photos 
and the cheeky smile in the last one is fantastic
and the cheeky smile in the last one is fantastic
big_trouble:
Well done, Bellicose. The wink at the end is bigtime cute.
Golly. It's been a while. I am just starting to emerge from my horrendous summer schedule. So, yay.
My show closed on Sunday, which was bittersweet as it often is. I certainly won't miss doing the show because it had reached the point where it was no longer creatively challenging to me. Plus, I got paid, so that's really good.
I'll be back to updating...
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My show closed on Sunday, which was bittersweet as it often is. I certainly won't miss doing the show because it had reached the point where it was no longer creatively challenging to me. Plus, I got paid, so that's really good.
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bridgetwnpeddler:
Summer has been beautiful but now comes the best part.. . I always love Septembers and Octobers... the Fall transition.
I like these questions. I have answered them before, but I am in a different mood today and therefore a different person.
1. You can press a button that will make any one person explode. Who would you choose?
Bye-bye mean actor guy who bitched me out for not scheduling him in his "preferred time slot"
2. You can flip a switch that will wipe...
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1. You can press a button that will make any one person explode. Who would you choose?
Bye-bye mean actor guy who bitched me out for not scheduling him in his "preferred time slot"
2. You can flip a switch that will wipe...
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nuadventure:
I am so blown away at your writing ability. This
is why I'm afraid to set up my own blog on this
site. I just don't have that level of creativity.
Anyway, the dead person I wish I could bring
back to life would be Freddie Mercury.
is why I'm afraid to set up my own blog on this
site. I just don't have that level of creativity.
Anyway, the dead person I wish I could bring
back to life would be Freddie Mercury.
oxy:
Im hoping from answer 9 that when you in the uk your gonna come see me?
You know what? People were mean to me today, but I don't even care. I am having a teriffic day. My newest article got published in a local mag and they asked me to do 3 more for next month. Damn, I love getting paid to do something I'd otherwise do for free.
I had a great evening out last night doing research for my...
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healthyparanoid:
my birthday is on a sunday - guess where we're going on my birthday?
healthyparanoid:
stripperoekee??? hrm... that sounds like a crazy idea, i can't decide - i'll ponder
So, one of the actors in my show unintentionally insulted me last night and I can't seem to get over it. We were joking around about the fact that he is married to an Equity (professional) stage manager and that I must be brave for agreeing to work with him. I leaned over and jokingly whispered to him, "It's my first time." To which he...
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healthyparanoid:
Well - you saw my first stage show ever, so I guess I had some of the same issues you may be dealing with - you just have more responsibility.
Let me say this - if he said it in a kind way, then I suppose he was trying to be homely and make you comfortable - telling you, "ya I know it's your first time, but I'm here to help and I'll take all your cues and orders with a big smile."
However, these people are few and far between. So, if you want me to kick his ass - I'll gladly do so. If not - then you and I can get absolutely hammered after your final performance
my treat . I can also bring some rope...
And let me know if you need any help with thems papers - eye kan rite gude
Let me say this - if he said it in a kind way, then I suppose he was trying to be homely and make you comfortable - telling you, "ya I know it's your first time, but I'm here to help and I'll take all your cues and orders with a big smile."
However, these people are few and far between. So, if you want me to kick his ass - I'll gladly do so. If not - then you and I can get absolutely hammered after your final performance
my treat . I can also bring some rope...And let me know if you need any help with thems papers - eye kan rite gude
healthyparanoid:
i did 
A friend just sent me an email. Along with the subject line "I miss you, but..." it said,
"I am concerned about you. I am getting emails from you that say they were sent at 4:45 in the morning and text messages that say you sent them at midnight. Do you ever sleep?
Ok. I already know the answer to that question. No, you don't....
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"I am concerned about you. I am getting emails from you that say they were sent at 4:45 in the morning and text messages that say you sent them at midnight. Do you ever sleep?
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fairyjochen:
fresh lasagnas
healthyparanoid:
hopefully: aug 16th - in my own apartment
- in my own apartmentEveryone knows the effect that music can have on memory. You know how it is, you are going about your business and suddenly, there is the whisper of a song playing on some passing car stereo and you are brought back to your 21st birthday when they played NIN's "Closer" and your crush had you up against the mirror of a smokey dance club. Or...
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oxy:
songs are like waypoints on the map of memory.
hadjischlomo:
Dude, I know what you mean. Good to share this stuff, and better that you are attuned to these things than not.
I think of a New Yorker article I read within the past few months about Muzak, and how heavily engineered the emotional experience of music can be sometimes, that it can be a tool of manipulation. Sometimes this shit is pretty transparent, but we can all unwittingly become sheep in the marketplace.
So I think the more we understand our own emotions and how a particular piece of music has a really personal, subjective effect that is unique to our individual experience, the more the mosic becomes our own point of reference.
Better, of course, for music to be a point of departure for self-discovery than to let it be an endless sentimental tape loop. But it's also cool and trippy how immediate the association can be, that music can give us a full glimpse at ourselves at another time and place. It can help us separate the wheat from the chaff.
But there will probably always be some songs, many of them sappy, that will almost always make me bawl, like "Sunshine on my Shoulder," which makes me think of a sad movie I saw about a kid who's mom died of cancer, and watching it as a little kid gave me a huge fear of losing my mom, or the first real visceral notion of what death might be about.
There's also a 70s pop/countryish song, I think maybe even by Olivia Newton John, that goes "Please mister, please, don't play B-17; it was our song, it was his song, now it's oo-oo-ooo-ver." Breaks me up every time, first hitting me at a time of homesickness at summercamp when I was 8 years old, then later thinking of friends and loved ones who died.
Beyond the emotional and evocative potential of music, maybe there's also some pieces of profound truth that resonate. I think of how many songs give me goosebumps, and part of that has to be that the music somehow resonates with what and where I am at that moment.
I think of a New Yorker article I read within the past few months about Muzak, and how heavily engineered the emotional experience of music can be sometimes, that it can be a tool of manipulation. Sometimes this shit is pretty transparent, but we can all unwittingly become sheep in the marketplace.
So I think the more we understand our own emotions and how a particular piece of music has a really personal, subjective effect that is unique to our individual experience, the more the mosic becomes our own point of reference.
Better, of course, for music to be a point of departure for self-discovery than to let it be an endless sentimental tape loop. But it's also cool and trippy how immediate the association can be, that music can give us a full glimpse at ourselves at another time and place. It can help us separate the wheat from the chaff.
But there will probably always be some songs, many of them sappy, that will almost always make me bawl, like "Sunshine on my Shoulder," which makes me think of a sad movie I saw about a kid who's mom died of cancer, and watching it as a little kid gave me a huge fear of losing my mom, or the first real visceral notion of what death might be about.
There's also a 70s pop/countryish song, I think maybe even by Olivia Newton John, that goes "Please mister, please, don't play B-17; it was our song, it was his song, now it's oo-oo-ooo-ver." Breaks me up every time, first hitting me at a time of homesickness at summercamp when I was 8 years old, then later thinking of friends and loved ones who died.
Beyond the emotional and evocative potential of music, maybe there's also some pieces of profound truth that resonate. I think of how many songs give me goosebumps, and part of that has to be that the music somehow resonates with what and where I am at that moment.
Did a little drinking yesterday because it was my friend Trisha's birthday. Actually, we have been celebrating it since Saturday, when we had drinks with friends at our usual bar and then went to her house for a slumber party. That was fun. Mostly, we drank frozen Mango Mojitos and wandered around the garden looking for her rogue cat, Beryl.
Last night, we had drinks...
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franie:
Sounded like a hell of a good time. Hot shirt!
hadjischlomo:
Damn, you are so pretty. Glad you are having fun.
My name (IRL) means poisonous berry full of grace, which sounds like it ought to be a hail mary of sorts...
Poisonous Berry,
Full of Grace,
The whiskey is with thee.
Blessed art thou among vixens,
and blessed are the words
of thy lips.
Bitter Berry,
Mother of Dog,
pray for us lovers now,
and at the hour of happy.
Lately I think I have...
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Poisonous Berry,
Full of Grace,
The whiskey is with thee.
Blessed art thou among vixens,
and blessed are the words
of thy lips.
Bitter Berry,
Mother of Dog,
pray for us lovers now,
and at the hour of happy.
Lately I think I have...
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healthyparanoid:
*sigh*
*gasp*
*sigh*
[there needs to be a drool smiley here]
*gasp*
*sigh*
[there needs to be a drool smiley here]
venenumliscens:
Your new pics look good in the new pic you posted