Sharks won. Brilliant game. We get free pizza they did so well. Got home at around 10:30(?), went immediately to bed, slept till 11. mmmmmm.

Rachel tagged me way long ago to post for 8 days, saying at least one thing that made me happy about my day. I figured I should wait until I actually could commit to posting 8 days in a row, hence the delay.

+ Winter Break. Meaning 13 days in Santa Cruz. Since both my parents have come out and visited me in the past seven months, I'm most excited for my sister, my kittie, the beach, and non-existant weather. I told the last bit to my Mom a week or so ago, and she warned me, saying "I don't know Caitlin, it's been pretty chilly the past couple days. Today it didn't get above 45." I laughed.

+ My baby computer. Because Peabody is a 3.5 year old POS with a 3-minute battery that takes seven minutes to turn on, I got a 1.5 G EeePC computer. Tiny tiny. About the size of two mass-market paperbacks next to each other. Her name is Sylvia (I don't know, it came to me), turns on in about 30 seconds, runs some sort of Linux for people who don't need to know anything about Linux, and is all together adorable. I asked for a portable hard-drive for Christmas, so if that happens then I'll be able to use her for music and pictures and stuff, too.

+ My last class. "Landslides, Floods, and Earthquakes, Oh My!" Geo for non-geo majors. So much fun. My final presentation was about the Loma Prieta earthquake, which was super easy but still fun and informative etc. The professor wanted us all to come up with cute little titles for our projects, and I was the only one who did: The Quake Heard Round the World (series).

+ TEOGROMITMM went super well. The best I've acted ever, by far. Plus I got to fake a seizure, which is always fun.

+ And it's actually not the last time I act at CC. I was cast in All in the Timing, which is TW's sixth block show.

+ I was able to sleep through the majority of the first flight today, Springs to Phoenix. The plane was balls-ass-cold, and it wasn't exactly comfortable, but I got a whole mini-row to myself, which was golden. (I kind of hate that I've started saying that now. It just makes me think of The Outsiders

+ Tom (the dept. chair) wants me to become a dramaturg. While working as an actual dramaturg would be fun, I really don't think I could deal with getting the degree. But Tom said that I could if I wanted to, which is very flattering, since that what he got his masters and phD in. Instead I am 95% sure that I am going to apply to Yale for Stage Managing, because if I get into that and last the three years and do my thesis with a Yale Rep production, I'll get my AEA card and be set for life. Which is a very cool thought.

I think they're about to start boarding my plane, so I'll leave it at that.

So last Friday I got a vertical labret. I don't have a picture yet, but below you can find the text of my bmezine experience write-up if you're curious (there's somewhat graphic descriptions of the needle going through, if you don't like that stuff...)

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Stolen from willfully

• Put your media player of choice on shuffle.
• List the first fifteen songs that come up (skipping titles like "Fugue in D Minor") and add "in my pants" to the end.
• Bold the ones that actually made you LOL

1. Rimshot in my pants
2. Peace and Hate in my pants
3. Rock Lobster in my pants
4. Cure for the Itch in my pants
5. Africa Bamba in my pants
6. Prologue/Tradition in my pants
7. Ice, Ice, Baby in my pants
8. Sometimes I Wake Up Crying in my pants
9. The Way You Move in my pants
10. It aint necessarily so in my pants
11. Near You Always in my pants
12. Jesus Christ Superstar in my pants
13. Vibes and Stuff in my pants
14. Cocoon in my pants
14. The Rockafellar Skank in my pants

I think my favorite is 4.

Class is starting to pick up in intensity; the last two days we've been building and covering flats, constructing jacks, and building a ramp. Donna (the prof) is pleased with Team Megatron (Kasi, Meg, Colin, Nolan, and me). Tomorrow we're learning to weld and about rigging, and then Monday we're taking a field trip to Home Depot (so excited).

I've been working out around 3 times a week for the past two weeks, and I'm enjoying it (for the most part). The gym has cable, and it's a good place to memorize lines. I'm mainly doing it to increase my stamina, because Hamlet is making me SO out of breath it's ridiculous. I have to sing, wail, slam dance, change sets, kick ass, and generally run around, in stilettos, in a corset. o.O But my costume is inCREDible, so it's all worth it. Plus I get to make my hair fun again (it's been black/dark brown since mid-october).

I'm going to be Artistic Director for TW again next year, which is exciting. I'm stoked for next year's board. And I met with Andrew and refined my senior project: a night of three one-act plays, with the same primary casts in each. Now I just have to decide WHAT plays to do - I've been given a stack of 7+ anthologies. I'll be doing it third block, so Andrew can be my adviser. Presentations are next Thursday, so I have to start working on that.

It's always weird when you have a dream about someone that you interact with often, especially if the dream is extremely mundane. I had a dream that I was eating in Rastall with a guy I see quite often and a bunch of other people, and that he had a tattoo in Hebrew behind his ear. Except my subconscious couldn't figure out what Hebrew looked like, so it looked like Latin. And i asked him what it meant, and I kept hearing him say something about "syllables", but really he was saying "celibacy". Yeah.

Today was one o the most stressful days I've had in a very long time. 9-12 I had class, 12-12:30 I had the TW Board meeting, 12:30-1:40 was eating lunch/finishing my research paper, 2:00 was a job interview for the summer, 2:15-3 was work, 3-3:30 was CPB meeting, 3:30-4 was work, 4-4:45 was meeting with Andrew. Sheet.

This weekend is packed full of things I want/need/should go to... lots of senior shows, and the student musical theater show, and battle of the bands. And I have to clean my room ('cause I think my Pile O' Clothes is adding to my stress factor, do laundry, draw working and isometric diagrams of a flight of stairs, and prepare my senior thesis proposal. And I need to get my taxes ready to send out. I payed about $30 to use the HRBlock software to do my state taxes, and I get a measly $4 return from California. wth.

and I need a back massage; my shoulders are super tense.

One last quick thing: I finished stretching my ears! 4g ftw.

I'm so glad I live on a hill.

I'm not sure where the outbreak started, but it must have been fairly far away. Nothing out of the ordinary happened on the drive down to the Boardwalk; I mean, yeah traffic was a little thin but I wasn't complaining.

Everyone seemed on edge at the employment office down there. I'm assuming they had to stay open, despite the danger, because it wasn't raining. Tish hired me in about 30 seconds, so I will start selling tickets at what's left of the Boardwalk starting this weekend.

Driving up to the high school for graduation was when I first noticed something was off. A bunch of people were walking to the commencement. I thought they were walking slow because of the oppressive heat, but when we passed them they looked more... green than anything else. And kinda bubbly. I thought maybe it was a new type of sunscreen?

Halfway through the summa cum laude speech I noticed a fire truck roll up to the school. Soon followed by an ambulence and police truck. Sun stroke, I thought, and continued to listen attentively. One of the graduating seniors screamed, but we all thought it was because of a joke the speaker had just said.

Suddenly, as if they were triggered by something, everyone sitting in the 'reserved for elderly' shadey seats leaped up and stormed the stage, grabbing at the nearest graduate with vicious snarls. Everyone else in the audience looked kinda confused - was this their senior prank? Another fake zombie thing? When someone's intestines were flung into the air, we realized it wasn't a prank. There was a mad rush to cars, and in the ensuing traffic jam, only the pedestrians (myself included in that statement) had any hopes of getting away safely.

They probably got at least 1000 people just at graduation, and who knows how far they've travelled by now? Luckily, they're super clumsy, so we poured gravel all along our 45 degree-inclined driveway, and that seems to be holding them off for now. There's a big pool of them at the base of the drive, but they can't seem to get farther than three steps up the slippery slope.

Thank God Mom hosted a luncheon today; we have enough macaroni, caeser, and potato salads to last a week, and then we have the wet dg food that makes aztec. So long as we can keep them at bay, we should be able to hold out for quite sometime.

I might have to miss my first day of work, though.

Not sure if anyone saw the news today, but in case you did and were wondering, I'm fine, and although the fire was started in the parking lot of my apartment complex, no buildings were damaged or anything.

My sister is selling some of her DVDs, books, and cross-stitch patterns to help pay for the vet bills of an orphaned albino burmese python baby who has internal parasites. As soon as she gets the animal healthy, it will be going to a new owner. If you're interested, her post of items for sale can be found here.

So I am stage managing a production of My Name is Rachel Corrie. If you do not know who Rachel Corrie was, she was a college student from Washington who went to the Gaza Strip to join the International Solidarity Movement protesting the destruction of Palestinian civilian houses. She was the first American citizen killed in Gaza, being run over by a bulldozer while trying to protect a house from demolition. She was 24. If you're interested in more information, I strongly urge you to check out any of these web-sites.

stupid sleet.

EDIT @ 3:33: stupid snow.

EDIT @ 11:15: stupid 6 inches of snow.

So this is inspired by Ian, who keeps an obsessively-alphabatized list of every band he's seen in concert. So in retaliation, here's a list of every play and musical I've seen (that I can remember) organized by caliber and title.

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Had a comfortable, snake-free flight this morning.

Have been moving in and unpacking for the past 4.5 hours, and am going to continue unpacking after this.

*blarghs*

Paris' kinkajou bit her on the arm.

Serves her right.

http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20060606/ap_on_re_as/indonesia_volcano

HAPPY BIRTHDAY MEGAN!!!