side primrose

Tue, 10 Nov 2009 20:08:32 GMT

No job. Sigh.

No Austin

Sun, 06 Sep 2009 06:05:43 GMT

No Austin, no Minneapolis. Still don't know if I'm coming to LA. And we've been down/upgraded to airplanes and trains over buses. Lame!

Fri, 26 Jun 2009 04:42:26 GMT

Dru-dru, you've got a lot of posting to do.

Aren't you glad you graduated from college years ago?

Fri, 19 Jun 2009 02:55:33 GMT

Don't you wish everybody did?

For UT...
On-campus Housing Costs (2008–2009)
Begin at $7,881
Includes $1,600 for food, enough for about 12 meals per week

Estimated Undergraduate Flat-Rate Tuition and Fees (2008–2009)
Texas resident $8,090 – 9,354
Non-resident $26,672 – 30,770

Estimated Total Cost of Undergraduate Education (Fall 2008–Spring 2009)
Texas resident on-campus $21,470 – 25,284
Texas resident off-campus $21,724 – 25,538
Non-resident on-campus $32,240 – 45,006
Non-resident off-campus $32,494 – 45,260

When I graduated I had $15,000 in student loans. My father had another $10,000. I went to school for 3.5 years and the scholarships I earned paid for about one semester. It's amusing to think $25,000 for my college education was cheap.
I do not envy those of you with kids.

Fri, 12 Jun 2009 22:57:12 GMT

Today I lifted heavy boxes out of a storage place in Chelsea, unloaded them at a storage space in New Jersey where we picked up Other Boxes to take to a hotel in the West Village and a gallery in SoHo. And now, I just might die. Also my arms are bruised and cut so badly it looks like I have a disorder of some kind. Cancer or cutter - who knows!

Sat, 06 Jun 2009 23:03:41 GMT

I'll always miss blizzards with you.

Fri, 08 May 2009 06:48:54 GMT

Leigh did something I have done myself but I wish so much she hadn't - she made most of her early livejournal entires private, or deleted them entirely. It took me less than an hour to read what entries are available and I wish wish wish there were more. I'm positive there once were... Weren't the basement days documented? Even flatplex isn't really there.

I miss her.

Thu, 30 Apr 2009 10:28:00 GMT

the clouds at 6am are really, really pretty. what a fantastic hour. i should see it more often.

Thu, 16 Apr 2009 02:28:17 GMT

It's nice to get just a liiiiiiiiiiitle bit excited about Texas. Probably the only thing that's keeping me from bawling my eyes out right now is the excitement of Taco Cabana, pitchers of cheap Lonestar, and massive/tasty margaritas. And then we will eat the queso, drink the Lonestar and margaritas, and think 'THIS FUCKING SUCKS.'

But for just a moment everything might be ok.

Wed, 15 Apr 2009 20:49:26 GMT

Heading to Houston 4am Thursday morning.

My traveling companion Erin (Leigh's last roommate in NYC) and I are considering a trip up to Austin, maybe Thursday after we get to town. If anyone can spare a couch for two please let me know.

Mostly planning on flying by the seat of our pants on this one, so not entirely certain we'll make it to Austin... just thinking about it.

Tue, 14 Apr 2009 05:15:42 GMT

something epic is on the way. promise.

Sat, 04 Apr 2009 20:23:17 GMT

http://www.caringbridge.org/visit/leighboone

Really shitty movies you saw in the theatre

Sun, 11 Jan 2009 05:05:13 GMT

Nine Months
Addicted to Love
Event Horizon
Deep Impact

Sun, 04 Jan 2009 07:45:36 GMT

There is a part of this job that I am not comfortable with yet, but I most certainly need to be. It's the closing. It will ALWAYS happen. As one a stage manager tonight mentioned (her response to the constant questions about the fate of her own show), "even Cats closed." SHIT CLOSES. But fuck, it still makes me miserable.
Grease is only my second Broadway gig (I don't count CB), and I've been on it as long as Grey Gardens. But I totally feel closer to the cast and crew at Grease, as many were closer to my own age and god DAMN did we have a fun time. Back stage, off stage, on stage... whatever. A really fun show to work on. I don't give a fuck that every theatre-type hated us, that we're the "thank god they're closing" of this stupid black-January on Broadway. I love the people I work with and genuinely enjoy going to work each day.

Tonight I called the show for the final time. I tried to say a thank you to the crew over headset and say how grateful I am for them and how good they make me look. I mustered "thank you" before getting all teary and had to punch out the microphone.

Dreading tomorrow.

Mon, 08 Dec 2008 22:09:05 GMT

I've been grumpy all day - still angry and worried about my impending unemployment status. until i got home and found the most beautiful scarf in all the land waiting for me in the mail. Thank you so much, Jen. It's gorgeous!

Thu, 04 Dec 2008 05:16:59 GMT

Fuck February! Grease is closing January 4th. Beer buying can commence now.

Thu, 06 Nov 2008 03:19:06 GMT

will you ever forget where you were on nov. 4 2008? i mean, unless you're one of the libertarians on my friend's list, when it was just another day stroking your firearm before bedtime. KIDDING.

brooklyn was a fantastic place. h and i were eating vegetarian (COMMIE) chili cheese fries and watching CNN on mute in a bar/restaurant. after 'BREAKING NEWS' was flashed on the screen they turned on the volume and we watched Chicago cheer. I cried a bit. We paid our bill and raced home to watch Obama's speech on cnn.com (NO CABLE HAVING PINKOS). On the walk home I kept saying I was thankful it was finally over - h continued to remind me that it's only just begun.

Mon, 29 Sep 2008 05:49:33 GMT

I love Jezebel's Fine Lines feature. My mom used to let me buy any book I wanted at KMart, and I read so much trash as a kid. Remember Me was a favorite, but they've reviewed so so so many I adored, listed at the bottom of the article.
http://jezebel.com/5055384/remember-me-after-birth-after-life

edit: trash? fuck that. katherine patterson is 1000 times better for girls than my super sweet 16, gossip girl, trl...

Fri, 19 Sep 2008 17:35:59 GMT

http://www.nytimes.com/2008/09/18/theater/18bowl.html?_r=1&ref=theater&oref=slogin

see if you can spot my voice in the audio slide show.

jorie mars malan, with the thick wisconsin accent, is one of my favorite people ever. she recently left the show to return to school and finish her MFA in makeup design. she's terribly missed around the theatre.

Fri, 22 Aug 2008 03:35:20 GMT

i had a really freak accident on my bike today. i was passing a double parked truck on a busy street when a group of guys tossed a rope over the large item in the truck's bed. of course, said rope hit me, wrapped around my neck, and tightened as i continued to ride, unable to stop because of the number of cars speeding past me. finally i got beyond the truck as the rope got super tight and i came crashing down in the car-free area in front of the truck. the workers surrounded me, helped me up (i was crying and shaking like mad) and let me sit in their warehouse until i could go. made a trip to the hospital because i can and the doctor sent me home with NO PAINKILLERS, the jerk, and didn't even mention the enormous welt on my neck until i insisted he look at it ("oh it's a 2nd, a 1st, a 2nd degree burn") and wash it out.

so so so coulda died. lame-o.

Mon, 11 Aug 2008 15:07:54 GMT

Not too long ago there was a lawsuit in the city involving multiple residents in a building brought on by a non-smoking family. Their beef was with a smoker on their floor who smoked in her apartment, and their claim was that the smell invaded their own space and caused possible damage to their precious children. I (and the judge on the case) dismissed it as obnoxious New York parents being overly concerned for their delicate children, as so many of them are, but now that I live in a building of smokers I actually see their point. I'm fairly certain the woman below our apartment is a smoker and it's possible that the one next door is as well. In my own bedroom I'm currently drowning in the smell of cigarettes. Open the window and it gets worse. I just want to enjoy the breeze from the pretty storm that's rolling in (and keeping me from getting on my bike) but instead it smells like I just spent the night at Emo's. Blegh.

Tue, 24 Jun 2008 18:34:46 GMT

just went on my longest bike ride yet, to the fairway in red hook. still need to get a helmet, and learn to resist the urge to yell at every asshole double parked in a bike lane.

Thu, 12 Jun 2008 03:58:14 GMT

Random compliments from the boss on my show call are nice, especially on the scene I worked the hardest on and intimidated me most. Also nice are the big tough union guys dropping into the office to say good things to the boss about the photo shoot I ran at the theatre by myself. Of course they gave me a hard time the ENTIRE shoot, but we got through it. Woo job security.

Tue, 10 Jun 2008 05:24:06 GMT

This afternoon I saw a man on the F-Train who looked suspiciously like Sean Serrell. His lady-friend was quite obviously not Becky, so I turned my attention back to my book and went about my merry way. Where are those two anyway?

it only took four years

Fri, 06 Jun 2008 18:47:37 GMT

we found a new apartment!