| Lifes Lessons ⇓ |
[10 Oct 2011|04:39pm] |
When you live with someone messy, assuming they aren't going anywhere, and you simply get tired of their lack of consideration for a hard days work to make life nicer.... stop cleaning.
Then when they have forgotten that you cleaned every week for an entire day for months on end and they finally spend one day on one room in the place... maybe they'll leave you a note. Maybe this note will say something to the effect of, "I worked really hard on cleaning this, can we please try to keep it nice." to which you get to (after cursing them out loud with a classic taste of your own medicine) respond saying that was always since the beginning of time always the rule all along, honey." Figs and berries for all! Leaving you with the upper hand in home management.
Now you just have to let them take the lead on all the other rooms one at a time and you are the ruler of your domain once again. Patience truly is a virtue.
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| listen you, such-and-such... |
[08 Jul 2011|04:23pm] |
This and that, and I'll give you what-for, you little soandso.
It's all good, and that's what's what.
 
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| I blame Tina Fey |
[30 Mar 2011|12:58pm] |
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I was watching the news and realized Jonathan Fuller would be an amazing weather man character. As Jonny Unstoppable, only in a suit. I imagine him saying things like, "Goodevening comrads, whatitdo." And when he told you to check out his "doppler" (air quotes) he would gesture to a map with all kinds of flashing arrow nonsense. Ridiculous. Before I thought of a clever sign off I was distracted by something funny about lottery balls which I forgot.
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[15 Mar 2011|05:36pm] |
I'm having a life crisis.
When you tell someone to calm down, will they do that?
PROBABLYNOT
I'm not very serious
You want me to be straight
I'm not out of time
But you think I'm too late
I'm not feeling desperate
You think I can't wait
Somehow you always get me wrong
Somehow you always
take things wrong
Somehow you always get me wrong
Well I guess we just
don't get along
You always go to sleep
When I stay up all night
You say I'm wrong
When I'm thinkin' you're alright
I just wanna talk things over
You just wanna fight
You leave me broken
And you don't realize
Everything is O.K.
And then you apologize
The things that
really matter to me
They just pass you by
It's my birthday in a week. Yay me.
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| what a shame. |
[04 Feb 2011|04:18pm] |
so strange that I happened to notice this tiny old brown building only a few days ago in a cab ride to work, thinking what an amazing little Bohemian Shanty. It stands out much more after the Hotel was erected, but somehow I only just noticed it. Now that I live in Manhattan I decided to pick up for the first time a copy of East Villager. The front page happens to be about 35 Cooper Square and how the Cooper Union hotel is going to tear it down, because the Landmarks douches say it doesn't meet the criteria to be considered historical. I just don't see how with it's rich 186 years. The amount of celebrities involved in it's businesses and rentals is pretty amazing. Liza Manelli lived there in the 60's! The original structure is just on the other side of a little stucco. Even so, when the owners of the property are putting up puke like this all around it, isn't it already a little ruined?
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| beer to say |
[11 Jul 2010|06:32pm] |
so to speak.
So I was thinking about how I'm always invited on facebook to these NYC events called "Flil†h" and "PSYCHOTIC REACTION" and it reminds me of a time when my favorite band was called, "I Hate Myself"
I went to see Lady Gaga last week and I know it will shame you to hear that I thought the show was worth the money and time (not that I spent money) because the woman has talent. However, finding out afterwards from her guitarist and friend of a friends word of mouth that her success in electronic music was born out of excessive delving into "whatever-will-make-me" dulls the excitement I got from her adrenaline bliss to practically nil. The words used on both accounts are, "She tried everything else before this, she's all rock and roll, but this is the first thing that worked. "Worked." Don't you mean, "Paid?" I get loving all different types of music. What I don't get is not giving a damn about the integrity. I saw something I recognized when she cried at the end of her encore, she has a passion, but I am also certain that she could be developing as a song writer, which would be to her (and our) benefit, if she'd stuck with what meant something to her. She is no Billy Joel. Yet. But with this garbage in her way she's never gonna be. In the mean time it's hard to respect her love for merely performing when it's mostly ear garbage. I want to see more from people that have that kind of drive. Like, use this time to get known and then do a Ben Folds meets Tori Amos "I-do-what-the-fuck-I-like" career. Please?
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| something is seriously wrong with me. |
[13 May 2010|02:43pm] |
I have to repeat to myself like a mantra, "Do your best job. Be honest. Be polite."
I seriously have to repeat it over and over to remember this advice. Shouldn't that just be normal to always do your best job at anything and to be honest as well as polite??
I am so weird. And then wax all high horsey about integrity 24/7... hhhwhhhat?
who do i think?
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| it takes two to make the thing go righeet |
[13 May 2010|01:19pm] |
What is the term for a renewed situation that is totally different than it was before, yet simultaneously completely the same.
Well, guess what..it probably ends the same the second time. How often do you hear success stories about homeless people turning their lives around to become successful humans in society with a positive attitude. Let me see...I've never heard that story before. I guess if you just suck at something, i.e. life, the best thing to do is just accept this and continue suffering on a sub-scale rather than pursuing the grandiose, which comes with greater and more long lasting negative side effects.
Nasty repercussions aside, I feel brave to know this and continue.
Also, I think my new job might eat my entire life outside of it. I think it's been gnawing like my social life is beef jerky. It's like a dog bone, you notice it gets smaller and smaller and then suddenly it's just gone.
Read also: My twenties.
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| LJ near you |
[03 May 2010|10:39pm] |
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This post will soon be made for Shelly Richards, thank you, good night.
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| Opposite Day |
[03 May 2010|08:32am] |
I was not only told the wrong location to start my first day with this company, but also told the the wrong time. Three hours before I was supposed to be there. This is probably a good example of what it's going to be like working for this company. It's a good thing I plan on making it a second home because otherwise with these kinds of mix ups I would be frustrated all the time. It's unfortunate that I lost out on an extra two hours of sleep, but it's also to my advantage to have gotten up this early so I can get used to the hours. After all, these are the new hours I will be working. Sometimes even earlier than 7 am, so, it will take some adjusting.
As far as the rest of my life goes, it's pretty much over, which has to be remembered by me. When people invite me to do things on weeknight I must simply say no. Be at home by 8pm and in bed by nine at the latest. I can do this. I welcome my new life.
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[20 Apr 2010|12:05pm] |
Apparently this happens sometimes.
I would not know how to handle this.
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[20 Apr 2010|11:00am] |
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5.0 in 41:12
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[19 Apr 2010|04:43pm] |
I need to stop trusting anyone but myself.
Me against the world. Why can't I remember to think that way?
Focus.
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| Crucial Costume |
[30 Mar 2010|05:08pm] |
I must admit that after all the benefits you gain from working in the film business; the most rewarding of all is simply being able to say that’s what you do. The statement, “I work in film.” possesses infinite power. The Entertainment Industry is a fascinating field to be employed in to those who understand its inner workings as well as to those that do not. Odds are at any given party more than half of the guests loathe their jobs and another ten percent feel they are not earning enough money. Most Americans give up seventy to eighty percent of their lives for their careers, so it’s extremely lucky to find something you actually enjoy doing to occupy that massive chunk of time as well as finding legitimate compensation in wages. The subject matter isn’t exactly boring either. In a very small way I have a say in what entertains the public so I can usually find a way to keep someone’s attention on the topic, even if the listener lacks interest. When you’re talking to someone like myself with a great passion for every aspect of the business it’s very easily contagious. I get excited just saying it. I am a costumer.
In some ways wardrobe was always home to me. My Mother had already been working as a Costumer for over ten years when I moved to Orlando to be closer to her and attend college. Before I even enrolled in my classes she frequently reminded me how much fun we always had working together when I was younger and sometimes she invited me to assist her on gigs. Now that I was close enough to work with her, I could make significant income doing so. I hated my job, I disliked my courses, I was more than often completely broke, and I knew something big was missing from my life so it was really only a matter of time before I inevitably answered my calling. I finally accepted that it isn’t necessary to be part of the seventy to eighty percent of the miserably employed. I found that it’s possible to find purpose and fulfillment in the right career. I had a beautiful opportunity staring me right in the face, and had I not seized it I doubt I would have ever found contentment.
Over the years I’ve found more than just personal, professional and monitorial gratification in this line of work. I’ve been emotionally inspired in so many ways that it would be impossible to list them all, but one example of the most rewarding short term aspects I experienced was while working for Nickelodeon. I was specifically the Costumer to our elated child contestants to be on a kid’s network game-show. When I was little myself there was a show called Double Dare which was the basis of the show I was working on. I always dreamed of being on that show and getting slimed, but even though I never was able, I later got something even better. Sharing every day what each new group of kids were experiencing, the thrill of being on live television and getting slimed was one of the greatest benefits I’ve ever taken away from a job and it was realized daily. One of my greatest long term achievements came to fruition long after I was through working on the project. I was asked to work some of the prep-days to tech and age some clothes for a movie that would much later be nominated for almost thirty academy awards. Half of which we won. I say we won although the costume department wasn’t awarded at that particular time because every aspect of film so greatly affects all of its other components that it’s as a crew we are all recognized. I know how crucial my work was to the final product. The movie, about a terrifying murderess that they named the film Monster after, simply would have been a different product all together had she adorned brightly colored grandma sweaters instead of tattered old filthy clothes. Her costumes played an enormous roll in chilling the audience in this case. In many ways costumes can drastically play characters all on their own. You wouldn’t want the actors in a Victorian period piece wearing American Apparel, and the more accurate their wardrobe is, the less explanation is necessary for the audience to believe and understand the plot.
We watch films to escape our daily lives. We seek most facets of entertainment for that reason and it’s a necessary means to coping with daily stress. The idea is mainly to be able to fall right into the story and get lost in it. In many ways costumes tell the details of the story before anything else. You can depict just by the actors clothing what era it takes place, the location of where you are, and possibly personality traits of the character you are watching. With these elements in place in mere moments you can find yourself lost in the narrative, not even realizing half of what you already know about the story you learned from the wardrobe.
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[05 Mar 2010|06:52am] |
While I was doing karaoke I dropped a dozen loads of, "That's what she said." and at Adam Schere's suggestion, I incorporated a few, "That's not what I heard."
But this is something that I did hear through lj:
< {weird} lj-cut n/a] ]
EARLIER THIS WEEK TUMBLR.COM DISABLED THE ACCOUNTS FOR THE FOLLOWING BLOGS:
IAMFREINDSWITHSLUTS.COM
LOOKHOWFUCKINGBADIPARKED.COM
LAMERSTATUS.COM
FAILEDBLOGIDEAS.COM
THINGSNOTTOASKACOP.COM
IBEARFALSEWITNESS.COM
DOYOURFUCKINGDISHES.COM
< {end weird un*thing} ? />
can we please talk about " ibearfalsewitness" please?
OKAY>>> The english language is totally effed because verbs should not be three things in one.
PERSON - PLACE- THING?????
VERBS = ANARCHY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
alright though, faux realz...
People are so gross!!!!!!!
I DO NOT UNDERSTAND HUMANS!!!!!!!! Why can't I just be normal?!?
You creatures make zero sense!
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| Smell that everyone? That's the scent of a major burn! |
[03 Mar 2010|02:25pm] |
I am so torn between laughing and crying right now. I auditioned to become a karaoke host a week ago and got the gig, I was so excited because they held auditions the entire month of February. The day I came in to learn the equipment happened to be a busy Saturday. I checked the website that day and every other day had already been updated with Karaoke Host pictures, but they had me guest host for over an hour that night so I felt great about it. The following Monday was my night, and it was emphasized that the more people I bring out, the more likely they are to ask me to host again. I truly tried my hardest to get people to come out, but 4 people showed up so I ended up singing most of the songs. I felt comfortable with the equipment and had a really good time being up there, but when I left he said, "If Alex does call you to host again..." to which I stupidly responded, "Oh that's where we are?" but come on! It takes time to build up clientele!! And it's Monday! I invited about fifty people, I only needed a quarter of them to come out, but it's Monday and it's midtown so I get it, it's hard.
But the real kicker in this is that I just came across a posting for this gig saying they were holding auditions for the entire month of March. Not only was it posted the day I hosted, but WHILE I was hosting!!! Wow.
It's not as though karaoke host is my ultimate goal, but did they have to post that ad while I was on stage? BUUUUUUUUURRRRRN.
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| someday |
[22 Feb 2010|03:21pm] |
I have been hearing this dude with the best laugh outside. He has like that evil vampire laugh and something has been funny for hours. Also, it's pretty warm today so there's tons of birds singing outside my window and even seagulls earlier. Which made me wish I was at the beach. My horoscope said that today is not a good day for getting things done, because I wont be able to focus. Screw that. I'm trying anyway. It also said that around dinner time a longing to make a connection with someone on a very deep level will cross my mind — and my heart. That is creepy specific. I am trying to quit smoking and it's not going so well. I have the shakes right now, it's not cool. I wish there was a pill you could just take that made smoking over.
Today for some reason I feel like I should cry. I'm trying not to let everything that is happening get to me, but today my heart hurts a lot and it's all in my face and I wish I could smoke. Telling myself that I can donate an egg to someone who has a low egg count if I don't smoke helps me. I want to help make a baby mama. Hopefully I have enough viable eggs to do it. There are major risks involved in the procedure. Hopefully nothing goes wrong and I will still be able to have my own children someday.
That seems so far away still. I'm going to be 30 in one month from today and it seems like children should be closer to looking like a reality. But they aren't looking like that. I'd really like to have kids. I want that. Preferably being married first. Which is why I do not have them yet, I am still hoping for the whole dream. That seems far off too.
I think I deserve it though.
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[10 Feb 2010|01:04am] |
Life seems like Gulliver's Travels to me. You spend the entire time trying to explain all of these fantastical things you see, but everyone just treats you like you're fucking insane. Then in the very end it turns out all the stuff you said that was too far fetched for anyone to believe in had been true all along. But it's the end. So it's too late for them to enjoy it.
Holden Caulfield said, "Nobody ever notices anything." which is true, but only after they stop having faith in anything.
Those giants had something incredibly righteous going on.
Minus Grildrig, it's my ideal world. This world is exclusively Grildrigs.
Why wont anyone believe me?
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