Backdate

So this post was originally intended to go up about two weeks ago.

So we're just gonna pretend it was posted:

January 16, 2010

I have recently had resurgance of Nintendo 64ness. My roommate (sadly, she is no longer) brought an N64 from back home and gave me the priveledge of having my own file on her copy of The Legend of Zelda: Ocarina of Time! When I was growing up I loved this game. Mostly because it was so challenging. I never knew if I was going to beat it. Fortunatly (or unfortunatly), the friends I did have were NintendoNerds and helped me make it through the game. I honestly cannot express how BAMF N64 is to me.

Anyway, as I got older I set the controller down and had some semblence of a life. I saw semblence becuase it was a quiet, awkward life but at least I had friends and didn't stay home every weekend letting my neurons slowly die out. However, in my Senior year, when my band of friends and I made "a treehouse" (I use quotations cause it was underground, not in the air.) the 1st resurgance took place. We would (NEVER) skip class to play it at times. That was when Dave was super in it though. The 2nd resurgance would be mine.

And so it came to pass, that thanks to one Miss Gordon and the help of her handy aged Strategy Guide, the 2nd resurgance was mine. I beat the game in a lofty 10 days and was fairly impressed at how easy it was for me. Accept the "mini boss" in the water temple. That backed me up a day or two. But nevertheless, I had my day and verily thus. Here's a clip from the brilliance (and yes it was shot on my phone)

Theo

So one of my hopes for 210 is already becoming a faliure. Its the happy one. The last few weeks have just been supernastystress suckage. This new living situation is seeming like a tragic idea. And we haven't even moved in yet. Bleeeeghhhh.

That and I have had no internet or cable for seven days. 1 week. That's all. And I'm going insane. I feel like thats pathetic considering there are kids in Haiti that are still being found under building ruins who haven't had food or water for days. And I can't go a week without internet? I need to readjust my priorities probably.

Anyway, Praise him that I have at least mild internet connection on my phone or I would have even been in a bigger pickle. He had been a trooper. His name (yes, my phone has a name) is Theo. He is a T-Mobile my touch and had a cobalt blue jacket (just like the Jungle Fury Blue Ranger, *winkwink*) and is a complete badass. So I just need to say...

Thank you Theo. You have saved me from certain paril and/or attempted suicide over the past week. I'd be in trouble without you.

For Trevor

My friend Trevor loves emo pictures. His Facebook is full of emo pics of himself. In his honor, I took this a little earlier



in other news, this is my 300th post. And it was brought to you from a different computer as my residence had it's WiFi revoked. And my sanity will be gone before the night is up. But happy frickin' 300th to me.

Working on it

"I don't handle change well."

I've said that numerous times in the past few days and it is still so very true. Well, I think I can handle it alright when I want/need it to happen. But when it leaves things exposed to the mighty powers of the SUCK gods, it makes my aprehensive to take change lightly.

I think that was an unnecessary comment. Anyone who knows me, knows I don't take change lightly. I end up excessivly over-analyzing situations. Let the various outcomes stress me out so intensely that I come to the conclusion that absolutely no change should take place. I know how to live in the current situations. I don't know if I will if the situations evolve or progress. I know that sounds really dramatic, but when you are in that situation, it seems right on the money. I have even realized that I subconciously ruin happy evolvements in my life cause I don't know how to do that. I don't know how to be happy. Thats a change from the present.

Ok, again, that sounds over-dramatic. It's not that I'm not happy. I really am most of the time. I seem to just deny or wreck possibly occurances that will raise my happiness quotient. It's like a little person (a nymph of somekind, perhaps?) is in my brain and when things are getting good, it shuts all acceptance functions down and cranks the freak-out frequencies to 11.

Anyway, not the point. The actual concept I was attempting to target was as follows. A shit-ton of things are about to change/are changing in the next few weeks. I have to move. MOVE. To a new apartment with different roommates. I'm gon have to go to this festival officially. No longer as a civilian. I'm not fully ready for all of this. I'm not sleeping well. Thats not helping.

I'm working on it. Trying.

My Fiancee

Among the many details of my current living situation that I will miss, one of the dearest to my heart is my fiancee, the hot tub.



Full of warmth and grace, the hot tub has seen me through many tough times this year and has helped aid my sanity. Many long talks took place whilst enjoying its set 104 degree waters. It has been a wonderful, useful, lovely amenity the past year and it's a dreary idea to think soon I won't be able to go stick my feet in in the afternoon and crack open a book. I'm very sad to let it go but I might sneak back once in a while to visit my fairweather friend.

Unpleasant

Lets just share the magic of today.

Of course, I didn't sleep well. Lately, I have been having extended, intense, epic dreams about me going back to Utah and it being either exceptionally awful or surprisingly joyful, alternating appropriatly. Either way I don't get a good nights sleep and therefore am unwilling to force myself awake. Last night, specifically, was the former situation. Unpleasatness ensues.

I do my first show and feel a slight twinge in my left lower back. I brushed it off as an oddity and carry on. Post 2nd show the twinge became more of thwap or a jab. Went to the Atheletic Trainer and was told to ice it and if its worse after the next show to come back and see her. The jab became a surge and AthTra told me I pulled a muscle and there was nothing to be done except take it easy and wait for it to heal. I don't try to get out of things so when she spat out "tell them you can't do parade," the concept was quickly rebuked.

Rewind to 2nd show:
My aunty came to video the show to send home home. When it came time to pick a voulenteer for "I Want it All" I thought I'd grab my uncle (who tagged along) to come dawn than bedazzled top hat. So I walk over and he puts his baby boy in my arms. Standing in shock, infant cousin in arms, I start to panic but realize if I don't get back to my spot the rest of the number will get jacked up. So there is video of me holding my 1 year old cousin as a "new broadway star". I panicked because as performers we aren't supposed to hold children and as soon as baby was tossed to me, I thought to myself "this is how I'm gonna get fired. Lovely." Fortunatly, I had an amazing manager who was fine when she fully understood the situation.

That being said, it was an unpleasant day by 4 pm. But of course to add more stress to this situation, I had what is basically a job evaluation in the evening. It went well...i think, but you never know for sure. I am intensely glad I have a day off tomorrow.

the past returns

So these pictures were brought to me recently. They are from almost 4 years ago. So much has changed...clearly. For one, I learned how to smile in a picture. Enjoy this Blast from the past.



Dave and I...after he poked me in the eye?



Nessa and myself...feelin' slightly angry?



Romney's brother, Romney, Dave, and me...kickin' butt at Super Smash Bros.



Ju Ju and her gorgeous smile...not sure what's going on on my face.



Alas, the piz-de-resistance. Bry and myself. Everything about this picture is different now. Save the fact that both its inhabitants are still alive.

hope

About a year ago, I named a batch of hopes and wishes that I desired to come to pass in 2009. Paroozing them, I came to find that nearly all of them occured. That's good...right?

Here are some of my hopes for '10.

I hope that these seasons of Lost and 24 are just as amazing (if not more) than last year.

I hope that I can become a better performer by the end of the year.

I wish to learn some new roles at the company.

I wish for an Emmy nod for Diablo Cody. Her show United States of Tara is freaking incredible. I just finished the first season.

I didn't get all those degrees happier. So I hope I can manage to catch up and even add 4-5 more.

I wish for a relationship this year. I have lots of room for growth in that department (...dirty).

I hope to make it back to Utah some more this year.

I wish for health and happiness for my loved ones.

I hope more books will catch my fancy this year. I read 5-6 novels which I think is the highest quota of my life. That may not sound like alot, but for me thats quite impressive.

Well, those are my hopes and wishes. You got any?

Cinematic Contemplations: '10 edition

2 movies. 2 days. My thoughts? Here goes.


Avatar was really awesome. Epic. Here's the concept. High tech Pocahontas in space. Replace the native indians with crazy tall cat creatures called the Na'vi. Switch out John Smith (JS) for a parapalegic, jarhead named Jake Sulley (JS). And take out gold and put in a mysterious valuable substance called Umbium (I think that's what it's called. I couldn't really understand Giovanni Ribisi).

It is one of the most visually beautiful movies I have ever seen. James Cameron created a world (Pandora) that is so full of color and life. Every new animal we encounter shows more creativity and artistry than the last. It was so good that I'm going to see it again...wait for it......in 3D! And I don't do 3D so you know its a big deal.


My thoughts on It's Complicated are just that. Alec Baldwin and Meryl Streep have chemistry in a way, but, at the same time, feel mismatched. Both have great moments in the film. Unfortunatly, it was not enough to convince. My personal favorite part of this movie was John Krasinski as the son-in-law to be who becomes unwillingly privy to his in-laws affair.

Overall, Nancy Meyers' latest rom-com for the elderly was only okay. Hey, maybe that should be the title of her next movie. Only Okay starring Michael Cain and Helen Mirren.