so there i was, being a capable, independent, adult!

oh, scoff if you will, but it is totally true. i apologize for my long and, im sure, sad, absence from the blogosphere. i am back now and i will try try try to update more often. right now though, i am going to tell you all the goings on that have prevented me from writing! huzzah! let's begin our epic journey, shall we?

 i've been in the process of moving. i now have my own cozy little place in the big bad city and it is all mine and i EFFING LOVE IT!! it is a little studio with a totally decent kitchen and a big bathroom and i  have everything exactly the way i want it. it is truly amazing. but there was a little hitch, you see, with the move in and the move in date. i had to have it pushed up because...well because the guy that ran the last place i was living, albeit *not* on the lease, was a total douche. kind of reminded me of this guy

 except that landlord guy was not NEARLY as funny. all the deets you need are that there was a maintenance issue that was abosultely, *completely*, and TOTALLY not my fault {i promise. not just being bitter} and he blamed me for it , made one or two unkind comments as regards to my character, and gave me 'ten days to get out.' so then i was all stressing out and junk and i had to move my stuff out early and it was a huge pain, but fortunately, not only did i have my mom, but someone *else* to help me. which brings me to 

 {number two, get it?!}

yea, i have a boyfriend. and the reason i am putting him in the middle and wont be saying much, is that i dont want to be the girl that gets all gushy, and also, its not reeeeeally any of the internet's business. my friends will ask if they want to know, but otherwise, here is all you get. ahem; he is totally wonderful and perfect and helped me out so much during the whole moving fiasco. the other reason that this is remarkable {in that i am remarking upon it now} is that i havent had a boyfriend in about 5 years and for the guy i like to like me back and for things to work out for me this way is completely unheard of in my previous experience. i am very, very happy. im happy kind of like this;

but, all silly gushing aside, i am quite happy with how the personal part of my life is going. which brings me now to the *next* thing that has been monopolizing all my time!

ps i chose that as number three because it is one of my favourite games of all time and one of the best game sequels i have ever played yay! but, yea, moving on! my job. i am still at the science center, which is totally rad. tear down for star wars is done this week, i think i have two or three days more maybe before that cash cow is dry. but its cool, because i start right away doing guest services for the science center, which is pretty cool! yay having a job! but just because i am employed does not mean that i will not be looking for other employment. this job may not be permanent, and will probably only *just* cover rent bills and living. however, unless someone is going to start paying me for my acting {ahem, thats kind of  the goal btw} it is really hard to look for a second job that will have the flexibility to let me audition for things. now, thats not to say that i *havent* been auditioning for things. i have. in fact, i did today and i feel really good about it, but it doesnt pay. and im thinking of getting an agent because i feel like that will help me get things that actually pay. but i refuse to give up what i love, while at the same time, need to pay rent. lol. ooooh, first world problems. 

anywho, i have to go because i still have more things i want to do on my productive day off today! and some of that includes cooking dinner and playing music ^_^ so yea, look for a video soon hopefully! i love you, beautiful world out there! have this glorious grand finale as a token of my love and gratitude for your time and indulgence ^_^

and, i leave you with this wisdom and the assurance that i will not be away so long this time :-3

'im afraid that once your heart is involved it all comes out in moron.'

cheers!

~*~

DFTBA

flying to the farthest reaches of the universe.....

at work. 

yeeeeeah, i work at Star Wars: Where Science Meets Imagination, and that basically means that i get to play in space ships and make little kids' dreams come true all day. also, the grown ups are really loving this exhibit because, well, they've had a little over thirty years to really love star wars. here is where i spend most of my time:

yea. that's the millennium falcon cock pit.

anywho, if you get the chance or are in the seattle area, you should stop by the science center and check out the exhibit. it is totally amazing. 

TOTALLY. 

in other news, i have taken up swing dancing again. sunday before last, a friend asked me to go swing dancing with him, and i thought to myself 'SELF. you haven't swing danced in like, THREE YEARS! you should TOTALLY go!' 

so i did. 

and then we went again this weekend and it was even more awesome because i wasn't as out of practice. there's this really great place on capitol hill and now i have at least one fun thing to look forward to each weekend. 

^_^

in not so fun news, last week i got sicker than i think i have EVER been. i will spare you the horrifying details {of which there are many} but suffice to say, i have never been in as much pain in my ENTIRE. LIFE. as i was those two days. it was awful. and apparently it's going around and wasn't just me because a ton of people i know and a ton of people they know are also getting this weird stomach thing. 

wash. your. hands. folks. 

seriously.

weird things that look like this

are crawling all over stuff right now. 

and they want you dead.

next on my list of goings on:

RED VS BLUE.

i cannot stop watching it. i am finally on season six, and i am SO into it that i might watch them all again. my brother and my sister in law turned me on to it and i never started watching it and now that i finally have i find it nearly impossible to stop. it is simply too hilarious. 

i highly recommend it to EVERYONE. 

even if you aren't into halo or gaming. just really, really funny writing. 

and last, but not least, an update in two parts.

part one, i made some business cards. 

this is directly linked to part two:

part two is that someone i met at eccc has just commissioned me to do five pom pom hats for her and so i think that when i ship them i am going to send a couple of cards with so that when people ask where she got the awesome hats from, she can just be like '/shwip here's her card.'

it's all very cool and smooth in my head. 

soooooooooooooo, that's about all i think. sort of a shortish blog and instead of leaving you with only a bit of wisdom, i also offer a related picture. 

au revoir lovely folk!

until next time.

'Han. Shot. First. End of F***ing discussion.' C-

cheers!

~*~

DFTBA

being awesome at ECCC....

oh yes. 

emerald city comic con. 

it was pretty much the best weekend of all time.

there is a lot to cover and it is getting quite late, especially for one who has to work at zero eight hundred {yeesh}, so here i go!!

basically what happened was a friend of mine was able to get me a sweet three day pass so i could go and i paid the thirty bucks and whatever it was totally not a big deal. and then, on thursday {the day before the con} my bruv asks me, 'oh my god, red, can you please work we need hands oh geez!' 

so i totally say yes, no big deal as long as i get to have some regular attendee time too, which he says is totally doable {and was btw, there is no big dramatic story there or anything even though i kind of set it up like there would be. there isn't}.

so it's friday and i get to leave a bit early from work and i head home to change and whatever and then i hoof it as fast as i can to the convention center and check in and not two seconds after i had set down all my shit, i am sent out to line control. yea, they put me in charge of JAMES MARSTER'S line....

SQUEEEEEEE!

{i'll be doing a lot of that during this blog, btw. get used to it}

so basically, they are all like, 'you wont probly get to meet him or anything, you are just keeping his line under control'. 

FALSE.

turns out friday is a new thing for eccc, and so not a ton of people were there, and so when my line died down and i wasn't really doing anything, i TOTALLY went up and met him and shook his hand and got to tell him how wonderful i thought he was and how much i loved his work and he was so kind. he told me he loved my hat and we chatted for a bit and he was incredibly gracious and sweet. {in fact, everyone that i love that i met was everything that i had hoped that they would be!} he gave me the best hand shake ever and i made it all the way back to the end of the line before i started to cry. yes, i cried like a bitty punk. and i am SO not ashamed. ^_^

the hand that shook james marster's hand.....

on friday i also met clare kramer and nicholas brendon form buffy {among other things} and as a result of this i got nick's publicist's card and they both {clare and nick} remembered me all weekend.

.....

SQUUEEEEEEE!!!

/happy dance!

nick shook my hand and was very kind and so was clare. both very chatty and sweet. 

SATURDAY:

saturday was a bit of a rampage. one might even call it a cluster fuck. there were about a zillion people there, and yet i was able to meet felicia day and amy okuda:

and wil wheaton:

{all of whom were SO awesome, btw}

but i also met darth maul:

and a very cute ewok {eli}

squeeeeeee!

also, because i was a minion {note the green eccc shirt} i got to work the lines in the afternoon and since i had already hit the floor upstairs {more on that later} i went back to media and helped with lines.

three words.

william. FUCKING. shatner.

home boy's ego sucks up all the air in the room, a of all. secondly, i have never seen anyone go through a line of autographs so fast in my entire life. man is a total machine. but after the insanity that was billy shat, i got to go hang with nick some more and a bit with felicia and amy. and nick, being the sweet heart that he is, gave me the BIGGEST hug {he hugs like a big teddy bear} but he totally let me and  my sis in law get our pic with him!!!

i didn't see anyone else getting their pic with him. just sayin. 

i was also able to meet jonathan frakes, who was a freaking laugh riot and not only shook my hand but totally gave me an epic solid fist bump. man is a legend {MAKE IT SO NUMBER ONE!}. also, spiner was super nice and gracious when i fangirled on him a little bit. they both were so silly and wonderful.

also, working the lines, you meet the coolest people. for instance, i met a fan who made this:

oh yea. that's a replica of the super stake from season seven of buffy which she uses to kill the uber vamps. i felt like SUCH a bad ass ^_^.

but enough about working! let's talk about playing in the showroom!

i got to meet two of my absolute favourite artists, jeff jacques and danielle corsetto. they each did drawings for me of my favourite characters wearing my pom pom hat. 

here is pintsize!

{he is totally naked under that hat}

and HERE is jamie!!!!

i felt positively sassy after this. she was so great and sweet and FUNNY! it was really awesome to be able to tell these artists how much what they say and create means to me. 

i also got to meet a bunch of great new people and see some old enforcer buddies from PAX. 

artist alley was truly incredible. i have rarely felt my own talent so tremendously dwarfed, but in the very best way! ^_^ 

to be around all of that art and talent was very humbling and enlightening. it inspires me to do more with my art and reminds me how much i truly enjoy and love my chosen career. 

on sunday, i was sent to work at the back door of the photo ops room by the green room where all the actors were. now, this was considered by those who had gone before me to be an immensely boring job. I, however, had a BLAST doing it. for some reason, all of the celebs were coming and going through that door and i got to say hey to clare again and jacqui, and flirted it up with nick a little {you had to be there....chorizo....} and i got to meet sean patrick flannery and norman reedus {the boondock saints} and it was totally the best post ever to be on at the end of the con. 

needless to say, i had a fricken GREAT weekend, and now i am totally exhausted and being up past zero hundred is really not helping and so i bid you adieu! thanks for listening to my story, and now that all the excitement is over, i can get back to blogging more regularly! ^_^ yay!

but for now, i leave you with this wisdom:

'Don't be a pawn in somebody's game. Find the attitude which gives you the maximum strength and the maximum dignity, no matter what else is going on.'

cheers!

~*~

DFTBA

sitting in my new place...

YES, GANG! my NEW place!!!!

i am living in seattle now! and let me tell you, brick haven {for that is what i have lovingly dubbed my new residence} is fucking AWESOME. it's like a five minute walk to my job and it's right near everything i could want or just a short walk from it. the thai place across the street is absolutely amazing and i literally can't think of anything bad to say about this place. it is perfect. and this is the view from my living room.

this place used to be a hotel back in the day and then i guess in like, 1910, they made it into little apartments and they are cute and there is exposed brick and BIG windows and just...they are awesome. OH! and bonus? POOL. there is one. and laundry is on site and cheap. i'm in heaven everyone.

the view from one of my bedroom windows {not a great pic, but whatever.} i can see a whole big section of the city. 

and one more indulgent photo of the view:

this is from the big window in my room. 

heaven.

 anywho, moving on...

tonight is the last night of harry potter the exhibition and i will be working the last 4 hours of it ^_^

everyone has been real cool and i am gonna miss the ones i wont see all the time anymore. but, alas, this is the way of things. they end. no big. 

feelin fly like it's quidditch.

and now i will be tearing it all down and helping set up for the next exhibit, which is, dun Dun DUN!!!

hell yes folks!

wish me luck because i totally applied to work at this and now that i live so close my life would e in better shape than it has been in years if i got this gig. it goes through may, giving me a chance to find other part time work if i have to till we move to los angeles. {which IS happening.}

anyway, im gonna go relax and have a small glass of wine before i go wrap up the exhibit and then stop in quickly at a party thing that's being thrown for it and then crashing so i can prep for six straight days of 08:00 to 17:00s. 

WOO!

good night lovelies, and expect me to talk about the hunger games trilogy. 

a lot.

and now i leave you with this wisdom:

"Technically, I am unarmed. But no one should ever underestimate the harm that fingernails can do. Especially if the target is unprepared."

~*~

DFTBA

being completely tore up....

as only good literature can do. 

so basically, i read the hunger games by suzanne collins like two months ago but then couldn't afford the next two so i have been agonizing about it ever since. HOWEVER, my mommy {being the awesome mommy that she is} bought the trilogy in hardback for my birthday.

....

SQUUUUUEEEEEEE!!!!

*ahem*

anyway, i read catching fire today and HOLY. SHIT. not only was it a completely amazing story, but started out on a high and just kept climbing. there was not a single boring sentence or an unimportant passage and there were moments when everything was so frustrating and unjust that i literally fell apart {in public no less, dear me!} crying for pages at a time, knowing that nothing could possibly improve the situation and that everyone is doomed and that all will end in sadness and death. 

and THEN! 

shit. goes. crazy. 

this is seriously so far one of the best trilogies i have ever read {i don't want to say best yet because i still have to read mockingjay, but it's becoming a real possibility}

i am so emotionally invested in these characters and torn just as much as katniss about the choices that she has to make and i want so badly for things to end well, but i just don't think they can, and if  they can, i am VERY excited to see how collins is going to bring it about because her writing can make whole worlds for me; worlds that have no possible way to exist and have seemingly no right to exist, but that are so real i can smell the coal and taste the salt and feel the pain of the people i am following. 

ugh. it all just makes me so frustrated that i can't stand it. i will probably plow through mockingjay tomorrow because i LITERALLY couldn't put this one down, i can only imagine how hard it will be with the final installment. 

so for now, all i can say is:

i am freedom in panem

moving on. 

HOLY CRAP THE COAST GUARD WAS ON THE FERRY TODAY.

whew. ok. let's elaborate a little. 

so i got on the boat and i was reading catching fire and i had my headphones in and i wasn't really paying attention to anyone or anything around me. however, when you are walking and reading and have a coffee in your hand, you gotta look up sometimes, right? right. so i do as i am walking onto the boat and i glance up to see a guy in like, a really weird bullet proof vest type vest watching us all board.

weird. 

but, what ever.

so i snipe out my favourite seat {we are back on the kaleetan and off the damn walla walla so i know where my seat is. BOOyah} and i sit down and i am reading {HELLA reading} and i am listening sort of vaguely to my 'i just wanna sing' mix, and all at once, about five minutes into our trip, i notice something a bit off. something that sort of makes the little hairs on the back of my neck stand up. i look up and there are four or five guys walking around all suited up and with gear and fuckin' m16's and shit and the reason that i got the uncomfortable feeling was because i could hear, through my loud headphones, the fact that everyone on the boat was silent. SILENT.

now, these weren't like crazy psycho killers or anything. it was the coast guard. but people are so quiet and nervous in the way that can only be caused by people walking up and down the rows with GIANT. FUCKING. GUNS strapped to them. doesn't always matter that they are 'good guys'. sometimes it just matters that you are completely impotent to do anything, anything to protect yourself should shit get out of hand. 

so that was MY commute this morning. and on my walk i just read the whole way so i got to work in what seemed like no time and didn't even get hit by any cars ^_^

that's all i really want to talk about at the mo'.

OH! except that if you need a roomie in seattle untill may, i would LOVE to be that person. contact me. SERIOUSLY.

and now i leave you with this bit of wisdom:

'Don't be a pawn in somebody's game. Find the attitude which gives you the maximum strength and the maximum dignity, no matter what else is going on'

cheers!

~*~

DFTBA

enjoying the days leading up to my birthday....

and i said to myself, 'SELF! you got some random ass stuff to talk about! AND how!' i suppose that a sort of list will have to be the order of the day or else i will forget something. so here goes {in arbitrary order}

1}batman rain slicker

2}people who use the words 'ironic' and 'angst' badly

3}where my blondie bear fixation started

4}stuff about my birthday

5}shows i'm into right now

6}shooting in my town

7}being a grown up

and 8} CRAFTS!! WOO!

let's fly, pigeon.

so there i was, by the quidditch pitch, looking for phones and making sure that no one is manhandling hagrid, when suddenly i see a little boy scurry by, followed closely by his mother, and wearing a truly amazing garment. 

sweet. funky. moses. 

it became immediately clear to me that should i ever wish my life to be complete, procuring this rain slicker must move up in the ranks of my priorities. i mean LOOK at it!! it's got a little cape and abs and a utility belt and EVERYTHING!! i just want to go out and not only fight crime, but romp in puddles in this thing. so i spent a good deal of the next hour trying not to stare at this little kid, enviously coveting his coat, and looking forward to the time when i could go home and look them up. because that is how i do. and guess what terrible news awaited me on my quest? GUESS!

....

they only come in little boy sizes. 

my heart, was truly crushed. 

i'm not saying it was argentina crying for eva peron or anything, but yes, i was pretty bummed out. also, guess what else i can't get because i am not a six year old?

man, being a grown up suxorz.

on to numero dos!

now, i get peeved easily when people use the wrong words. or use words in the wrong context. or completely don't know what a word REALLY means, but pepper their speech with it so that they sound smart {you don't by the way}. the two words that i hate the most being used poorly are 'ironic' and 'angst' especially when it gets made into 'angsty'. 

just kill me.

first of all, i usually bottle up this righteous indignation and save it for later, which i guess is now, so that i don't seem like a know-it-all douche bag. but i would like to treat you all now to the definition of the word 'angst'. 

*Angst - "neurotic fear, anxiety, guilt, remorse"

*the dread caused by man's awareness that his future is not determined but must be freely chosen

*a feeling of dread, anxiety, or anguish  

ANGUISH people. A.N.G.U.I.S.H. 

serious moral, ethical, mental pain caused at once by one's own insignificance and the knowledge that no one will be helping you on this bumpy road called life.

not, 'oh that moody teen is so angsty', or 'nothing, im just feeling sort of angsty.' 

{note: angsty is not a word. stop saying it}

also, if you are wanting to apply this word to theatre, which is what i do because the theatre is what i study and do and love, angst means 'the desperate desire for that which one can never have.'

heavy. shit. 

give it some respect people. don't just throw it around like it means nothing, or eventually, it will mean nothing. 

as far as 'ironic' is concerned, i feel like i have already filled my pretentious jerk quota for the day, so i will simply direct you to this video. there is a lot of good information here, and i seriously hope that you take it to heart. language needs to be respected and cherished and upheld as one of our primary forms of communication. let's not destroy our language, alright kittens?

shall we move on?

excellent.

so tonight, after making the executive decision to not watch the next episode of buffy with my mom, lest she go to bed TERRIBLY depressed {i'm nearing the end of season six, so, you know}, i decided to put the labyrinth on until she went to bed so i could watch dollhouse and not spoil it for her because she isn't caught up. as i was watching, i realized something that had never occurred to me before. 

first, let me make something very clear:

this was the first man that i can remember ever having a crush on that included tummy buterflies and the desire to kiss him. {tmi? don't care}i was very young when i saw it, but i can remember distinguishing this crush from others, including those i may have had on real people i knew {like brandon}.

to put it simply, i was in love with jareth, the goblin king. 

the six foot something bad blond paragon played by the truly scrumptious david bowie. 

now what i realized this evening was  that this is where my love for the tall blond bad boy came from. it went straight from here to billy idol {who i would still totally do} and from billy to spike {rowr} and then from spike to draco malfoy. and the draco thing was even before the later movies when he took the form most people recognize. i am talking about what i made up in my head from the descriptions in the books.  long before the film actors got all growed up.

anyway, it all started with my beautiful bowie as the tragically in love, yet truly bad king of the goblins; master of magics and ruler of all his domain. also, he can contact juggle. {not bowie of course, but jareth can} and if you don't know what contact juggling is or you haven't seen this movie {in which case, GO WATCH IT RIGHT NOW BEFORE YOU SPEAK TO ME AGAIN} here is a video of what contact juggling is. it is pretty much the tits. 

anyway, it is a bit strange to me that i never thought of this before, but now that i know, it sort of makes all kinds of sense, and i fell like maybe there is something to it. but that is something i shall ponder and process in my own mind. ^_^

and now, on to thing number

woo!

my birthday is on thursday and i am pretty damn excited. basically, this whole week i am making about me and i am relaxing as much as possible. i will work a little, but not a ton and then, the festivities begin. while i wait, i hope that dk returns comes in the mail because i want to play it in a BIG way. it is totally fun. but on thursday i am doin the family dinner thang, and then friday i am having a small get together with some friends and then saturday after work i am kickin it with the cousin unit, who i totally dig because she is an awesome friend {yeah YOU ashley! ^_^}

i just hope that i don't party myself out too much because i have a voice acting audish on sunday {yay!} and i want to not suck ^_^

also, i am really excited about friday because my friend who is planning it has said something about a fantastic birthday surprise, and i cannot WAIT to know what that means!!!! {megaaan, i wanna knooooow!!!!}

numbuh fiiiive!

{note: i just put '5' into google. interesting stuff}

so i am into a couple of new shows right now. well, basically one new one, plus continuing on an old one. but the one that i really want to talk about is 

it is freaking. AMAZING.

i wont spend a ton of time on this because i want to watch one more episode and it is late and this is already getting long. buut i just freaking love how everyone on it plays so many parts so beautifully and how joss has outdone himself on the discussion of moral depravity and what is right and what is real and that he has used so many of his people, but also brought in new people who i have never known before, but now will hope to see in more whedon projects. people just keep cropping up and i freaking LOVE it. the story {i am on season two right now} is so crazy and strange and frightening and i am so terribly sad that this will be the last season. stupid fox network always canceling joss. did we learn nothing from firefly?! come on douche-bags.

gah.

ok, moving on.

{also, i don't know what this ^ means} 

on a not so happy note, there was a shooting in my town. now i live in a pretty small town, low crime, low homeless rate, low everything {including fun, which has nothing to do with this}.my mom and were driving to jo anne's fabrics {yes. tease me i dare you} and to do that we passed the wal mart where we saw about ten cop cars and the lanes to turn in were cordoned off and it all looked very ominous. i just assumed drug bust or some drunk guy {which we see, not often, but not never} and by the time we'd left jo anne's we found out that it was a shooting. two people got killed {including the shooter} and two deputies got injured. we might never know why it happened but if you are curious you can read about it here.

it was a way weird thing to have happen in this town because nothing ever really happens in this town and now people are in full paranoia mode. 

lets lighten things a bit, shall we kittens?

today, i made my very first college loans payment! woooo! being a grown up totally blows!! YAAAAY!

i don't want to dwell on this too hard. so i wont.

take THAT!

 eight. my favourite number ^_^

i am doing HELLA crocheting and knitting right now. i just got a folio for all of my needles and hooks and stitch markers and things and even have a big old yarn bag. WOO! in fact, i am making a blanket. i have never made something as big as a blanket before and i am sort of doing it because i want one {not that i need a new blanket, if you've seen my bed, you know this. i am a nester. i burrow. maaaany blankets.} but because i want to see if i can do it. if i can actually fucking finish something that i start. something that requires a certain amount of care, and love, and dedication. and since i don't really have anywhere or anyone else to put that towards {not a passive aggressive dig at myself. just an observation} then i will put those things into a project that i will love and use and cherish for a very long time to come. and if the boys are lucky, i might even share it ^_^ {the blanket, duh}.

 

YAY! we did it folks! we made it to the end. and now, alas, i must take my leave. i want to watch some dollhouse and i want to do some reading. but i will leave you with this wisdom on my way out:

'looks don't concern me maestro. only talent interests a woman of taste.'

.

cheers!

~*~

DFTBA

losing track of the days....

this is gonna be a really short little blurb until i have more time/something to write about that is actually interesting. basically, just wanted to let everyone know that i am alive and kicking {not puppies or anything, don't fret} and i am eagerly awaiting my birthday!
yes.
eight days ladies and gentlemen, and the super rock beezy that is me will be 23 years old.
for twenty three years i will have been rocking this earth and living the dream.
well, at least the first part ^_^
things are getting dreamier though. so that's pretty awesome.
anyway, that's all i wanted to say.
feel free to send me love and gifts {jk about the second part...kindof...no really. kidding....}
also, happy birthday wishes are always welcome.
but, now that my gleaming narcissism has had center stage for a moment, i shall bid you adieu!
i leave you with this wisdom happy readers:

'beauty without intelligence is a masterpiece painted on a napkin'

cheers,
~*~
DFTBA