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Country: United States State: California Metro: Los Angeles Birthday: 12/1/1971 Gender: Female
Interests: Music...theatre...ummm..is there anything else? *lol* Piano Bars, karaoke, travel, lounging, web surfing, Instant Messaging, Having Fun and Making People Smile! Expertise: ummm...too many to mention? That sounds conceited now doesnt it! Music and Theatre would probably be my main expertise....but I have lots of experience in customer support, teaching Sunday School, and dealing with grief. Occupation: Other Industry: Entertainment
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Member Since:
12/31/2000
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| Answer to Latest Movie quotes game:
BLAZING SADDLES
as if there were any doubt.
Thanks for playing!!! | | |
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On the way to the library today, I saw a little girl walking with her mom, or her nanny, or some adult female figure. She was a toddler, with currly blonde hair, wearing a pink shirt, and darker pink cords. I started to cry. There is a picture of me about that age in a very similar outfit, with my mom. I actually put in in the collage for her funeral. We're on one of the cheesey kids rides at the fair. She was so young and pretty in that picture.. and smiling so big for the camera.. I'm pretty sure my dad was taking the picture... and he was probably wearing those funky brown cords he has on in every picture taken of him in the 70s. Back before my entire life became a handbook for disfunctional families. Back when we were happy.
Maybe they werent happy then. I dont know. Maybe I never will. I cant ask my Mom, she's gone. I cant ask my Dad, he's just as gone to me at this point. Pictures are worth a thousand words, but maybe they dont always tell the right words.
What ARE the right words???
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I got a phone card in the mail from my grandmother.. well from my uncle, but Memom sent it. So I called Memom, and in the course of conversation, I told her I wouldnt be home for Christmas this year. I know she is disappointed, but she also understands, and is being very supportive. It was still a very difficult phone call. Same conversation was the 'I know last week was hard for you, it was hard for me too' (last week being Mom's birthday). Yeah... thanks for making me cry. Love you, too. Ah well... I'm a very emotional creature. I cant seem to change that, no matter how hard I may try. I try to harden my heart, it doesnt work. Only way it works is to leave the barrier up, and that came crashing down a little while ago. So yeah... I'm way way WAY too emotional. As if you couldnt tell from my posts. I havent decided yet if this is a good thing as a performer, or a bad thing. I'm thinking its good, because I can usually convey the emotion of any song I sing very well, because I feel it when I sing it. However, if I am already emotionally in one space, and then try to perform something that is an opposite emotion, I can run in to trouble. Sometimes, having too much time to be introspective is a very bad thing. Yeah... definitely spending too much time alone with my own thoughts lately. And the conversations I do have with other people just seem to replay themselves over and over in my head until I drive myself crazy. Need to get out more. Need to meet more people. Need to make new memories. Need to... need to not be so.... me... LOL I dont know... stick around for another couple minutes folks, my mood will change, I'm sure. WHEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!
Ah... this merry-go-round called life.... I want a different horse!!!!!!!! | | |
| oh.. forgot to say Happy Halloween / Blessed Samhain to all.
I used to love this holiday. Now.... enh... I had planned to be in WeHo (West Hollywood for the non-LA people) tonight, but I just dont feel like the party scene right now. Biggest Halloween Block Party a stone's throw away, and I dont feel like it.
Damn... I am getting old... | | |
| Gotta love Sondheim.. he hits the nail right on the head:
LOSING MY MIND
The sun comes up, I think about you. The coffee cup, I think about you. I want you so, It's like I'm losing my mind. The morning ends, I think about you. I talk to friends, I think about you. And do they know? It's like I'm losing my mind. All afternoon, Doing every little chore, The thought of you stays bright. Sometimes I stand In the middle of the floor, Not going left, Not going right. I dim the lights And think about you, Spend sleepless nights To think about you. You said you loved me, Or were you just being kind? Or am I losing my mind? I want you so, It's like I'm losing my mind. Does no one know? It's like I'm losing my mind. All afternoon, Doing every little chore, The thought of you stays bright. Sometimes I stand In the middle of the floor, Not going left, Not going right. I dim the lights And think about you, Spend sleepless nights To think about you. You said you loved me, Or were you just being kind! Or am I losing my mind?
So yeah... feeling very... I dont know the right word... confused maybe... today. So much I want to say, and dont know where to begin. My inner monologue seems to be stuck on the above song. Life can be so very complicated. I had a great time over the weekend. Didnt make it to the party, but that was OK. A didnt feel like it. No problem. I enjoyed where I was just fine. Probably more than the party actually! LOL But now I am feeling.... just... weird. I know it is mostly me and my own stupid neuroses... but they're mine.. and they dont go away easily.
*sigh*
Even I am tired of angsty, neurotic me. GAH!!! | | |
| New Movie quote:
"Oh, baby, you're *so* talented... and they are *so* dumb"
and one more:
"I must have killed more men than Cecil B. DeMille. "
This movie is by one of my favorite directors ever.
Now remember the 'rules', give another quote from the movie if you know one. I'll reveal the answer on Monday.
Enjoy!  | | |
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