Alright, so I haven't been on in a while and I figured I ought to update so here it is.

As the TARDIS Turns: Not a great deal of updating, the anti-fan club keeps gaining new members and losing old ones (as in more people hate me and more people realize that they don't hate me, they were just being conformists). The one whom I mentioned in the last update is still not speaking to me, big surprise. So as of right now nothing major which is cool.

Titus Andronicus: The show ended a few weeks ago and it was one of the best experiences acting for me. It was the most difficult role I have ever put myself in, but I am really glad I went through with it. I had a lot of the theatre faculty members tell me that it was the best work they've ever seen me done which was such a great thing to hear. I won't lie to you though, I spent the day after it ended (my 21st birthday as well) having random sobbing spells. I didn't realize what an emotional toll the part was taking on me until it was over. Despite all of that though, I would do it again in a heartbeat. Make sure you check out the pictures at the end of this :D

Lionface Productions: So the people that put on Titus Andronicus are also creating a production company. I ended up doing all of the advertising and PR stuff for Titus and apparently I did such a good job that they want me to be their publicist, which is pretty much awesome.

I turned Black Jack: a.k.a. 21: So I'm 21 now and it's about time. The day of my birthday sucked, but to be honest that is something that has been happening since I was 16. I attribute it to the fact that my grandmother was killed 5 days after my sixteenth birthday so something with my birthday just triggers that horrible feeling :S However, I have amazing friends who helped me to properly celebrate my 21st birthday for the week!

Cedar Point Screamsters: I began my job as a Screamster this past weekend and it was AMAZING!!! I met some fantastic people and was able to create a character on only the 2nd night of working! I'm working in Fear Faire (renaissance faire gone bad) and I have this gorgeous green dress that honestly isn't all that scary as much as it's awesome! My character's name is Thorn and she is a harlot and a fortune-teller. I chose the role of a harlot not because I am one, but because my dress is a little big on me so it often slips off the shoulders and I tend to get hit on by guests so it just fit. I give out the occasional palm reading as well though I need to do some research so that I can make them a bit more accurate then what they have been. My make-up is also astounding! I look like I have the plague or something; it's great!

Alright that's all for now, mainly because I'm a little tired and should probably finish up the stuff I need to do and hit get to bed. Below are the promised pictures :D
( Pictures from Titus Andronicus )

 A few quick notes before the episode starts. All things written here are true, but from my point of view and from my side (which is probably the only one you'll get, sorry guys). I will never list names, groups, or locations in these and it will never be my intention to offend anyone. This is my way of releasing stress, nothing more, nothing less (Hey, I rhymed!). In these I will refer to myself as "m" and it will be in third person, as to make it seem more episodic and soap opera-like. Enjoy!

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This week on "As The TARDIS Turns"

M finds herself in her first week of college, junior year. There is a feeling of excitement in reuniting with former characters from the show (lol, or classmates and friends) and yet also a sense of dread. Something lurks on the horizon. Tuesday comes with the promise of a meeting with her fraternity in the evening. This is particularly exciting as she had an interesting night before. Monday night had brought forth characters who are decidedly against M, but she was fine with the snubbing. In some twisted way, it was actually flattering that people would put forth so much effort to avoid her. Clearly she had made some sort of impression on them, albeit negative. But the episode digresses.

Cut to after the meeting. An old friend upon being reunited with M decides to share some concerns with her regarding some people in/associated with the fraternity. There is a rising concern in regards to an event that was being planned. This particular friend was co-heading it with someone who had seemingly replaced her little as co-head. M assured him that it was probably just his imagination and surely if he spoke to her about it things would be resolved. There were a few more words spoken on the grounds of the event and concern that it wouldn't go well on account of some of the ideas and people working on it. Ironically enough, some of the stars of last year's episodes (i.e. engagement accusation, ex-roommate, etc.) were heading up the event.

Cut to Saturday. M lies in her apartment, contemplating all of the work that she needed to do that day or tomorrow. The phone rings. Dramatic pause as she checks to see who it is. It is the other co-head, the one in question. Suspicious indeed. Answering the phone proved a bad idea and the accusations began flying. M was accused of talking behind this person's back, which she attempted to assure this person, who was also a friend of hers, that it was not something that was nearly that serious. The co-head proclaimed that she had seen the two of us talking together and M didn't deny it. To quote the bible on this one: Let he who is without sin throw the first stone. M thought it wise not to bring this up, though the thought did cross her mind. Then, the co-head came to what can only be assumed was her true intention in calling: to inform M that there was 'talk' of how M was going to sabotage the event! Gasp! Who could have ever said such a thing? Aye, but aside from her friend who had confided in her, there was only a small group of people involved. The same group of people with a personal, yet confusing, vendetta against her. 

Insert flashbacks of the various run-ins/former episodes of various events in which this group had put M through. Add in former pseudoseizures and anxiety attacks caused due to the stress of this happening. Insert panic.

M went immediately on the defensive, which may have caused her to come off more harshly then what she meant. She had already decided that this was the year that she would not have a seizure and would finally have a school experience for the first time in her life. She felt incredibly hurt that someone she considered a friend would believe that she would go as far as to boycott or sabotage an event the previously mentioned people were involved in. What would her motive in doing that be? Why would she sink to that level? The world spun as words were fired to and fro. Finally M hung up, unable to take anymore. She knew all to well the consequences of her continuing to get upset; she would say something she didn't mean or have medical issues because of all of this.

She escaped to a coffee shop where she proceeded to memorize lines for a few hours. After that, she met up with a friend who helped to put her in a better mood, at least for a little while. But alas, this episode still had a good 15 minutes to go so you know something was going to happen.

Fast forward to sitting in apartment. The phone rings. Damn, she thought, I should have turned it off. However, she picked it up to discover it was the friend that had confided in her. M confronted him about these accusations to which he denied saying anything. Then he admitted to mentioning that M was upset with the event. This was partially true, M felt that the way that things were going was going to hurt the overall fraternity. Upon getting upset again and hanging up the phone M came to a conclusion. Someone was lying, but who? Was it the friend that confided in her? Or was it the angry co-head? Or was there some outside source...

M checked her email and groaned. A message from the co-head. It essentially explained everything she had said over the phone, adding her disappointment in M to the list of things that were wrong with her. At this point, M was utterly drained and had just enough strength to reply attempting to explain her position again.

The episode ends with M walking around the town at night, quoting her lines from Titus Andronicus and a monologue for her audition on Monday. If there was trouble on the horizon, one could be sure that she would do her best to avoid it. The drama had nearly killed her last year and she is not willing to go down without a fight.

End episode, credits roll.

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Next week on "As The TARDIS Turns"

Uh... well I don't really know actually. I have to wait until it actually happens. But I can give you my predictions! I predict that there is going to be some run-ins with these characters and that M is going to try to avoid drama as much as she can. She'll also audition for The Importance of Being Earnest and maybe You're a Good Man, Charlie Brown. But for now, you'll have to be like me and just wait and see what happens.

My head hurts,

MoT

If drama is within a ten mile radius, it inevitably finds me. One of my friends went as far as deciding that my life is a soap opera, "Days of Our Dorm" A quick summary of the past school year: Police looking for my roommate, spending my birthday memorizing lines for someone who was sick only to find that she had gotten better (which was good, I just wish someone else could have done it instead of me) same-said roommate moving out on the grounds that "She was going to kill me," hospitalized for an accidental overdose, found that my creepy stalker ex was still stalking me just at a distance now, gaining a new roommate who was psychotic and needed the 'relaxation machine's interpretation of crickets mating to fall asleep, accused of trying to break up an engagement between a vain belly dancer and a 'tattoo spots for eyebrows' ex-Nazi (yes, you have my permission to laugh, it is quite funny in retrospect) which resulted in two weeks worth of harassment and a full-scale attempt to prevent me from becoming a member in the honorary theatre fraternity, had a rugby ball thrown through my dorm room window while I was in the room, and hospitalized again for severe dehydration caused by mono hepatits (mono that has affected my liver and my spleen which would have ruptured if I got hit in the stomach) and jaundice 5. And those were just the highlights.

Now that I have an apartment (named the TARDIS) we're changing the name to "As the TARDIS Turns." I'll periodically update with what arises on the soap opera of my life. At the moment, it's not too terribly interesting. There's a lot of snubbing from previous characters, not much. Keep a look out though!

Also, Lavinia in Titus Andronicus is easily the hardest role I've ever had. The most physical as well, so I will be keeping an active bruise count until the show's over so watch for that at the end of every entry.

Okay, I'm tired. It was my first week of class and luckily I don't have class tomorrow. Alright I'm sleeping in!

Over and out,

MoT

Titus Andronicus Bruise Count: 2

 Good day everyone!

I'm officially moved into my new apartment, though still in various states of unpacked. We've decided to name the apartment "The TARDIS" after Doctor Who (if you don't know it, look it up, it's a British sci-fi television show). Allow me to give you a quick tour ;)

Our kitchen kicks ass, though it's a little small. Tons of counter space though and what's really cool is it has an old gas stove, you know, the kind where you actually see the flame. Our living room/dining room is pretty wicked as well. The table and the chairs are from the seventies and were pulled up from my basement, while the furniture in the living room is a cacophony of young and old. We do have a long end table that is painted sky blue with clouds and what looks like Egyptian hieroglyphs. But the best part is the life-sized cardboard cutout of Legolas (Lord of the Rings' Orlando Bloom) that stands in the corner as our bodyguard. At the moment he has stolen my sunglasses and is rocking out in them while wearing a New Year's tiara and Mardi Gras beads. It looks like he's had an interesting night. The bathroom is pretty standard, nothing too spectacular about it. My roommates' room leads to the balcony, which is small but great for storm watching as we get the roof as an overhang. My room is in disarray at the moment, but overall is shaping up to be a pretty bitchin' room if I do say so myself.

On another note, school begins next week. I'm actually kind of ready for school to start back up, I miss people being everywhere. But tonight is the big send-off party for three of my friends. Rather then give you names, here are there nicknames which are way more interesting to the readers, I'm sure. They are "The Destroyer of Worlds," "The Once and Future," and "The Lightest Thing." Bear in mind, we actually refer to them like this. Yeah, we're not theatre nerds at all :P

Lastly, rehearsals for Titus Andronicus are starting this week. I'm incredibly excited and can't wait to get started. Though I won't have much in the way of lines, I do have a ton in the way of physical movement (what with the no hands and no tongue this is a pretty obvious assessment of the character). I don't remember if I mentioned it before, but I'm playing Lavinia, daughter of Titus. Check out the play, it is basically emo Shakespeare at its best.

Well I shall leave off for now to do laundry. Apparently Legolas doesn't know how. Le sigh.

Until next time,

Maid of Theatre

*exits stage right*

H'okay. So. Before I get into all of the good stuff about why I'm stupid excited I feel it's prudent to tell how my past weekend went, particularly given the previous post. So here's the deal:

Apparently my little hometown and it's neighboring associates had a revelation about me. Because all of the sudden the little neighborhood that hates me and stalks me suddenly thinks I'm hot shit. There were a plethora of gentlemen callers, a couple of whom I got to admit that they were trying to get me drunk with hopes of 'taking advantage of me.' Charming, isn't it? One of the guys insisted that I couldn't leave until I at least kissed him, which was after he guilt tripped me about how nice he had treated me. In his defense, he was very sweet to me, coming on very strong, but sweet. I am going to admit that I believe it was a wise move on my part that I didn't share my number, just my Facebook. Which seems to be enough as I was contacted a mere two days afterwards. Le sigh. The other notable caller is a good friend of my before mentioned creepy stalker ex, as well as a good friend of mine. Unfortunately one of his friends didn't take to kindly to me so we ended up fighting because of it. Everything is fixed now, but what a wasted opportunity >.<* Thankfully, creepy stalker ex didn't make an appearance, though I found out that he did have a chat with my father :S Awkward...

Okay. Now that that's out of the way I will tell you why I'm excited. I just got hired... as a Screamster for Cedar Point!!!!!! For those of you who don't realize the awesomeness of this, allow me to explain.

Ahem.

Cedar Point is a large amusement park in Sandusky, Ohio. During the fall months, they host what is known as Halloweekends. Essentially, at night the park goes from fun to terrifying (but hopefully still fun). Ghosts, zombies, vampires, and other creatures of the night emerge from shadows to come prey upon the living. Screamsters are the lovely people who get to portray those monsters and essentially scare the pants off of everyone. I definitely recommend going if you able to, it's going to be awesome.

What makes this deal even sweeter is that it is a paying gig. $8.00/hr plus free housing and all of the makeup and costumes are provided for you. But what really excites me is the location I'm working in. The park gets divided up into different sections such as Fright Zone, Corn-Stalking, etc. I'm going to be in an area called Fear-Faire. Now imagine a renaissance faire. Now imagine that same faire only TERRIFYINGLY EVIL! Not to mention medieval weaponry, characters, costumes, accents, etc. I'm freaking out over this and it's awesome!

On another quick note, I will be leaving Brafire on Sunday :( These are my last few days as a subleaser and it's been fun. Now I will be moving into the TARDIS (yes that is the name of my new apartment and Dr. Who's vessel) where I will officially be living, not just subleasing. W00t! More on that to come!

Alright, I'm going to peace out then because I need to go bounce off the walls.

Signing and Screaming Off,

MoT

P.S. This is a great year for corn, it is at least a foot taller then I am, check out the picture :D

So tomorrow afternoon I will be traversing back to my original hometown. While I am looking forward to seeing some people again and doing some good ol' hillbilly gambling at the picnic that is going on this weekend, there is something that is bothering me about his whole affair.

And that something is actually someone: My ex.

Now, you hear the phrase 'my ex' and typically it's no big deal, you broke up, move on, get over it. My issue here is the part about getting over it. I have, he hasn't.

Let me rewind a little bit and give you the SparkNotes version of this whole ordeal.

( The SparkNotes Version and Then Some... )

I've got a couple plans on how to avoid having to see him, but frankly it's a small town with a small park where this picnic is held. It really is only barely a town, a bit bigger then the village where my family lives. So if anyone reading this has any ideas on what I can do please tell me, I need all the help I can get. In the meantime, I'm going to try to stay positive and hope for the best. There's no reason why I shouldn't be able to have fun with some friends and family whom I haven't seen in a long while. But, I'm worried... not scared per se, but worried...

Here's to the weekend, Lord help it go by smoothly.

MoT

 It's been awhile since I've been on :S It's been a rather eventful week/past week/series of days (wasn't sure how to phrase that so pick your poison and we'll move on). Let's review:

I had an interview which went well, looking to hear back in August as to whether or not I get the job. Basically it would be me playing and doing activities with kids for 3 or so hours a day which would be, frankly, amazing. It's like paying me to never grow up which I am okay.

I sold another piece of artwork!!! I sold a shirt of Gir and Piggy that I had a lot of fun putting together. Get excited, I am :D ---> readingbeauty.redbubble.com

I recently got to perform with the short form comedy improvisational team, The Plastic Shatners, which I've been a member of for a year. We got paid $100 for a half hour show. It went really well and was a lot of fun, but what really got us was the guy after us. In a completely unplanned turn of events and no sooner than we walk off of the stage, this random guy walks up and begins preaching about the end of the world and how we all must repent immediately or die in hell. We just kept on walking, though I think a few people wondered whether or not if he was with us. The most interesting part was when the guy was just about to get into the height of a huge sermon about how we are all sinners, the band members turned on the speakers and started blasting some oldie's music. Everyone applauded and the guy and his lackey just walked off. I got told that our group was 'darling' and the lady wanted to know what church we are with. Now, this was rather interesting since on the team there have been atheists, Catholics, Jews, Lutherans, and numerous other denominations.

I got cast in Titus Andronicus!!! Stupid excited about that, so's you know. I will be playing one of the few female roles in the show, Lavinia, daughter of Titus. So, to put my character in a SparkNotes/CliffNotes kind of deal, throughout the show I get fought over, married, widowed, raped, my hands cut off, my tongue cut out, pitied, avenged, and than eventually killed by my father. Challenging, but so freakin' awesome! Pictures will be shared so keep your eyes open for that. The show is being set in the Vietnam War era so I'd imagine there will be more guns then swords in the production, despite all of the dismembering that goes on. It's a great opportunity for me to work with great people and learn to become comfortable with awkward situations on stage (i.e. there will be an awkward small rape scene onstage, though most of the 'raping' is offstage).

My uncle has discovered Facebook and we have been exchanging silly Shakespearean style messages back and forth. I may eventually post parts of them so if you like that sort of thing, keep your eyes open.

That's all I can think of for right now, though I know there is probably more that I'm just forgetting. So I'll close with a picture of the item I sold and a wish that everyone is having a great summer :D

The Maid of Theatre

 So minor health hiccup.

The medication is doing well, I'm not having constant severe mood swings anymore, I haven't had a pseudoseizure or anxiety attack in at least a month, and overall the dizziness is manageable. However, as a trade I have side effects from the meds. The first of these is extreme shakiness. Try cutting up an onion when your hand is gyrating all over the place. It's difficult. The second of these is heat and I mean lots of heat. Despite the cool temperature in the apartment I am literally sweating buckets. My doctor explained that it was due to my hormones being higher than normal on account of the medication.

Now don't get me wrong, this is ten times more manageable than thrashing on the floor, but it's really uncomfortable.

Moving on.

So I've been considering writing some fan fiction again. It's something I did when I was younger and fell out of, but lately my account on FanFiction.com has apparently been really active lately. Which is weird because I am fairly sure that my writing when I was younger was crap (at least compared to my writing now). However, I still have loads of scripts I could be working on so this would be simply out of guilt for leaving my readers hanging.

Still no job yet. I hate the economy. And I'm not very fond of Obama. There! I said it! I await the various attempts on my life and opinion but alas. It's not just me though. My dad blames Obama for everything... including the toilet getting plugged and the cat's litter box needing changed. It's actually really funny to watch him find all these different things to blame on Obama that could in no way, shape, or form have effected. In the case of the litterbox, it was because he promised 'Change' and the litter box remained unchanged.

Okay. It's really warm and the computer is not helping. Le sigh. Sighing and signing off.

Last night actually, I was hanging out with friends. We watched Casablanca while having fondue and wine. It was so much fun and so relaxing...

 After a relaxing day swimming at the local quarry and hanging out with friends, I've decided to continue relaxing by updating the livejournal. So here's a list of some recent happenings I've had within the last couple of weeks.

1. My art site has finally reached 1000 views! Super excited about that and I'm waiting for the t-shirt portion of the site to go up as well (currently it's around 280 views). If you're interested in checking out that action here's the site. http://readingbeauty.redbubble.com

2. I finally got a job interview! I got interviewed today for a position as a bus aide for people with developmental disabilities (mental retardation).

3. This weekend is Country-Fest. Country-Fest is a community picnic that goes on near my hometown. It's pretty standard as far as picnics go except for one major difference. Three words. Tractor Square Dancing. I shit you not, eight men on tractors, four dressed as women, locking wheels and weaving in and out as a caller calls out the moves in time with the music. It's always themed as well which just makes it more interesting. Here's a youtube video of the Wizard of Oz themed square dance: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6k4IL2Z-aWU

4. I have two skin shades and two only: Pale and Burnt. I discovered that today when I hadn't darkened at all, but the places that didn't get covered in sunscreen are bright red. Balls.

5. While swimming today, there was a tiny fish that decided to hunt me. Literally. This fish, which was about as long as my thumb, almost like a tadpole, kept following me around and nipped at me a couple times. It was bizarre.

6. I've recently began playing Final Fantasy 9, which, along with FF8, was leant to me by a good friend of mine. I am forcing myself to get all of my work done before I even touch it again because it is so addicting. I'm am only on the second disc and already I love it! I know that I have to have all of my stuff finished though or I won't stop playing it.

7. It would appear I enjoy making lists. Hmm... interesting...

8. I hate having von Willebrand's disease. I hate it even more that I have fibromyalgia. But the two of them combined makes it nigh impossible to find medications that work with each other. The big thing with the fibro though is that I have pseudo-seizures (seizures where I am fully awake and aware of what is going on, I just can't stop thrashing and twitching) and anxiety attacks. So it's really important that I find a medication that works. But with the blood disease, I tend to get anemic really easily and I lose a lot of blood, so it's really important that I get a medication that works for that too. We're getting there though, slowly but surely.

9. So lately I've found myself watching the show 'True Blood' and I can't quite figure out why. I've always had a fondness for vampires and vampires related stories or shows, but the acting is pretty bad, it plays upon a lot of stereotypes (especially those associated with people who live in the south) and it's sexual content is a bit more graphic then I feel comfortable watching. And yet something about the story itself is endearing to me and I find the concept rather refreshing. I really liked how vampires took on the role that gays and foreigners have had to go through before, the 'coming out of the coffin' so to speak. Also I am seeing a growth in the characters, the acting is improving. The first episode annoyed me and I found Anne Paquin trying to hard to play the role. However, I really respect her as an actress because compared to the first episode, she has gotten world's better (I only wish I could say that about all the characters). Also the main vampire characters (Bill and the vamps of Fangtasia) are wonderfully old-fashioned (as they should be, they were alive during the Civil War for crying out loud) which again is refreshing. I don't know, maybe I enjoy watching the growth and the vampires?

10. Tonight I'm hanging out with friends, watching Casablanca with fondue and wine. God, I love hanging out with theatre people. Classy one moment and crazy the next (such as playing the drinking game they invented called 'Covered in Beers' Sitting on a lawn chair, face upwards, while someone pours beer in their mouth typically missing at times hence the name, covered in beers). I personally don't take part in that game, it is only for the strongest drinkers. We would never allow a novice to play it for that reason.

Alright, I shall end it here tonight. I hope that anyone who reads this is having an equally relaxing day and if not, I high recommend it. 

Carpe Noctum,

Meghan

P.S. Just so you know, if I should refer to my apartment, it's name is the Women's Liberation Front, or Brafire for short. I'm subleasing for my friend this summer before moving into my first actual apartment. When it's just me at the apartment, it's considered Training Brafire (mainly playing on the fact that I am an everchild, someone who, despite being college age, looks as though they could be 12 or 13.)

Now that Henry V is over, I've been thinking about what is going on next for me. Here are some of the ideas I've come up with (Note: Some of them are silly, but some are legit so try to figure out where I'm being serious and where I'm making stuff up)

1. Get a job: This has been my goal for the last few weeks. Damn economy! Why is there not a single place hiring!? Luckily, I got my application in at this one place and I'm fairly hopeful so cross the fingers, knock on wood, break legs and throw elbows on that.

2. Conquer the world: Yeah, that's right. It's only number 2.

3. Finally sell one of my art pieces: I'm hopeful about this because I only joined this art site 2 weeks or so ago and I already have almost 1000 views, you may check it out if you wish -------> readingbeauty.redbubble.com

4. Watch an Oompa Loompa and a Munchkin have a cage fight: You're probably thinking that this one is one of the silly ones, but only a little. See the poll on the left bar thingy, the one that says the battle to end all battles, it'll explain a little more.

5. Work on my writing: In the past I've written poetry, short stories, fanfics, etc. Currently, I've been writing a lot of scripts lately, one of which got produced as a 10-minute Shortsfest show (Shortsfest is put on by Theta Alpha Phi (honorary theatre fraternity) in BGSU: It's student written, directed, performed, and produced shows). I'll add it to the bottom so you can read if you wish.

6. To work on my art: I've got a commission! That's right I'm getting paid to do something I love, hell to the yes!

7. To get over this freakin' cold: Or flu, whatever it is it's making my throat lumpy.

8. To see Aurora Borealis: That's probably not going to happen any time soon though.

9. To start a trend: Why not? It's already kind of happened with some of my 'catch phrases.' My favorite and most popular ones being 'Let's kick this pig,' 'Bitch please (technically not mine but I brought it back,' and my personal favorite: 'On a scale of one to ten, that's stupid.'

10. To find Nemo: Stupid fish.

Okay well I should probably go do something constructive or destructive so I'm signing off.

Boom. Roasted.

Mortal Kombat (my friends new nickname for me on account of my initals, MK)

Okay LJ Cut hates me, so the script is below. Read if you wish but please do not use it for anything without my expressed permission or my wrath will come and erase your ass. Mmm 'kay thanks!

CONFESSIONS

CHARACTERS

DANI	A strong-willed American woman who has just returned from spending a year in France. Though posing as a lesbian, she is actually very much in love with Robert, but fears commitment. She can have either a completely American accent or one slightly tinged with French.
ROBERT	An intelligent, though unconfident American man. It is clear that he is somewhat intimidated with Dani’s parents who wish for them to marry. Despite this, he is very much in love with Dani.
SACHA-MARIE	A young French woman, a lesbian though not openly. She speaks very little English, but when she does, she has a very thick accent. Since she does not understand much of what is going on, she typically maintains a polite, but confused attitude regarding the situation. It is clear that she has some sort of attraction to Dani.
MOTHER	Dani’s mother. She is a forceful person with a very outgoing attitude. She insists on knowing every detail of Dani’s life, to the point of almost being upset to find that she doesn’t know each one of her daughters friends (the case here being Sacha-Marie)
FATHER	Dani’s father. A forceful, outgoing person with a strict idea about how things are supposed to be. He runs on a strict time schedule and believes that everything else should as well, even life (the case here referring to Robert’s proposal)

SETTING

  A small airport somewhere in Ohio

TIME

  Mid-Afternoon. Present day; Summer

(Dani and Sacha-Marie enter with luggage. Robert is seen on stage, waiting for them.)

DANI. Now remember, when we see my parents we have to act (sees Robert for the first time) Robert?

ROBERT. Dani! Welcome home, how are you?

DANI. What are you doing here? Mom and Dad were coming to pick me up…

ROBERT. They’re here too, don’t worry—

DANI. Oh, right! Robert, this is Sacha Marie Caas, my—

ROBERT. (interrupting, shaking Sacha-Marie’s hand) Roommate, of course! It’s nice to finally meet you; Dani’s talked so much about you!

SACHA-MARIE. Has she?

ROBERT. Of course, having such a pretty roommate, she’s bound to have mentioned you…

SACHA-MARIE. I am pretty to you?

ROBERT. Well, yeah, obviously, I mean you are really--

DANI. Robert! Sorry, but can we do this later? I mean we’ve been on the plane for the last—

ROBERT. Oh, God you’re right, sorry. I’m just… well… I’m really nervous about this, but…

(Robert kneels on the ground, taking a small ring box out of his pocket. As he begins kneeling, Dani turns around to face Sacha-Marie head-on, her back to Robert).

DANI. Now, just so you know, my parents are a little overbearing, but don’t worry I’ll take care of them—

ROBERT. Um… Dani?

DANI. Hang on! Oh, and we don’t really have a spare bedroom at our house, but my brother will be out of town for the rest of the year so you can just take his room—

SACHA-MARIE. It is good, but, Dani, the Robert—

DANI. Oh, no, no, no, Robert doesn’t live with us so it’s fine—

ROBERT. Dani!

DANI. Robert, seriously, just wait! Now, they don’t speak French and they’re a bit ignorant about other cultures—

ROBERT. Damn’t, Dani!

DANI. (turning to face Robert) What, Robert?! (She sees Robert kneeling on the floor. Beat.) Get off the floor; you’re getting your pants dirty!

ROBERT. Dani, it’s kind of the protocol for this sort of thing…

DANI. No, it’s okay because you’re not proposing.

ROBERT. So if you’ll just let me do this—wait what?

DANI. I don’t know how to make it much clearer. You’re not ‘asking for my hand in matrimony’, you’re not ‘popping the question’, you’re not proposing.

ROBERT. Yes, I am, Dani, or at least I’m trying to…

DANI. No you aren’t.

ROBERT. Dani, I’m proposing.

SACHA-MARIE. He’s proposing to you?

DANI. No, he’s not.

ROBERT. Damn’t, yes I am Dani! See! (opens the box to reveal the wedding ring)

SACHA-MARIE. Then he is proposing to me?

DANI. Yes! I mean, no!

SACHA-MARIE. Very well, I accept your proposal.

ROBERT. You do?

SACHA-MARIE. Oui!

ROBERT. No, I mean, I’m proposing to Dani!

DANI. For the last time, you aren’t proposing to me or to anyone else!

ROBERT. What, do you want to be the one to propose?

DANI. No! Look, Robert, I have something important to tell you…

(Mother and Father enter)

FATHER. There’s my big girl!

MOTHER. We’re so proud, Robert is a lovely man.

SACHA-MARIE. Merci! It shall be very happy!

MOTHER. Oh, and this must be your lovely roommate, Salsa-Madie! You must come to the wedding darling, I’m sure Dani would love for you to be there—

DANI. Mom!

MOTHER. Or even in it! Won’t that be lovely, Salsa? Can I call you that? Salsa-Madie is just so long…

SACHA-MARIE. Sacha-Marie.

MOTHER. (addressing Father) Oh, honey, the poor dear doesn’t even speak English! (to Robert) Why are you still on the floor, dear?

FATHER. The shock too much for you, son?

MOTHER. The ring isn’t even on Dani’s finger! Oh, but of course, you probably didn’t know. The engagement ring should go on the left hand, on the—

ROBERT. I know where it goes, I just haven’t proposed yet!

FATHER. Well, then what’s the goddamn hold-up? We’ve been standing over there for fifteen minutes!

DANI. He’s not proposing!

MOTHER. Oh, he will he’s just shy, dear…

SACHA-MARIE. But didn’t he…

DANI. No, I mean he is not going to propose!

FATHER. Like hell he isn’t! (Father grabs Robert by the collar, dragging him to his feet)

DANI. Look, I don’t want Robert to propose!

MOTHER. Oh, so you rejected him…

DANI. No, I mean, not exactly—

ROBERT. She didn’t really answer…

FATHER. Well, hell, of course she didn’t if you never asked her!

SACHA-MARIE. He asked me!

FATHER. He what?!

MOTHER. You proposed to Sake-McGee!

SALSA-MARIE. Sacha-Marie!

MOTHER. Oh, no! I think that means yes in Swiss!

DANI. What? I mean, no, just listen to me!

MOTHER. (addressing Father) Honey, maybe we shouldn’t have trusted Robert with this…

FATHER. You’re absolutely right; I mean it’s a very important moment in our baby girl’s life…

ROBERT. I think I can propose to my own girlfriend, thank you very much!

FATHER. Obviously not if you proposed to her roommate!

ROBERT. Oh really? If you guys are so confident about it, what would you have done?

MOTHER. Now there’s no reason to get worked up Robert. I’m just saying we could have written something out for you—

FATHER. Hell, we could have just arranged the marriage! Then we could have saved ourselves the trouble!

SACHA-MARIE. I don’t think I quite understand… What sort of proposal is it you are referring to? It is as asking to visit one’s home, oui?

DANI. Definitely not!

ROBERT. Why the hell are we even fighting?

FATHER. Look, mister, if you would have had the guts to propose like you were supposed too—

(Everyone begins fighting, ad-libbing, except for Dani)

DANI. Guys! Everyone, please! (pause, then yelling) I’m a lesbian, okay?!

MOTHER, FATHER, ROBERT. What?

SACHA-MARIE. What? Oh yeah…

DANI. Look, I’ve been trying to tell you guys all along… Sacha-Marie and I are roommates…(taking Sacha-Marie’s hand) But we’re also lovers…

SACHA-MARIE. It’s true. Surprise!

MOTHER. You… and Salty…

DANI. Mom, it’s Sacha. Sacha-Marie.

MOTHER. Well… that’s… um… gay, I mean nice, no, I mean…

FATHER. What your mother is trying to say is that we don’t approve of this at all! What the hell do you mean that you’re—

MOTHER. Not now, dear, not when you are upset. Come along!

SACHA-MARIE. No, my name is not bad! It is a very nice name in France…

(She grabs Father’s arm and exits. Sacha-Marie, still misunderstanding, follows them off, still explaining. Pause. Dani moves to follow them off...)

ROBERT. Dani…

DANI. Robert… I’m sorry…

ROBERT. Dani… I’ve known you my entire life… you know that you can’t lie to me… You really aren’t a lesbian, are you?

DANI. (Pause) No… no, I’m not…

ROBERT. (Long pause.) Oh, thank God!

DANI. Excuse me?

ROBERT. Seriously, Dani, for a second there I really thought you were a lesbian, swear to God.

DANI. Bullshit, you didn’t believe me at all did you?

ROBERT. No, I’m serious! I mean, I’ve seen the way you look at the chicks on Lord of the Rings and let me tell you…

DANI. (punches Robert, half-serious, half-jokingly) Oh, shut up!

ROBERT. But… why did you lie to me? I mean… you still… like me, right?

DANI. Of course I do, I love you, Robert… I’m just… not ready to be married yet.

ROBERT. You too? Oh thank God, neither am I!

DANI. Really?!

ROBERT. Yeah, I only proposed because your parents told me that was what you wanted!

DANI. Really? They just hinted that you were planning on proposing here at the airport!

ROBERT. They did?!

DANI. Yeah, which is why I convinced Sacha-Marie—

ROBERT. To pretend to be your lover.

DANI. Right.

ROBERT. God, I feel so stupid!

DANI. Me too! I’m sorry for making you think I was a lesbian.

ROBERT. I’m sorry for ever trusting your parents.

DANI. Screw you!

(They reach for each other and kiss as Mother and Father reenter)

FATHER. What the hell’s going on now? I’m getting too damn old for this kind of shit and shenanigans!

ROBERT. We’re not getting married…(cowers as Father glares at him) Sir.

MOTHER. What do you mean? I thought you were proposing!

DANI. That’s what you guys want. Robert and I want to wait awhile, we’re still young! We want to travel—

ROBERT. Exactly! And the fact is, we’re not ready yet…so please… will you give us your blessing?

MOTHER. Well?

FATHER. If it’s all right with your mother… I suppose there isn’t really anything wrong with that plan…

MOTHER. Well, dear, it is better than you being…er…(whispering loudly) Gay…

FATHER. Damn straight!

DANI. Oh come on, don’t be such homophobes. There is absolutely nothing wrong with same-sex relationships…

(Sacha-Marie reenters as Dani is speaking.)

SACHA-MARIE. What is going on?

DANI. Oh, everything is good between Robert and me now… So we don’t have to pretend anymore!

SACHA-MARIE. Pretend?

DANI. Yeah, you know pretending to be lovers.

SACHA-MARIE. No… (everyone reacts as they realize what Sacha-Marie is getting at.) I’m a lesbian.

(Blackout)

This past month I have taken part in the Beautiful Kid's production of Henry V, playing the role of the Duke of Westmoreland. It ended yesterday, to my great sadness, but it was a lot of fun. Beautiful Kid's is an Independent Shakespeare Company in Bowling Green, Ohio and once a year they do a Shakespeare production in the city park. It's a nonprofit organization, but is still a worthwhile venture nonetheless. Not everything was enjoyeable about it though. During out last performance, a large group of people decided to have a loud party/barbeque directly behind out audience (so the audience didn't get to hear most of it). That was rather upsetting and rude but unfortunately respect for the theatre has unfortunately gone down. Here's a picture from the production though -----> ( Picture ) I am the one in the center and we are looking at the map of England and France, deciding what was the best way to sail around the letters was.

Here are a few memorable quotes from this event (some of them direct lines from the show):

• Eat my leek!
• You are a rascal, fare thee well!
• And then he asked, "But why was there a unicorn on the chamberpot?!"
• He looked her straight in the eye and said, "Get thee to a nunnery!"
• There is great man porn in Marmouth.
• Good! Aye, leeks is good!
• And touching ourselves, let us...
•  Is that a dagger I see before me? No, sir, that is my dick.
•  Once more into the breach, dear friends, once more!
• "Perish the man whose mind is backwards now!" "Why, dost thou not wish more men, dear cousin?" "God's will my liege, were it you and I alone, without these idiots, we could do this fucking play!" "Why, now thou hast unwished the entire cast!"
• Oh, that war!
• Shame, shame, nothing but shame!

Eventually, through my art site, I plan on making Shakespearean style t-shirts based on some of these quotes (namely Eat my Leek!) so stay tuned for that nonsense.

For those interested, here are my former feats in acting:

Hillbilly Weddin' - Ma (2004)
Diary of a Beauty Queen - Alice (2005)
Virgil and the City Slickers - Margaret (2006)
Rodgers and Hammerstein's Cinderella - Understudy/Townsperson (2006)
You Don't Know Jack - Tevis Jopplin (2006)
Dating Predicaments - Jannelle (2007)
Seven Brides for Seven Brothers - Understudy/ Townsperson (2007)
Heads - Kristen (2007)
Under Lubianka Square - Raya (2007)
Our Town - Rebecca Gibbs (2008)
The Blog of Dorian Gray - Brin (2008)
Kathie and the Hippopotamus (scenes from) - Ana (2008)
Anne of Green Gables - Mrs. Rodgerson (2008)
The Tempest (scene from) - Stephano (2008)
Harm's Way - Child/First Child/Chorus (2008)
Trial by Jury - Chorus (2008)
Precipice - She (2008)
Boy Gets Girl - Harriet (2009)
Monkey Storms Heaven - Musician (2009)
Henry V - Duke of Westmoreland (2009)

and some more recent film stuff (This does not include high school films)

One Brick Short - Meghan (2007)
A scene from 'The Intelligent Design of Jenny Chow' - Jennifer Marcus (2007)
Convergence - Serenity (2008)
 That is it, I have nothing more to say, that is the humor of it, Adieu.

Latin: Carpe diem/noctum (seize the day/night)

French: C'est la vie (that's life)

Japanese: Baka! (idiot!)

German: Ich bin ein Auslander und sprechen nicht gut Deutsch (I am a foreigner and do not speak German very well)

And 'I love you' in other languages is always very pretty to me :D

I think it depends on the animal. There are animals that are capable of having human emotions and there are those who don't. Personally, I believe that there are a few species that do feel regret, just as there are those who do not.

Alright before I begin this whole shindig, I am going to start with asking a quick favor. For those of you read this, go to these links and vote for my art. There just simple challenges, but I'd like to win them and get some more of my art recognized (if at all possible, of course). Here are the links:

www.redbubble.com/groups/coloured-pencil-art/challenges/6914-calm  -------> My entry is called 'Stained Glass Piano'

www.redbubble.com/ohio-photographers/challenges/6923-calendar-challenge-1 ------------> My entry is called 'Swirled'

And as always my links lead to my art website where you can view/purchase prints of my artwork.

Thank you

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Well everything I typed just deleted itself. I hate my life. I feel like I'm going to throw up so I'm not going to vent anymore I'm just going to go bang my head against a wall, throw up, and go to bed.

Beauty and the Beast, no contest. I have several more favorites now, of course, but that one will always be one of my favorites.

2 things that I want:

A tower.
A secret entrance and/or passage.

Since I'm living up at school, I rely almost entirely on my cell phone. When I'm back home visiting, I use the landline more often.

Serious answer: Enough money to help pay for college and support my family back at home.

Silly answer: To see a munchkin and an oompa loompa fight! (vote on who would win here --->maid-of-theatre.livejournal.com/1200.html ) Seriously though, I came up with the question of who would win when I was in the fifth grade and since then it has become one of those unanswerable questions (i.e. If a tree falls in the forest does it make a sound, etc.)

Beauty Pageant answer: For world peace!

Alright, it's going down! The battle than has mentally plagued me since the fifth grade will be decided here and now by voters. That's right, this one.

Poll #1409292
Open to: All, detailed results viewable to: All, participants: 1

If an Oompa Loompa and a Munchkin were stuck in a cage and forced to fight, who would win?

I got to know, what's your opinion on this madness! The time is now! Let your champion rise!!!