Faking It

I've recently moved into a house owned by an amazing roommate! I got sick pretty much immediately but we're both very busy and we haven't had a lot of time to spend together in this house, but I think it's going well. I like living with her and hopefully I'm not driving her insane with how my things are in two states: 1) still boxed up and taking over the downstairs bedroom or b) everywhere. There's a lot to love about our neighborhood--it's close to our job at the Theatre, it's close to a lot of stores so we can shop and come home immediately, it's beautiful--there are parks and trails and a things to do outside, and it's a really really cute house that I'm in love with. But my favorite thing about living here is not how great the neighborhood is, or how cute the house is, or how amazing my roommate is... oh no. My favorite thing is that in our refrigerator, we have an entire drawer devoted to cheese. It not only stays full of cheese

Apparently, a lot of women hate bras. I've been a woman for quite some time now, and I've had the chats with girlfriends about shoulder marks left from the straps, the hassle to figure out which to wear to suit a specific dress, or talked to the random woman in line at the mall about how much money it costs to buy a bra (it's a whole lot btw), but it's only been recently that I've come across so many women who truly hate wearing a bra. I like wearing a bra. There. I said it. But I do. I enjoy wearing a bra. I have big boobs, I always have. I got the big boob gene from both sides of my family and I basically went from a training bra to a C cup during puberty. And it's been a lifetime of back aches and posture problems (gravity is the enemy), and shirts fitting weird or not at all, but this is my body so I've had to figure it out. And I think I do all right. I found a great brand of bras while I was in grad school (yes, grad school! That's been...

It's April Fools Day! Joy of Joys! What could be better than the whole world banning together to show their best jokes to the world en-masse? Anything. Literally anything. In case the title of this post was too subtle, today is like lemon juice in a paper cut to me which I'm sure people who know me may find weird because I love a good prank, I really do, but April Fools Day is the worst and here's why: I forget. I forget April Fools Day is a thing so every year I wake up and start seeing random crazy posts on Facebook from people I don't know that well or haven't been keeping up with and believe this is what's going on in their life. Because why would you lie about being pregnant? Or getting married? Or getting a Doctorate? I can't even think of three less funny things, except North Korea saying they're going to take us all out followed by a "psyc!" I hate forced fun. Ever been to a work Christmas party? Or a baby shower where they ass

Miscast is back!! Which means my playlist has been littered with Miscast songs but I've been trying to branch out in the music I listen to. I get so complacent and I'm the guy that can eat PB&J everyday and the same is true of music. I listened to Marianas Trench "Ever After" album on repeat for two weeks last semester and never got sick of it. But I've been wanting to try new music lately. I've had the urge for something more. I don't know if it's just music or in general, I'm looking for something. And need a soundtrack for it. But here's what I've been obsessing over this month. Pretty Funny from Dogfight Run Freedom Run from Urinetown I Believe from Altar Boyz Trip Switch by Nothing But Thieves Maps for the Getaway by Andrew McMahon in the Wilderness Tear in my Heart by Twenty One Pilots Dancing on Glass by St. Lucia Time is Running Out by Muse Bloodfeather by Highly Suspect Give Me A Try by The Wombats Give Me

So Windfall  has closed, which means I've taken some of the more depressing songs out of my playlist. And this month I've just been listening to stuff I want to listen to. Things that make me feel good. I love music. Give Me A Try by The Wombats Still Into You by Paramore Give Me Your Hand by The Ready Set Fader by The Temper Trap Desperate Measures by Marianas Trench Alone Together by Fallout Boy Work by Rihanna Starlight by Muse Endlessly by The Cab Vanilla Twilight by Owl City Cross My Heart by Marianas Trench Pretty Funny from Dogfight Make Me Like You by Gwen Stefani

I've been 30 for two weeks now, so obviously it's time to reflect on what it means . In the days leading up to my birthday I was experiencing a lot of emotions, which is new and strange. I usually only feel excitement because I love birthdays, especially mine. But you know that saying, "when one thing goes well in your life everything else falls to shit?" I'm paraphrasing but you know what I'm talking about right? I am a living embodiment of that saying at this current moment in time. So many things in my life are going well right now. They're not perfect, nothing ever is, but I'm truly happy with my job, with my passion in Theatre, with my attempts to be a writer, with the life I live every day. But every year my family make plans to have dinner on whoever's birthday it is. I wasn't expecting a lot, because we're all busy, but I was expecting a little bit of acknowledgment especially since this is a big birthday. But no one mentioned it

This month is a bizarre one! I was having some nostalgia towards the beginning thinking over the last year and getting ready for the new one. I was preparing to be Theresa in Windfall  so I had my grief playlist going, and I've really started trying to write my full-length play which is full of relationship issues so this is just a crazy little playlist... America's Sweetheart by Elle King Never Let You Go by Saint Raymond Outlaws by Alessia Cara Catch My Breath by Kelly Clarkson Desperate Measures by Marianas Trench Dancing by Myself by Robyn Ugh! by The 1975 Heart Out by The 1975 Hear You Me by Jimmy Eat World Over You by Miranda Lambert Colors by Amos Lee You Don't Own Me by Grace Possession by Sarah McLachlan The More You Ignore Me, The Closer I Get by Morrissey #1 Crush by Garbage Bathwater by No Doubt

Ugh. My poor neglected little blog... ...I think about you all the time... ...while I do other things... ...can I still confess things to you? Confession: I am super emotional in horribly inconvenient times these days. When I was in high school, we did a "most likely to..." slideshow of the graduating seniors; most likely to be on Broadway, most likely to be a pro soccer player, most likely to be a vet. Mine was "most likely to cry during this slideshow." I have a lot of feelings. But a few years ago, I was very unhappy and I cried all the time but I decided it wasn't helping me and I needed to stop. And I didn't cry for two years. Thankfully, that stubborn refusal to feel anything has ended, and I'm definitely more capable of feeling and letting myself express that in whatever manner I need to, but I can still hold it in if I want to. However... ...for those who aren't friends with me on Facebook or read my other blog , I'm in a sho