January 2010
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jsyingling:
Abby confessed her fear of thunderstorms as we tangled barefeet three blankets deep in her room. She didn’t tell me a story about why she had this fear, but I could feel her nails leave four crescent moons in my shoulder when the thunder clapped like a satellite-sized drum snare on the downbeat of the lightning. We whispered into each other’s skin while the raindrops broke their...
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not that i think he has to be a stallone or a scwharzenegger or even a willis, but my hamlet certainly needs to be much more fit than i am. i’ve been out of shape for a while now and this summer presents me with the perfect opportunity to finally get my ass in gear.
this, unfortunately, means no more beer or fast foo—
no more beer and fast—
oh boy.
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one of my castmate’s girlfriends, visiting from out of town, sat in on our rehearsal today and told me this:
“horatio is my favorite part and you’re acting the hell out of it.”
horatio win!
oh my god: grace kelly.
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your sister’s facebook status informs me of your bachelorette party in tampa tonight. this little bit of info makes me grateful to you for not having a facebook account which consistently informs me of your progressive march toward marriage.
i’m not pining, but it still hurts.
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i find sometimes that i am too dumbfounded to challenge unequivocal rudeness and self-righteousness when they rear their ugly heads. it’s these moments where i long to be more like gary.
i don’t think there’s anything wrong with being gay. so sue me.
well, i just read letter i wrote earlier this year which i never sent. i wrote it from a place of deep frustration and unbridled anger one night while on the other side of the world from the intended recipient. i can remember at the time how i so wanted to fly through the center of the earth, find this person, and wring my hands at them. make them feel small, transfer my feelings of betrayal...
Controversy equalizes fools and wise men - and the fools know it.
– Oliver Wendell Holmes (via tapwaterjackson) (via quote-book)
i haven’t quite figured out the particulars yet, but i think i’m going to haiti after the plays close. doing nothing to help new orleans in the aftermath of katrina has always been a mosquito bite on my soul. not that going to haiti will help the victims of katrina in any way, but i feel i have another chance to do some real good for some people who really need it.
i realized, watching rushmore, that one thing i would love is to feel about a person the way john felt about yoko when he wrote oh yoko. i’ve felt that way in the past about certain women; well, truly, only ever wholly about one. i’d like to feel that way again, but maybe that’s just the 3:22 am talking.
apparently, the professional opinion about my acting career is that i’ll do well because i’m “good and a minority”. somehow, i feel the good part doesn’t have so much to do with it. not that i’m complaining; i’ve learned that much more goes into casting than talent.
i’ve also learned that it’s best not to question your casting; just to be...
chictopia started following me. i’m sure this is some kind of marketing ploy on their part, but i still think it’s kind of cute.
i’ve decided that i want a morning routine. i haven’t quite figured out the particulars, but i think it’s going to involve a small breakfast, a paper (perhaps an news website), a shower, and stretches. starting rehearsals at 1:00 in the afternoon causes me to sleep later, which makes me more tired. i want more energy. i think a routine will assist me in that.
this will...
new york in the fall is looking more likely. so is auditioning for yale, nyu, etc. next january. truth be told, i don’t think i can do anything else but act. god help me.
maybe somewhere along the way i’ll meet a nice girl, settle down, pop a few out (well, it won’t be me, but i’ll help) or something like that; but if i don’t, i think i could handle traveling...
There is no such thing as the perfect soul mate. If you meet someone and you...
– Madonna (via kari-shma) (via quote-book)
well, i don’t know that i would’ve put it quite that way, but okay, sure, madonna…boom goes the dynamite.
I’m not left wanting because my mother gave so much of herself. I got...
– James Spader