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Keeping hands and feet inside the car at all times...

Last night was an emotional roller coaster.

I haven't one of those in a long time.
Chris and I went grocery shopping and his wallet fell out of the car on the way out of the parking lot. After searching for an hour or so, someone else found the wallet and called the house. Chris retireved his wallet form this kind soul to find that the contents of the wallet were 100% untouched and all there.After getting home at about 8:30pm and finally eating (I stayed home and made dinner while he went back and forth from the grocery store), I uploaded the Evening Magazine story about my cousin.

Keeping in mind that she's fine and recovering great and living a nice, healthy, normal life...I watched this story and just CRIED. I Cried so hard that I shook. It was touching and scary and somethings said and shown that I had no idea about.

After Chris held me and we comforted each other (His wallet scare and my cousin's story), we logged into our favorite fantasy world for a short time. As we were getting ready to come back to reality, CHris gets a call on his cell phone.No call at 10:30pm can be a good call...Derrek called to inform us that fellow actor Harry Helm had passed on earlier in the day. He was well into his 80s and suffering with health problems.

We ended the Roller Coaster evening on a dip downer. Needless to say, I woke up a bit emotionally hung over this morning...and never did get my coffee.

So far the day is proving productive, positive, and full of company paid chinese bistro food. My god, I'm so full that I need a nap.

Today is CHRISTOPHER WARD MCDOWELL'S 29th BIRTHDAY!
We will be celebrating with the rest of his family this weekend.

I am in the process of taking costume stock for the upcoming convention. *sigh* I am disappointed that I will not be able to fit into one of the costumes. Although it's kinda funny to kick back and blame it on breast size being too big...but I know that there could have been work done on my "cake & cookie pouch*
Oh well, I have standby outfits and a few new ones up my sleeve. I have 2 outfits that can be a dozen different characters if I just change wigs. *LOL* Yay unifoms! I've got half of Organization 13 in my top drawer alone! I can be half the female cast of Bleach!

I've got wigs to work on...AXEL is going to be the projects of projects. I keep saying that, but not starting! The crimson-spikey-hair-of-doom is going to be...well..."intersting". JESSIKER (tm) wig will be a snap because putting a wig into loose ponytails is nice and easy. The only problem being I have no idea if the costume will be made in time for the end of March or not. Life has gotten pretty busy with other things...I would hate to leave the costume in the more-than-capable hands of Ritsuko and Plude, but I know that they are just as busy (if not, MORE) than I am.

One of the most amusing costume situations is the fact that I've accquired my 3rd Naruto character costume and I don't even watch the damn series. Kakashi was my first, Kiba was second and by far the easiest (and carried a Stitch doll around to be my fighting companion) and now I have Lindze's Temari outift. Again, big boobs...but there's a nice seam allowence to play with.

Anyone got a sewing machine? -_-*

Fresh air from an open door

Chris is turning 29 on thursday...tomorrow...And I don't have clue about what to get him!I might have to go to the comic book shop and see what jumps out and screams CHRIS.

You all should call him and sing him a sexy birthday song.

My cousin Kelsy ** kelsy.pledgepage.org ** will be on television tonight. King5 is covering her the story about her operation.I would give you more info on her situation, but even I don't know what the hell is going on. No one told me she was having a tumor removed...no one told me she had a tumor! I didn't find out until Christmas! Anyways, enough of my bitter frustration. So I'm going to watch her story on Evening Magazine. Not a fan AT ALL of that particular show and most involved, so they had better get her story right...the last bunch of folks you want pissed at you is anyone with the last name of Paquette or Matteson.

I would say Frank, but no one is scared of me and my brother. *LOL* My brother and I are the deversion...we keep the people busy while our deviant mates light the bag of dogshit on fire and leave it on the doorstep.

I am in some serious need of coffee. Why did they not build that Starbucks in this business lot? Oh yeah...because there are 2 of them a mile away from here in opposite directions.

But once my pants are on, I make Gold Records.

I post alot...

I haven't had the pleasure or displeasure of sitting through an episode of Saturday Night Live since Phil Hartman was found dead.

I'm not protesting, I just lost interest when Phil was gone. Kinda like how I stopped watching South Park after Mary Kay Bergman killed herself.Dana Carvy got really ill, Phil Hartman was fatally stabbed, Chris Farley pulls a Belushi...the show lost a lot of its cast. Never a big fan of Farley, but still!

I guess I miss the days of the show being hosted by Wayne Gretzky and Paul Simon. I miss Tom Hanks and Steve Martin showing up form time to time. I miss John Lovitz and Dennis Miller!

When I was in college, many of the students recited lines from SNL of the current period. I had no idea who the in hell Mary Catherine Gallaghar was...and certianly wasn't impressed when everyone around me was imitating her. I didn't care that Katan was a local (Bainbridge Island I believe) and Will Farrell was becoming the next Jim Carey...One trick pony on his way to bigger and better things.I had refused to watch an SNL movie since Coneheads and Waynes World. I thought that they were going a little too far with the 5 minute sketches turning into full length feature films. Although I enjoyed Wayne's World and COneheads, I knew that these movies were a once in a lifetime lucky break. I did see Night at the Roxbury...I was amused..but began to get snnoyed with people passing by college house screaming "Emilio! Emilio!"

At one point, I remember flat out refusing to see anything with Will Ferral in it. A very snobby approach to films, I know...but I just didn't think he was funny unless he was a Sparten or hosting Celebrity Jepordy. I wouldn't watch Elf or a movie about NASCAR (a paradoy, I know...but I hate NASCAR so much!) or any other one of his movies that the theater kids were adoringly quoting in the middle of class every single day.That's something I will never understand...the theater department I poorly chose was very picky and snobby about plays and visual art and politics...but damn near all the "rising stars" there did cocain and thought Will Ferral was a genius. It always bugged me. I was teased for liking anime, but these assholes went on for pages about how AMAZING and soul-touching Lost In Translation was...even though they could only remember half of the damn movie after drinking thier weight in corona.

*sigh*

But I took a chance one day while kicking around Netflix...I decided to rent Stranger Than Fiction even though it had Will Ferral in it. Pretty neat looking cast, interesting concept, and not very long. I thought it looked like a movie with "Truman Show" moment that Jim Carey had.Oh yeah. Color me impressed. I loved it! I know lots of folks who did not like the movie, but I really enjoyed it. I was really impressed with Ferral, I adored the concept, and I loved the story. A very sweet (kinda dark) film.So because of that movie, I will give Will Ferral a shot. Hey, I let Ritsuko show me "Blades of Glory"..and that took an act of God since I LOATHED Napolean Dynamite...and I ended up enjoying that one too. Not as much as "Fiction", but it made me laugh.

I mentioned Netflix earlier in the post.I have 30+ reviews wrtten on Netflix. If anyone is interested in reading them, my user name is (big surprise) Sailor Tweek.I reviewed all of Buffy, some animated movies, some movies I hated, and some that I felt needed defending. My proudest review is of Kevin Smith's "Dogma". I love that movie and I will defend it til the end of the world. I can appreciate not liking the movie, but there are some many jerkdorfs out there who complained about silly things like swearing and crass humor. It's a movie with JAY AND SILENT BOB IN IT! Simple rule: if you don't like swearing and the dick-and-fart jokes, then don't watch anything with Jay Mewes in it! And certainly don't sit down to watch a rated R film expecting a sensibly calm experience!

Sorry, I began to rant...I need to pull it back a bit. I'm trying to keep my livejournal habits on livejournal. *LOL*I'll certainly swear a lot less on this journal.Typos and horrific lack of spelling and grammar skills will still run rampid...

Which actually reminds me. There are some livejournal entries I plan on reposting here. Some of my old ramblings about school are kinda amusing and I have some great social commentary posts that I'd like to share as well.Someday I'll do that...after updating photos and revamping my ACP and Cosspace profiles and finishing the Axel wig and constructing Jet Black's costume and....Yikes...I have a chore list.

Say Cheese

I took a ton of photos over the weekend that I should really post.My deviantart account is going to explode with artsy-fartsy photos! You wanna talk about the definition of annoying artistic moment? I took a picture of peeling paint.Yes...that's how artsy minded I am.

I saw this delightfully old shop with tons of peeling paint. I was fasinated by how it looked, why it was allowed to be in such a condition, and how symbolic the paint was...and then I stopped and thought "Fuck...I'm an artist. Damn you liberal arts college!"

So I gave in and took a few pictures of this building. As I'm standing there with a camera pushed up against my face, a gentleman walks passed and chortles "Only 2 kinds of people take pictures of old buildings: Insurance people and Health Inspectors"

Without looking up from my camera, I smiled and replied "Neither. Just an annoying, excentric artist"He laughed and told me to have a good day.

I took some really neat photos thru the bus window one morning on the way to work. I took some artsy photos of Chris when we were riding the ferry to Edmonds. I'm a huge sucker for the rule of thirds.

Random thought of the day: I still have no idea of what to get Chris for his birthday...this thursday. 0_o I'm really behind.

Second, more on topic and on theme thought of the day: The Book YOU SUCK by Christopher Moore NEEDS to be a movie...it is so wonderfully funny...I mean, if not a movie, make it into a play! I felt the same way about The STUPIDEST ANGEL. Totally meant for stage and/or screen. Of course...they are wonderful books and it wouldn't be robbing the world anything if they stayed on paper.

Let the games begin

HOLY CATS!

Deadline Day is usual pretty hairy. People calling in at the last minute to get thier ads in. Car dealership managers (who have the manners of 18 year old crackhead) calling in last minute changes or adding more chores to my list.I get here at 7:45am because we open at 8. I have to count the till and open shop...but the rest of the staff tend to waltz in closer to 8:20.

I usually don't care, but the crazy people of this county were up early and thought it best to call my office a tthe same time.When my suporvisor called me to tell me he was running a wee bit late my only reply was this Dr Girlfriend-like growl of "Get here now. I've been up to my armpits in phone calls since 7:45"

His reply was a very sheepish "oh. I'm putting it in gear. Be there soon."

The count so far today:1 cup of coffee1 person killed with kindness1 person transfered to the main office because that's what I do to the folsk who are complete douchebags1 walk-in who was as sweet as pie1 stern finger shaking at my boss for being this late on Deadline Day.

God..a journal post only 45 minutes into the work day? This has got to be a record.

Although I did get a wonderful e-mail from Nick and Dana in Africa. They got thier package! I should send them food next time. They are jonesing for junk food.Come to think of it...so am I.

Gah...it's way too early for this shit.

I collect blogs.

I've been rambling on and on in livejournal about how badly I need to get out there and take more pictures.

I have fallen into the "Blog about it, but don't get off your butt" category of folks. Maybe it is because complaining about or declaring it feels like taking some action. Perhaps it counts as recognizing the problem...the first step! They always say that admitting you have a problem is a BIG STEP. Too bad it doesn't get jack crap done.

I usually take a walk during my lunchbreak down to Starbucks. It's not just to get coffee, but to also get a chance to breathe real air and stretch my legs a bit. That and it really helps me wake up. There are days where I gotta fight to stay awake at this job. I'm not complaining or bragging about that. Mondays are the "OMG GET IT DONE NOW AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!" *burst into flame* day. All the other days of the week are like this cosmic struggle to find somethng to do. I was graced by the Office Gods with busy work to accomplish this week, but I ended up doing most of it in one morning. Great to get it all done and it sure impressed the hell out of the rest of the staff...but now I'm absolutely dumbfounded by how board I am. There is nothing to do but sit here at my desk and wait for the phone to ring.

Makes the day drag on F-O-R-E-V-E-R.

Sometimes it makes me wonder what it would be like for me to have Chris's job. I almost went that route for a career, but didn't want to move to Arizona (or any other state) for school. Nope...I chose the Theater Degree. (insert pitiful moan here) It wouldn't be so bad if I was active in my road to theatrical euphoria...but I'm not. I did the starving artist thing for 6 years just to make it through college. I'm going to break from that for a little while and make/save some money. I still go for the local stuff when it's available (God, how I miss Kitsap County theater!), but nothing on the paid side of theater life. Don't really have the time or resources to audition with the Big Dogs yet. When the money is stable and both Chris and I can afford to devote the time, then I'll focus on it.

My main focus above and beyond all else right now is the WEDDING!
I still can't believe I'm getting married.

And who I'm getting married to!

Chris and I were buddies in high school. We never told each other we had a crush on the other. I'm still bitter as all get out that my parent's wouldn't let me go to the Weird Al concert with him 11 years ago. With proper therapy, I'm sure I'll heal...someday.In high school, Chris and I had Computer Service Repair together. He was one of 3 guys who took my presence in that class seriously. I only wish that my teacher, Mr Price, was among that number. Man, he was a dick. I can't even come up with an amusing insult for Mr Price. Anyhoo, Chris and I actually met in the theater department. I remember seeing his "Odd Couple" scene with Larry Berg (who ended up being the Eudipus to my Jocasta), but I do not remember actually having acting classes with him.

I did his makeup for "Anything Goes" where we all dubbed him Captain Stubing. This was the famed GREEN MAKEUP days. Chris went onstage and we (Heather, Trisha, and I: the makeup gals of SKHS) asked Emans (the bithiest woman alive) how his makeup looked.

She freaked."His face is too red! He's all blotchy! He needs to wear green makeup under the base to cut the red down. CHRIS! Go get your makeup done again!"

Whiskey Tango Foxtrot?

GREEN makeup? Are you high? And you still want him to wear blush on top of it all? We couldn't just...oh, I don't know, NOT MAKE HIM WEAR BLUSH?Heather and I looked at each other with CONFUSED written all over our face. "Um, ok, sure thing. Whatever you say, Emans." we both managed to squeak out while trying not laugh, yell, or let on that we just thought this to be the stupidest thing we've ever been ordered to do.

So, we take Chris back into the makeup room and had a bitch fest. Emans was clearly wrong! Green, natural base, and STILL with blush? How twisted was this logic? We tried the green...it look like we beat the shit out of him. He looked bruised! We didn't even get to the base and blush. We said a collective "Fuck Emans" and put Chris onstage without the green...and no one was the wiser.

Eventually, Heather did make the green work and Chris had to green up for every performance of Anything Goes. But since our junior year...he hasn't had to wear any green makeup as part of the normal look for anything he's done onstage so far. But he will be pretty damn green when he dresses as King Trode for Sakura Con. BWAHAHAHAHAHAHA! I have to tell Heather and Trisha about it! Oh there will be pictures!

I teased him during "Inspecting Carol"..."Larry should totally wear green makeup! You could tie it in with is character! He wears green makeup to protest the way frogs are systematically slaughtered for the sake of cuisine!" I got the most delicious glare form him!

Back to high school. Chris and I didn't hang out as much as we should have. I remember being very angry at the end of our senior year. Some regrets but mostly pissed that most of my friends were moving off to colleges rather than stay "home" and try the community college thing first. I was pretty sore at Trisha and Chris...although they didn't know it at the time.

5 years later, Trisha calls me when I was visiting my folks to tell me that Chris had moved back to Port Orchard with his WIFE and invited me to come with her to visit him. I got excited and sad at the same time. Damn. Another friend married off...and he was a cute one too. I had sat there and thought about how much I crushed on him and why I never made my move. Didn't get to know him better or date him. Oh well. I was on my way to see him again and that's all that mattered!

I remember him being reserved and kinda quiet during that visit. He and CC had the most comfiest apartment I'd ever seen with pillows everywhere. We sat, talked a bunch, and drank tea. I remembered thinking as I drove off with Trisha and Kevin "Damn...I still have a crush on him. I'm in a relationship and he's married. This sucks".I went back to Bellingham the next day and bought huge pillows for my apartment.

Chris and I lost contact again after that. I still kick myself for losing contact with LOTS of people since high school..and losing contact with Chris was a huge regret.

We met back up by sheer accident in October of 2007. That night could easily be described as one of the best days of my life. What happened that evening has changed my life. I gained the love of my life and "lost" my best friend. I was accepted into a community theater circle that I had longed for (since it didn't exist at Western), and discovered a lot about myself.

But the story of that night and the magical months to come is for another time.