The sporadic ramblings of Emily C. A. Snyder - devoted to God, theatre, writing, and much randominity.

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Host: "Hamlet to Hamilton: Exploring Verse Drama" | Founder: TURN TO FLESH PRODUCTIONS | Author: "Cupid and Psyche" "Nachtsturm Castle" & Others | Caitlin O'Sullivan in "The Ghost Ship" (Boston Metaphysical Society)

Wednesday, April 21, 2004

Bon anniversaire a vous!

Aujourd'hui, c'est l'anniversaire des mes parents! Woo-hoo! And I am making dinner. And chicken and various fruits and mushrooms have been purchased. As has a bottle of white wine (again, not carded...oh! The indignity!). And around four p.m. Outback's coconut shrimp (mmmm, Outback). And all of it for six-thirty (or whenever it's done). I met an old student at Victory and ended up talking to his mom re: advice on what schools to go to re: theatre. Neat. Finished from Tommy's entrance through "Go Home to Bonny Jean" last night, and hopefully dodged muttah demanding her "right" to watch over my shoulder *shudder* while I edit. Gah. Out with Jills yesterday - marvy: walks, ice cream, and mucho conversation that resulted in me watching the third night Mom's tape of Bearskin from the ruler dance to the end. *sigh* I think I need to completely rewrite the opening song - something more Thrushbeard-y. In further news, whilst looking into Yale I am beginning to wonder if I really am meant to go there: I'd only be doing six shows (directing) in three years, and everything they're mentioning I've done at least once. Sooooo.... I'll see if I can set up an interview with them, just to chat and get advice. Face to face would be best. Ugh - Lord! Halp! This is ridicklewackle. Visited with Sh. the other day, and borrowed the first season of Alias from her...wow.... Wowowowowoowowowowow. Yeah. Why haven't I been watching this every week?!?!? Why? Talked with K on Saturday night - much needed talk! Yes, I am not a total schlep! So good to touch base with one who's known me for so very long. But now to work on the next section ("Heather on the Hill") of Brigadoon before breading the chicken and cutting up the strawberries. Feeling rather domestic and apartment-y. Svelte. Hah! And my brows are waxed and I smell like ROSES! Fwah!

Mood: Valiant
Music: Naught at the moment
What Made My Day: The owner of Roc's saying he liked my necklace. A little compliment, but since they are few and far between a wonderful one.

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