Taking a break

I've decided to shut down my Facebook profile for a while, and I've decided to stop blogging too.

I'm tired of putting out negative energy in all of my public forums... so I'm doing my best to remove the temptation.
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I'm back!

So I went to Comic-Con in San Diego.


As my friend Brittney put it, "Just you, and 126 THOUSAND of your closest friends."

We lined up for EVERYTHING (including crossing the street) but it was worth it.  I had fun.  There wasn't a time where I just wanted to go home. Yes there were moments where I was frustrated--sometimes you just want to go and see a panel and not have to plan to be there two hours beforehand, you know?--but I kept having other moments where I was just so happy to be there and so happy to be enjoying being present and in the moment.

Though I'm still kinda choked I didn't see Sam Rockwell wandering around anywhere.  Oh, Sam.  You were so good in Moon.  I would love to show you my "appreciation"... alas, you were nowhere to be found.  Probably because you were avoiding creepy fangirls like me who wanted to show you their "appreciation."

Brittney was great, too.  She is a great travel partner.  We were very respectful of each others' space and wants out of the vacation without being eggshelly about it.  And she didn't indulge my "I'm upset but let's just pretend I'm not because I may have to say something that could upset someone" bullshit.

She was really good about reminding me who the vacation was for (me), and not letting me make it about other people who weren't there... even though at times it was very, very difficult, even to the point of tears.  I felt like an addict who was being forced to pour their liquor down the drain or to throw away their works.

In a lot of ways, it's very much going outside my comfort zone, being consciously selfish.  I'm forced to make decisions that my not please everyone.  I'm realizing as much as I put myself out there as "wacky" and marching to my own drummer, almost everything I do is to please other people, almost every thought swirls around how other people feel.  I simply don't know how to ask for what I want in a straightforward, unashamed way.  Man, that's a depressing to realize at age 27!

Brit told me on the flight back I'm the first person she's travelled with that she's not hated by the time she went home.  So, total yay!  We're already talking about next year!

She's got all the pics on her camera, so I'll have to wait to link to them, but believe me, there's A LOT of them.

I'll sit down and do a proper recap of the Con a bit later.  For now, bedtime!


Monte got me thinking:

A bus ride with a friend and Monte's post about brevity being hard (re: Twitter) has inspired me!

A (very) short story:

Every day he looked for her.

On his route.  He looked for the person he'd see every day.  He'd watch the faces of the people pressing onto the bus with their passes and their coins and transfers.

He looked and looked, hoping for her familiar features that would light up when he smiled at her.  Hoping for a familiarity that would grow with every ding for the next stop.  Maybe conversation... maybe just quiet glances in the rear-view.

He'd scan all their faces.  Looking for the one he could love.

But it's a big city.  It's a long route.  And after a while, everyone looks the same.
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So I had a problem in my directing class... and now it's fixed!

I am SO excited to work on my project now.  Cara (my partner) is teh shitz0rz.  In a totally awesome way, in case you're unfamiliar with the term I just made up.

Also... Electra opens tonight.

I keep wavering between freaking out at how awesome it's going to be and freaking out because I wonder if I'm deluding myself and that it's just a big, wanky, soapy mess.

It's prolly just awesome, but I can't help getting the "I-suckies."  It's like, an unwritten rule for me that it has to happen NO MATTER HOW ROCKIN' EVERYTHING IS.

On my way to have lunch with my cast WHOM I LOVE OH AND RY-GUY'S coming too!!!

Totally PMSy today.  I LOVE MOST OF YOU. 


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My apologies for the redundancy for those who have already heard this rant.

So the drug dealer who lives in my building?

Apparently he has a few friends living with him.

FIVE to be exact.

That's (according to the cops) SIX people in total and EIGHT cats living in a one-bedroom apartment.


It's like that scene in Return of the Jedi when the Deathstar wipes out a Rebel ship.

"That thing's operational!"


Oh?  And while the cops were there?  They found IN THE UNIT a bunch of stolen mail from last month.  (None of it mine.)

human_loser was greeted this morning to the sight of one of the writhing sacks of douchewater hotwiring our front door to get into the building. 
They've put a hole the wall that's just been patched to do so.


Ry-Guy called the cops who told him that unless he was in the act... they couldn't really do anything... which bothers me, because he essentially BROKE IN to my home and was still INSIDE when Ryan called... that would be like someone saying "Oh someone broke into a house across the street." and the cops asking "Are they in the process of breaking in?" and the person saying "No, but they're still inside" and the cops saying "Well, there's nothing we can do."

I know I'm oversimplifying... my illogic makes me feel better.  Let me have it.

Apparently the shitfucks have until noon tomorrow to get the rent paid or they're out.  But who knows how long that will take.  At least until after the weekend.

And if they pay?  If they break into enough laundry machines and scrounge up enough change?  They get until the end of the month to cut their hair in the laundry room and destroy the locks on all the doors!  THEN they'll move out.  After they've maximized the damage to what is partly MY PROPERTY just to stick it to us uptight squares.

I want them OUT.  I want them escorted OFF MY PROPERTY IN HANDCUFFS.


Pussytown is fit to bite

Hello [condo board], and [management company rep].
I would also* like it known that I've been having issues with a variety of vehicles parking in my spot.  I've put up with it until recently leaving polite notes letting them know that it's a private stall, but tonight I think the cold weather, my frustration with what's been happening in the building and also having to change a flat tire earlier in minus 30 degree weather has made me fit to bite.  I now will have to wake many hours earlier to see if my car starts, and if it doesn't wait and/or pay for a boost.
In the note tonight I said that any future vehicles that are in a stall that do not belong to unit owners/tennants WILL BE TOWED.  I was hoping [condo management company] could send out a notice to be slipped under unit doors to this effect.  There is PLENTY of FREE parking on the street for visitors.  Having someone parked in a stall at 1am blocking my only access to plug in my block heater is unacceptable.  When I often need to be up at 3 in the morning and AT work by 4, I must have a reliable vehicle.
I apologize for the rant but I'm cold, tired and am now worried about whether my car will start in time to get me to WORK.
And if the car in my stall is a unit owner's car displaced by someone else in THEIR spot... please forgive the rather terse notes under your windshield wipers.
[The Morgan]

The "also" is in reference to the complaints made by a fellow board member about their upstairs neighbor.  The folks in unit 3-0-X.  Since they moved in, our building has seen some real changes!
  • guests at all hours of the night
  • paper being stuck into our expensive abloy locks to make the doors not close properly
  • garbage all over the common areas
  • the washing machines being vandalized in an attempt to pillage their change slots
  • cigarette smoke in the common areas
  • the laundry room garbage can being removed...  BECAUSE...
  • someone had been using it as their own personal dumpster
  • a near-fight in my parking lot
I'm not sure if this has anything to do with the vandalism, but on Monday morning I was woken by the soothing sounds of water... dripping... from my ceiling... onto human_loser's laundry hampers and our bedroom carpet.  This water had made it's merry way down to my ground-floor unit from the THIRD floor laundry room.  Yeah.  A washing machine had vomited water all over the floor and it had seeped down through the walls just so it could bid me a good morning!

Mother.  Fuck.

I spoke to the people who clean our building.  They say they've noticed a real change.  So have I.  I used to feel safe about leaving my door unlocked to check my mail or to take out the garbage.  Closed but locked.  Not anymore.  Even if I DID trust the residents of 3-0-X (I DO NOT), I really REALLY don't trust their many "guests."

Apparently they were supposed to be evicted by Dec. 27, but it seems their landlady's extended it until the end of January because they couldn't find a place to stay.

I should feel bad about that... but this is MY HOME.  I don't treat my home like a garbage dump.  Why should I allow someone who DOES to stay and continue to do so?


A politician who is willing to stand up for what's RIGHT!

He even mentions Alberta!

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Movies movies movies... stolen from Mari Sasano

01. Name a movie that you have seen more than 10 times (not counting the ones you watched when you were little).
Kung Fu Hustle, Wayne's World, Army of Darkness, The Princess Bride, The Matrix,  many more.

02. Name a movie that you've seen multiple times in a theater.
The Matrix

03. Name an actor who would make you more inclined to see a movie.
Gary Oldman

04. Name an actor who would make you less likely to see a movie.
James Caan.  Dunno why.  Just don't like him.

05. Name a movie that you can quote from.
Oh my god.  Too many.  Ryan can attest.  Army of DarknessMystery Men.   Any Monty Python movie.  Etc.

06. Name a movie musical that you know all the lyrics to all the songs.
Hedwig and the Angry Inch

07. Name a movie that you have been known to sing along with.
Rocky Horror Picture Show (and dance!)

08. Name a movie that you would recommend everyone see.
Battle Royale.  Cheezy/Awesome Japanese horror movie about a bunch of 14 year olds who are forced to kill each other.

09. Name a movie that you own.
Uh... lots?

10. Name an actor that launched his/her entertainment career in another medium but who has surprised you with his/her acting chops.
Mos Def.  He's great!

11. Have you ever seen a movie in a drive-in?
Yes.  Sadly, it was Congo.  Yes.  The movie about those evil gorillas.

12. Ever made out in a movie?
Nope.  Ryan always wants to WATCH the movie.

13. Name a movie that you keep meaning to see but just haven't gotten around to it.
Rashomon.  I've rented it.  TWICE.

14. Ever walked out of a movie?
Tremors... but that was because I was a little kid and scared.

15. Name a movie that made you cry in the theater.
Tons tons tons.  One I remember was Saving Private Ryan.  Not so much the end... but the opening D-Day sequence... I was bawling my eyes out.

16. Popcorn?
Nope.  Gets stuck in my retainer.

17. How often do you go to the movies?
Not as often as I'd like.

18. What's the last movie you saw in the theater?
Holy crap I can't remember... was it The Dark Knight?

19. What is your favourite/preferred genre of movie?
I think I like smart action/suspense movies the best.  After that, quirky comedies.

20. What was the first movie you remember seeing in the theater?
I think I remember seeing Pee Wee's Big Adventure!

21. What movie do you wish you had never seen?
John Carpenter's Vampires .  Not even James Woods punching a priest in the face could make me enjoy that movie.

22. What is the weirdest movie you enjoyed?
Funky Forest hands down, bar none.

23. What is the scariest movie you've ever seen?
The Ring.

24. What is the funniest movie you've ever seen?
Probably the first time I watched Monty Python's Holy Grail.  I just remember pissing my pants every five minutes.  And also laughing.
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