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|Sunday, August 7th, 2005|
|Monday, January 24th, 2005|
Ok, so I want to do community theatre this summer. Somebody hook me up.
I miss you kids.
|Tuesday, October 19th, 2004|
I've never actually written in this... which is odd since I thought it was such a great idea... hrmmm...
That summer was so amazing, the other day I was just thinking about the rainy days, running around randomly...
random birthday's sitting in the freezing cold with cider and donuts...
so that wasn't that summer, but hey it was at Cranbrook and at least two of you were there....
|Monday, June 21st, 2004|
I miss CTS, like whoa. Like whoa
. Today was the first day (or so I hear, from a few select birdies). Misssssssingggg you-oo0 ... all of you.
SO ... Mike and I are trying to organize a visit. Technically, we probably shouldn't all go together. Mike and I went a couple times last summer, just to say 'hey' and Tony was all like "well, I guess you don't need to pay a dollar to come visit ... " (or whatever the hell the visitor's fee is). Anywhoodle, yes. I'll go with anyone, whenever. And don't forget about the monday shows ... THE MONDAY NIGHT SHOWS.
I'm thinking if (miraculously) I don't have any summer class things to take, next summer, I'll apply for a job there.
|Saturday, March 27th, 2004|
In response to Sam's post ...
I was considering working at Cranbrook this summer, but I just got a job at the zoo, so ... doesn't look like that's going to happen.
Last summer was very weird for me.
Each summer I had spent at Cranbrook until then proved to be absolutely amazing. The first, junior division, was fun shite, I met Mike, finally formed a circle of friends of my own choosing-- which had never happened before-- and generally had a grand old time. Thought Tony was the messiah. Second, first summer in senior divison ... that was Midsummer, and probably the best summer anyone at Cranbrook would ever see, just an incredible experience all around. I was an awkward freshman, but hey ... I thought Ada, Mike, Paul, and Abbey were gods.
Third summer. Complete Works. Fun stuff. Loved it. Loved the PAC, the greenroom ... loved everything. Felt like I'd grown.
Fourth summer, well holy shit. Andrea and I got closer, Lia and I got a little closer, I learned so much
... had a not-so-amazing show with a few incredibly beautiful moments, I thought Jay was the shit but I thought Travis was an asshole. In that respect, it was different from my other summers because I no longer had that blind admiration for all of the instructors. That summer, the instructors ... bah. Well, I lost a lot of my previous vision of them. But the point is it was still an amazing experience for me. I loved it. Probably the best summer of my life thus far. And so far every summer at Cranbrook had been just incredible, each one better than the one before. So I came back again last summer...
... it kind of sucked. Met some fun people, I guess, and really... it wasn't BAD. But it wasn't incredible. It wasn't what I had come to expect. What Cranbrook meant to me was changed by that, and that sort of pisses me off.
But anyway. Hehe ... I did like those Mondays at Esquire III's house!
So. Have fun with that post. Whee.
|Thursday, March 25th, 2004|
Wow - no one has posted here in like, two months.
So I will.
What's everyone doing this summer? Anyone returning to CTS?
At the moment, my plans include summer school, community theatre, band camp, and *fingers crossed* if I make drum major, Leadership Camp.
I miss you all
Samuel Louis Linden Esquire The Third Current Mood: curious
|Thursday, January 29th, 2004|
|Wednesday, January 28th, 2004|
Mikey Barringer Emailed Me. . .
And this is what he said to me-ee:"i've been meaning to respond to your message from a while ago, andrea, but
i'm a thorn tree in a whirlwind. i had a dream last night that johnny
cash gave me money to buy weed for he and all our friends. i made it
back, though, too late; he was tired and the time had passed. then, when
i went back to his house, he had passed away, but i still had this bag of
pot that i didn't know what to do with. it was nice hanging out with
johnny. he's a nice fellow. if you haven't bought any of his american
recordings yet, please do; make a trip to any non-tower records/border's
outlet and recieve the light. or just use kazaaaa.
there's going to be some pretty sweet shit going on this weekend up here,
i'm organizing the first show in the halfass (east quad's eatery) in two
years. it will rock. we will bring down the house. children will cry
blood. or something.
i hope seaholm is going well for you. i need to frolic in the snow now.
keep in touch, yo.
parachuting acid into diplomatic cocktail parties,
In conclusion, Mikey is smoking a lot of crack . . or something.
But I still <3 him, anyway, of course.
|Wednesday, January 14th, 2004|
I just watched footage of a bunch of us just dicking around instead of rehearsing for Elements ... and some also of us rehearsing for Elements. Gaahhhhh boo hoo waaaa *sniff*
|Tuesday, January 13th, 2004|
obligatory first post:
I miss summer, lots. The winter blahs are slowly taking hold . . .