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I haven't posted very much lately. In fact, i feel I've been letting a variety of social connections slip over the last few months. I've got a lot of friends--espeically my theater friends--who I used to see all the time that I don't see too much anymore. I have in part made up for this social lack by spending too much time at my neighborhood...
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Well let's see here... I had a great time a week or so ago hanging out with Nixon while her tour passed trhough Chicago. We had a lovely evening doing a little eating, a little drinking, watching internet porn and heading out to a bar with Oxalis.

In other news I finished up my first improv class at Second City and will be continuing there...
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So for the last few weeks I've been taking an improv class at Second City. I've always eschewed improv a bit as not being "real acting", but I took the class because I wanted to improve my ability to think on my feet to help my auditioning skills. I'm pleasantly surprised to find that not only is it helping my performance skills, but it's a...
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"Lo! 'tis a gala night
Within the lonesome latter years!
An angel throng, bewinged, bedight
In veils, and drowned in tears,
Sit in a theatre, to see
A play of hopes and fears,
While the orchestra breathes fitfully
The music of the spheres.

Mimes, in the form of God on high,
Mutter and mumble low,
And hither and thither fly-
Mere puppets they, who come...
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Today is my 37th birthday.

Boy it's wierd just saying that. My life is, statistically speaking, about 1/2 over. Creepy! I don't feel that old... my internal clock feels more like 27. A an out-of-shape 27 year old, perhaps. (Although come to think of it, I'm much healthier now than when I was actually 27, so maybe the passage of the last ten years can...
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Been a while since my last post. Since that time I've been to LA--where I indulged in some late night fun with Nixon, Flux and jeremyscareme. I spent a few lovely sun-soaked days in Portland, which included some quality time with MILO and the ever-charming hippomonki. And now I'm back in Chicago trying to keep the rut of the working day from...
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Note to self: write actual new journal entry tomorrow.

So I'm walking along last week and my phone starts beeping: it's a reminder note that says "9:30 pm--The L & L--Cathleen." Now the L & L is my favorite little dive near my house, but I was momentarily stymied as to what the rest of it meant. I'd left a reminder for myself, but couldn't for the life of me remember doing so. Then...
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Note to self: never listen to what brain has to say at 5 in the morning when I can't back to sleep. It's generally depressing.

In two weeks I'm heading to L.A. to visit various friends there, and then head to Portland to soak in a few days of sunny bohemian laziness. In the meantime, I'm tryng to get carpe some fucking diem career wise,...
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I've been very bad about the updating and returning of comments. However, I'll try and make amends tonight after I go to see The Epoxies, the best '80s New Wave band that didn't actually exist in the '80s. Love those guys.

I was out on the Clackamas river today for a rather intense rafting trip. Fun, but our raft overturned at one point and I got the shit beat out of me by some rocks. Pretty scary.

No time to write now--I'll tell ya'll more about that (and Prom) after I get back to Chicago tomorrow. And maybe I'll take some pictures of my bruises too.