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03Jul08

  • Today I feel like both Keith Richards and Tara Reid, because whether I end up a rock star or simply a hot mess, I’m ready to party.  

Today starts a little unofficial vacation for me, including an awesome July 4th party with lots of great food, pool volleyball and just enough food and sun to keep me in a very very happy place.  Hopefully I will party enough in the next four days to make up for the severe lack of partying that has been my current life.  

I have been looking forward to this for so long, I don’t know what to do now that its actually here.


Kim left today.


Ethan was born on June 6th at 10PM.  He is the most wonderful thing in the entire world.  And, he is soon to be my Godson.  I have been spending as much time with him as possible before he and my best friend leave, breaking my heart twice.  

They make you think that after you graduate from college you only get so many major life changes, and yet, everything seems to change so easily.  One occurrence and nine months later a miracle like Ethan.  One decision, and you are soon moving in with a 27 year-old practical stranger named Edwin.  Friends change, people grow closer and grow apart.  And I am still learning so much about myself, I’m definitely changing.  

There’s nothing cooler than babies.  It’s the worlds best kept secret.  Sure sometimes they are fussy and cry for no reason, and it’s frustrating.  But with one look you know that they are simply the coolest thing that could ever happen.  And they grow so fast, and they need so much, and i know that life will never stop changing so fast and…  

I’m in for a lonely month in July.  I can feel it.  I already love him so much.


  • Today I feel like: Lauren Graham, because I’ve been sassy all day in a fast talking i-find-myself-adorable-and-you-should-too sort of way.
I think I’ve been watching too much Gilmore Girls.  
As you may have noticed, there is a sort of trend here.  When I start into something, I get completely immersed and become almost dissolved (is that the word i want?) into whatever it is.  I watch Gilmore Girls and I talk fast.  I watch star wars and I become dorkier and altogether more awesome.  I read Phillipa Gregory and I become slightly slutty and much more courtly.  Okay, so that last one is kind of silly, but her novels do have an effect on me I swear.  
I am sort of a copy-cat, or a mimic.  You know, it could be the start of a disease of sorts.  I was watching an episode of ‘House’ on which a guy took on the mood and personality of whoever he was talking to and it turned out that it was because something was wrong in his brain.  hmmmm.  Maybe my condition will worsen.
In the meantime, I’m trying to deal with it.  Sometimes its a good thing.  I read or see a lot of shakespeare and all of a sudden I’m pulling original sonnets out of my- i mean right out of the air.  However, it also sometimes affects me badly.  Like when I read Harry Potter five and get really moody and angry because no one can understand how it feels to be me and VOLDEMORTS BACK YOU IDIOTS!  Or when I start some sort of project and get diverted by something else entirely.  Or when I try to write and find I can only use the voice of whoever I was most recently immersed in.  
Is it possible for someone like me to find my own voice I wonder?  Or should I just try to always read and watch nice and smart things so that I can better function?

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  • Today I feel like this homeless woman.  Because it will soon be my life.
I have to move out at the end of this month and I have nowhere to go.  No one to go with.  And very little money.  And it is what you might call some kind of wonderful, or what you might call the 3rd circle of hell.
My health has been terrible, my money situation even worse, and now I feel like I couldn’t find a roommate if my life depended on it, which it kind of does, or else I will return to the state of ‘homeless patti’ and it will be like the terrible start of 2007 all over again.  
There are so many things for me to be excited about, it being the beginning of the summer and all, but all I want is to have a place to live and to not be plagued by worries and stressed by sketchy internet posts and the feeling that my landlords hate me.  
Well, i would also like to feel better healthwise, lose weight, make more money, and have some sort of normal sleep hours designated so that i don’t pass out in the middle of the day for hours on end and then find myself 6 hours away from waking up without being anywhere near ready for bed.  Is this too much to ask for?

  • Today I feel as quirky as Audrey Tatou, especially in the role of Amelie, which is a beyond wonderful film.
I worked every day this holiday weekend, and I spent a lot of time outside of my apartment, which is usually good for me, and I did a lot of thinking about preference.  About the ranking of quality and such.  This is what makes me think of Amelie, and Ms. Tatou.  
Amelie just seems so interesting in the movie, because her likes are so specific and different, and inexplicably simply.  But we all have likes and dislikes that are inexplicable.  Like, my hate of Abba for instance, which is strange for me who usually likes upbeat music.  And my love of riding the subway when it gets into queens, and watching New York grow farther away, and watching the triborough bridge. And I love dreaming about the people I might meet doing things like, my laundry, or grocery shopping.  
I guess this all stems from my recent interest in writing, or in stories, or really mainly in the question of what makes something interesting enough to be appealing to a large group or many groups of people.  And sometimes its epic stories like star wars.  And other times its things as little as breaking souffle crusts (you really need to see Amelie if you haven’t, and don’t give me that “i don’t read subtitles” shit…  if you won’t read subtitles, then learn french, but watch the movie).  
And I’ve found any little thing can just as easily ruin something for someone.  Like my friend Stephanie who is extremely afraid of aliens, and therefore can’t watch star wars, which otherwise I’m pretty sure she would have found completely brilliant.  Or Leigh who can’t appreciate Ewan McGregor’s acting because she is too distracted by his mole on his forehead.  
Basically anything can be interesting, and anything can be repelling.  Perhaps, in the creative process, we have to concentrate on our wants.  Something you would think would be easier.  But its not always the case.

A couple of girls I went to college with just started a video website and they are actually quite funny, and I’ve seen a lot of online videos, and most are not funny, but these girls actually are.  SO in support of them, I am bloggin away.  Check it.

www.reneeandtrish.com

oh, and they’re hot too.


  • That’s right.  Today I feel like non other than Kirstie Alley, and its for exactly the reason you are thinking, I am gaining weight and I can’t stop eating.  
Okay, so don’t worry.  I am nowhere near to Kirstie’s size.  But it is entirely frusterating that I have been without energy for around two months, and therefore have basically not gone to the gym within that time frame.  Okay, I went a couple of times that first month.  It’s terrible for several reasons.  Because I have already paid for these months and am therefore wasting money, and also because its almost summer, which means swimsuits, maybe, and I will not fit into mine I am sure.  
Today was supposed to be my first true day off in a while, and now I have plans when all I want to do is not leave my apartment and catch up on my cleaning and such.  I keep feeling like I’m going to feint, and I know its not because of my eating, that’s for sure.  
This is probably the worst post ever, but you need to understand, my shower head broke off, and I am now showering under a stream of water that changes force and temperature every thirty seconds and I think even injured my back today, and that’s enough to make anyone grumpy.

  • Today I feel like:  George Lucas, because all I want to do is make movies.  
Okay, so I am nothing like George Lucas, and I don’t have an idea for a brilliant six movie story that takes place in another galaxy altogether, but honestly, what’s cooler than making a movie like star wars.  So I suppose really it should be, I WISH I were George Lucas.
I also am aware that I have been watching too much of the newer movies and there special features because I’ve been dreaming an awful lot of Ewan McGregor.  And that’s a little unnatural I suppose.  
I read a book, The Hours, yesterday.  It was super depressing.  I like that so much of it deals with writers and genius, and also depression and craziness, and what’s normal to feel, and what you want and can’t have.  I guess I could really relate to it.  Like my wanting to make Star Wars, although its already been made.  It was scary though because it depressed me so thoroughly that I had to start another book before I went to bed.  Something completely different.  So I chose The Boleyn Inheritance.  Ah, historical fiction about tudor england.  I think I need to be stopped. 
When I stop for a minute and think about the things that I want and I most often come to the realization that all I really want to do is make movies in some way.  Be involved in the making of movies.  That’s when I consider moving out to LA.  Which is kind of ridiculous.  What would I do in LA?  What do I know about making movies?  Just because I’ve read Sidney Lumet’s book does not qualify me for a position on a production team.  I don’t think.  At least I can’t put it on my resume.  
I’m not saying I don’t want to act anymore.  I think I’ll always want to act like I’ll always want to dance.  I just don’t know now which direction I want to be moving in.  College was so much easier than life. How does anyone manage to get their life in order.

I hate when things get randomly deleted, like this original post.  

In which I mention that like Angelina, I am anxiously awaiting the arrival of a baby.  And then I explain that my blog won’t load the photo, and you should use your imagination, and if you wanted, nudity was possible that way, whereas the picture i had, nudity not possible.  

And then I talked from the heart about Kim’s baby shower, which has me completely wiped.  And about her baby.  And how excited I am.  And how much I love him, even though he has not even hit the air.  And how my heart will soon be broken, twice in one sweep, when Kim and the new baby leave for Michigan. 

And it was beautiful when I wrote it the first time, stupid blog.  

I came back to this to mention that my roommate left me tonight, for 3 full weeks she’ll be gone.  And I’ll be here, out in Astoria, all by myself.  I will definitely miss her.  Not that sometimes having an apartment to yourself isn’t a plus…  because it usually is.  It will be different, maybe a little lonely.  

I also decided that they should make another set of star wars movies, because i think i could play the daughter of princess leia and han solo.  Check it.

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I mean, it totally works.  Someone call George Lucas now.  And people tell me I look like Natalie Portman often enough for her to be my grandma.  And I think I would be pretty awesome with a light saber.