Thursday, January 25, 2007


My was....SPOT ON! I'm in shock that I was right about something for once.
So last night, three of my dearest friends came over and helped me and Jason FINALLY get our new apartment cleaned and organized and even.....brace yourself...decorated! It looks soooo great! I've actually never lived in such a great looking place unless you count my parents house which is REALLY great looking.

Anyway, I was dreading it and it ended up being a fun time! Jason played some great CD's and we sang and drank good wine and ate good pizza. All the while whipping that pad into some serious shape. I meant to take pictures but I think I went blind from glee.

I am now running on almost empty since I couldn't sleep the night before last due to my basic insomnia and worry over getting the apartment done and then I couldn't sleep last night because I was so excited.

I feel like a new person today. I can't wait to go home tonight and watch Angel, Season 2 in my clean and cozy home!

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH....i'm still a little wound up.

Wednesday, January 24, 2007

I'm A Great Date.

So last night was Jason's first night off in a loooong time and we decided to go have a nice dinner at Fiddlehead Cafe (go eat's great). Well everything was fine until I said SOMETHING that made my own self cry and I couldn't stop. What the hell is THAT about? It's not's not is good! I just am so sensitive lately. I hate it. My theory, for now, is that it's because my apartment is a mess from the move still and since my friends are coming over tonight to help me clean it up for a baby shower I'm throwing on Saturday I feel like maybe that will help? Maybe? Is that what this is? Or is it just winter?

The only way I can explain it is that I feel like an ass a lot lately or like I'm embarrassed more than normal or something. And not funny, wacky Crescent embarrassed, but the kind that makes you feel like a huge tool the next day and gives you a stomach ache. I'm just kind of down on myself in general.

I told two of my best friends about last night via text and they both said pretty much the same thing.

Text from Fred: You're bottling shit up again, Guy. (he calls me guy)
Text from Anne: Oh sweetie....I'm not surprised with all you've been holding in.

So I ask myself, "Self? Why can everyone else see when you are in need of a release of my emotional toxins but I can NEVER feel it coming myself? Self?? Answer me!!!" Alas I have no answer. I guess it's just the way that I am and that's okay really. I figure if I have a weird, really poorly timed sob fest once every half a year or so I'm doing pretty well.

It just frustrates me to be living such a great life and still get upset like that sometimes. That seems selfish and weird but I suppose it's just the way it goes.

Oh, and the crying happened between the risotto and the sturgeon and was all wrapped up by the time we got home. So date night wasn't a total wash by any means. I'm just still embarrassed. Poor Jason didn't know what to do. Ugh. I sooo need to invest in a time machine or something. I hate reflecting sometimes.

Friday, January 19, 2007

Darn it.

I had a great dream to tell you about and I thought about it the whole train ride to work along with another important nugget of wisdom that occurred to me...but guess what? All gone. Zapped from my pea brain because the first hour and half of work was like some sort of whirlwind of people needing my help. And with that help I've lost all memory of my important and funny things to say.

They will come back to me. I'll smell something or say something or see something or hear something that will trigger me back to the dream, but for now's Friday!

and um....I'm going out for a girls night!

and....OH! Jason woke up asking for a piece of licorice this morning. (not a sexy euphemism either...actual licorice.)

I told him we didn't have any right now and he said..."Oh no...."

It was pretty adorable. He's extra cute when he's sleepy. I miss him. BUT starting next week he will actually have TWO whole days off a week so we'll get to hang out more thankfully!

Okay. I will keep trying to remember my other important dream/thoughts and will post them later.


Friday, January 12, 2007


Sorry about the lateness of this post. I've been really sick with a month long cold from hell. I sound like a muppet today, whatever that means.

Anyway, the opening night went well. I remembered all my lyrics and the audience seemed to like it. I didn't score very high but there are 7 more weeks for me to up my points.

You can watch all the vids of everyone's performance from that night here....

Also, we got a nice review in The Chicago Reader!

Now if I could just breath maybe I could work more on next week's challenge....stand up comedy. Triple yipes man.

Monday, January 08, 2007

Overture, curtains lights.....

So it's opening night of my show. Impress These Apes. I'm excited and nervous and horse and have new clothes and a new hair cut and can't wait and will be glad when it is done.

Stay tuned tomorrow for the video of my song that I wrote and performed with my egg shakers. Lord help us all.

Friday, January 05, 2007

Gloves & Bugs

This is me on prom night. 1992. I can't believe I wore gloves.

Anyway, I just needed a picture and that one makes me laugh.....and miss big hair and my skinny arms.

Tonight is my best friend, Fred's, 32nd b-day party. We are going to a big divey karaoke bar and are leaving right from work. I wore these great super high awesome black boots that I just bought a few weeks ago, but alas, by noon my feet were screaming for help. So I went to Payless and got some more sensible shoes.

man. blogging every day is hard.

sigh. um.....OH!

I dreamed about a swarm of mosquitoes in my face last night.

Have a great weekend!

it'll be better on Monday. I promise.

Thursday, January 04, 2007

PBS & Nacthmares

I wonder if I'll ever do anything worthy of being photographed by Annie Leibovitz. I watched a documentary or biography or biomentary about her last night. It was on PBS and I missed the first 30 minutes or so but got majorly sucked into it fast. It just struck me how amazing portraits are and how they can capture such hidden things about someone OR sometimes how vacant someone is too. I have no examples of what I'm talking about because I'm lazy so, I don't know what more to say except you should watch PBS and try to catch it.

On another note. B sharp. hahahahahahah. Whoa. Right after I made that bad joke my onion bagel turned on me a little. That'll teach me to be a hack.

As I was saying before being so rudely interrupted, I had a hell of a night of dreams last night. All having to do with being stranded on a Lost style island and not being sure if I wanted to get rescued or not. It was one of those dreams that seems to go on for hours and hours and has a major epic feel to it. And it wasn't paradise at all. We were being chased and had to go for food in shifts.......(as I'm typing this please know I DO realize how exactly like the t.v. show Lost this all is).....and there were these numbers....just kidding. Still, I was feeling really conflicted about the impending rescue. I thought about how much I loved all my island mates and worried that once we got back to normal life we'd cease knowing each other. That notion broke my heart in the dream but I also really wanted all these friends to be safe.

Eventually a lasso came out of a helicopter (not sure why the a-hole couldn't just land and let us in but whatever) and pulled us up one by one. AND I was right. We did lose touch and it was never the same.

At the very end of the dream I was living in a cabin in the woods with some co-workers and was trying to get ready for work when the toilet exploded in my face and I was soaked and the floor was flooded. I went outside and said to one of the co-workers...."now I'm all urinated and can't go to work!" and she said "no time for that. a storm is coming." and I looked up towards the forest and the sky was night time black in the distance. It ended with me saying..."uh...I'd SAY a storm is coming alright."

That kind of thing always freaks me out. I don't even know if I believe in future telling but I do believe in t.v. and movies and they would say that was a bad sign dream. I'm going to just take it as a message that some snow is on the way. That makes me feel more at ease.

Wednesday, January 03, 2007


1. Post something here every weekday because Dan is in need and he is my friend.
2. figure out where this mildew smell is coming from today and I really hope it isn't my top. It just CAN'T be.
3. Work really hard for this show that I'm in to be free and funny and not scared and myself onstage. I think that sounds fun and like it could be really really good for my soul. It just sounds refreshing.
4. Lose 25 lbs by April 1st. Then I can start to get dressed in the morning of that day and start to put on my size extra giant jeans but then say..."April Fools Mr. Giant Jeans!!! You don't fit me anymore because I kept my resolution!" It will be good payback for last year's April Fool's when my jeans broke an empty egg on my head. *shaking fists* Youuuu!!!!
5. Work out on my Gazelle everyday. (the machine not the animal...that would be sick and cruel)

Is that it? I'm sure there's more but I'm a triangle/diagonal/1-3-5 person. So five it is.

I should have number 2 completed by lunchtime when I plan to do some serious investigation.

Happy New Year!