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  <title>Hodgkin's</title>
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    <title>You know you want to.</title>
    <published>2006-02-01T20:53:32Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-01T20:53:32Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://www.walken2008.com/"&gt;http://www.walken2008.com/&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:healer:266416</id>
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    <title>healer @ 2005-12-14T11:53:00</title>
    <published>2005-12-14T17:54:07Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-14T17:54:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://www.cnn.com/2005/POLITICS/12/14/bush.iraq/index.html"&gt;Too little, too fucking late, jackoff&lt;/a&gt;.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:healer:266070</id>
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    <title>Classes are over. Oy.</title>
    <published>2005-12-11T21:33:18Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-11T21:33:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So classes are finally finished. Exams are done. And here I sit, in my apartment, with nothing to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a job. Sitting around here like this for an extended period of time is a waste of my life--I'm past the point of being excited or interested in anything around the house. Tomorrow will be spent cleaning all of the shit I should have spent all quarter doing. The list includes: &lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Take out the trash in the bathroom, TV room, kitchen, and my room&lt;br /&gt;* Clean bathroom&lt;br /&gt;* Clean kitchen&lt;br /&gt;* Clean my room&lt;br /&gt;* Laundry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone reads this who is in Chicago and wants to hang out, let me know. I got nuthin' goin on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jon wants me to write about the Lawn Gnomes that live in his room. Frankly, there could be ANYTHING living in that room--including dead people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. the thing with the girl I've been writing about: not going so hot. And i'm tired of this crap. But I imagine you already knew that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PPS. Tony--if you'r reading this, are you gonna get me that info on NU/Mirror Rep?</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:healer:265759</id>
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    <title>Happy Turkey Day, y'all</title>
    <published>2005-11-25T06:05:26Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-25T06:05:26Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Before I wrote this entry, I watched a segment on Conan O'Brien at the Macy's parade--and instead of eating turkey, he drank Wild Turkey. Why did I never think of that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things have been going swimmingly these last few days. A brief update, for those intrigued:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am spending Thanksgiving in New Jersey with the jewish part of my family. Which, let me tell you, is always exciting. I am thoroughly convinced that there is, to this day, visual and experience evidence of why the Jews took forty years to get out of the desert. Seriously--they argue, yell, overwhelm each other, and generally love each other in a loud, obnoxious kind of way. God bless thanksgiving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am done with two of my finals as of right now: Acting and Devising Theatre. I have to put my Mime final up again (i know, i know. fucking Mime class, what kind of lame pussy have I become, right?), and I still need to figure out my makeup design final (Now I'm just pushing plain ol' homosexual). But, it means that my reading/finals weeks are going to be extraordinarily easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate to admit it, but I recently rejoined the world of Online roleplaying. That's right kids--I started playing City of Heroes again. Just shoot me now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I've been seeing &lt;a href="http://northwestern.facebook.com/profile.php?id=2411793"&gt;a girl&lt;/a&gt; for lunch and/or dinner. So far, so good. More updates as events warrant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I've recently started playing &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Game_%28game%29"&gt;The Game&lt;/a&gt;, which I just lost.</content>
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    <title>I can feel icicles forming from my nose</title>
    <published>2005-11-16T21:29:16Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-16T21:29:16Z</updated>
    <content type="html">It's currently snowing outside. About 26 degrees outside--feels like 12.&lt;br /&gt;Inside my room, it's 62.5 degrees. Unacceptable. I've called the landlord, and he's got someone coming today or tomorrow (I know that heating guys are more popular than high school quarterbacks right now, but for fuck's sake, it sucks waking up to near-60 degree temperatures).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the kind of day that makes you happy for electric blankets, hot chocolate, and marshmellows. Of which, I have none. Stupid fucker, wanting to move away from home. It's my own damned fault, but still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Admittedly, it's prettier outside with the snow. Also, it's comforting to know that when I come home tonight after a meeting at TI, I won't have to be bothered by anyone on my way home. No one wants to talk to anyone on the street when it's this cold--also, I imagine the muggings that have plagued campus these past months will stop with the cold--they usually do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For any of you that can access facebook, I've uploaded more pictures of my trip to Paris this past spring. If you can't access facebook, then your loss, I'm tired of maintaining pictures on my website. Which reminds me--I'll be rewritting it soon into someting that's easier to maintain so that I don't have to keep looking at the same stupid shit over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I've decided that drawing is theraputic. I'm going to start sketching again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll let you know when I fold on this resolution, like the many others before it.</content>
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    <title>Today's Accomplishments</title>
    <published>2005-11-16T04:35:05Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-16T04:35:05Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Today was not exactly a stellar day. Today I managed to, in no particular order:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Put up a greek scene&lt;br /&gt;2. Figure out what I'm going to do for my Michael Rohd class&lt;br /&gt;3. Watched Goodfellas, which I had yet to see in one entire sitting&lt;br /&gt;4. Partially clean the kitchen&lt;br /&gt;5. Finish transfering my music from my laptop to my desktop. I now have 6 gigs of music on the new desktop, which has a hard drive capable of holding 150 gigs. I think it's time for some more music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not exactly something for the books, but whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also have to remember that I have a tentative game of Scene It to play this weekend with Rosey against Eva and Meghan (interestingly, this was propositioned by Eva).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also discovered that, with high winds, my part of the house (the highest point in the house) shakes and rattles as the wind picks up. Joy. Combined with the awful things that have happened in this room (it used to belong to Hubris/Defrance), I might have to have an exorcism performed just to be able to sleep at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody remind me to finish my draft of my ethics paper for the scholarship competition by Sunday, eh?</content>
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    <title>In the aftermath...</title>
    <published>2005-11-15T18:17:14Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-15T18:17:14Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So here's what I've been able to gather about Saturday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I did not drink any more than I mentioned in the previous post. This is good.&lt;br /&gt;2. I discovered the recipe for a flaming doctor pepper. it is as follows:&lt;br /&gt;   a. 3/4 shot of Amaretto&lt;br /&gt;   b. 1/4 shot of Bacardi 151&lt;br /&gt;   c. Glass of beer&lt;br /&gt;   Take the shot, light it on fire, pour it into beer, chug.&lt;br /&gt;3. Taking aspirin prior to bed will help alleviate the pain of a hangover the next morning (thanks Dad, but maybe it's not so good to mix Advil/Tylenol with alcohol?)&lt;br /&gt;4. I now have tentative dinner plans with &lt;a href="http://northwestern.facebook.com/profile.php?id=2411793"&gt;this girl&lt;/a&gt; (on the left in the picture). Giggity.&lt;br /&gt;5. Tasting tequila in one's mouth hours after consumption makes one want to vomit more. Boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other, non-alcohol related news, I managed not to fuck up my scene in Acting today (it's a Jason/Medea scene--the part I was literally born to play). Granted, my rather tenuous hold on the lines wasn't a good thing, but we never made it to the part I was having trouble remembering, so all is well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone told me today that they want me to let them set me up on a date with their friend, some sophomore journalism student. Guess it couldn't be that bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Classes for next quarter (Only three, suckers):&lt;br /&gt;1. Acting w/Bud, M-Th 9am&lt;br /&gt;2. Modern Drama w/Coakley, M/W/F 10am&lt;br /&gt;3. Renaissance Drama w/?, T/Th 11am-12:20pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though I'm giving up my Friday morning desire to sleep more, I'm getting virtually every day free after 11am or 12:20pm, at the latest. NICE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, Uber260/Quantum/Bourbon: I'm still waiting on any kind of proposal you guys can send me about NU/Mirror. Do you have anything for me?</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:healer:264757</id>
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    <title>The one where I chronicle a night of drinking.</title>
    <published>2005-11-13T19:59:16Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-13T20:54:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So I can still taste tequila in my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's probably a bad sign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually don't remember most of last night, a sure sign I did something stupid that I'll be hearing about for months. Let me see if I can catalogue what went on last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8pm--started last performance of R&amp;G, a show I was brought in to at the last minute and didn't actually memorize the lines for. As I've said a few times, I consider this an abortion of theatre on my part.&lt;br /&gt;9:40pm--having finished my last entrance in the show before the end, I do a shot of vodka with some of the cast members back stage.&lt;br /&gt;10pm--Finish the show, strike&lt;br /&gt;11pm--Walk to Erika's, get her, Ally (Allie, but she spells it weird), and Jake. On the way over, I promise a girl (who i think is a freshman) that I'll email/call her for dinner and a drink sometime this week.&lt;br /&gt;12am--Finally make it to Alan's after having had to wait for Ally and having had to pick up Jake at Clarke's. Upon entering Alan's, I immediately have a large shot of tequila, down a hard apple cider, and, after a few minutes, drink a margarita and a strawberry daquiri (if you could call it that--I don't remember actually tasting daquiri, but I could be wrong).&lt;br /&gt;1:15am--Gets kind of hazy here--I remember drinking a Flaming Doctor Pepper (have to remember to ask Chris Bush how to make that one), doing another large shot of tequila, and somehow managing to spill wine on my white shirt (don't ask me how). Also, I definitely remember kissing May Lee, but that may have been later.&lt;br /&gt;2am--Cops show up. I stand in the back alley of Alan's building, helping Kathy Lin as she vomits. Probably all over my shoes, i have no idea. I think I called escort service for a ride too, but I don't know. I also saw Adil make out with a guy, which I could have gone my whole life and not wanted to see.&lt;br /&gt;2:30am--Charlie gives me a ride home. I procede to awkwardly hit on her with the full knowledge that she's seeing someone. Oops. Nothing comes of it, thank god, though I'm sure to get the shit kicked out of me later for it.&lt;br /&gt;3:30am--Finally manage to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;11am--Wake up. Puke. Watch TV. Puke more. Watch more TV. Drink water.&lt;br /&gt;Now--Finally done puking. I'll now go get some food and learn lines before my scene work at 4pm. Dinner w/ Penzell at 6pm tonight--have to remember to tell him how sorry I am that he didn't make it into the New York Showcase this year (not that it matters, but I'm sure he's bummed).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah. Good times.&lt;br /&gt;I also direct you to fun times at the home of my good friend, the Bourbon Samurai (i post there under the nom de guerre "Hodgkin's"). He's located at &lt;a href="http://bourbonsamurai.blogspot.com"&gt;http://bourbonsamurai.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;.</content>
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    <title>My Day--How was yours?</title>
    <published>2005-10-30T08:00:53Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-30T08:00:53Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So I went to my last Northwestern football game today as a student--but more on that later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As days go, today wasn't too awful.  Woke up repeatedly last night because I was hacking up a lung (damned cough won't go away--must be the cold I fought last week), ended up skipping build for R&amp;J today because I wasn't feeling up to it (read: too goddamned lazy). Spent the early part of the day flipping between "American Psycho," "Superman II," and "I Love the 80's 3-D."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(and I wonder why people ask me if I'm gay...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left for the football game around 3pm with Kodz and Wesslund, getting there about 2.5 hours before kickoff. We managed to get second row seats near the 20 yard line, and I got on the Jumbo-tron (the huge-ass screen at Ryan Field) no less than 4 times, twice as the guy clearly in the center. At the party I went to after the game, many people claimed that this is the reason Northwestern lost 33-17. I beg to differ, but I don't know shit about football beyond NU and the Skins, so it's possible. ;-) Also, I almost caught a flying hot dog, but sadly, twas not meant to be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason I feel so bittersweet about this particular game is, as previously mentioned, it is my last home game as a student. I can't make next week's game because it coincides with a run of R&amp;J, and although I would consider skipping the show for the game (not really, but humor me), my 'rents are coming in town for the show. Though football games at NU have usually been craptastic (fucking Randy Walker, I almost wish my family was a big name around here just so I'd have some pull to get him fired and replaced by someone with an ounce of sense), I've come to enjoy them as fun with friends--socializing while griping about the shitty team we have (and enjoying taunting the opposing team on our way home--we may have lost, but we're still a lot fucking smarter than they are. This point became crystalized tonight when a bunch of Michigan fans came up to us and were telling us how bad our team was. We responded by telling them that, since their team was so fucking good, why did they need a win against NU to ensure their season.  Lamenting the end of the Michigan football dynasty, i told them that I was really sad when they lost to Notre Dame, and hoped that this win would boost their spirits.  Muttering something about my mother, they left). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to that Halloween party tonight, I generally had a good time. Not much to report, save that Kodz and I have excellent timing--just after we left, the cops pulled up to bust it. Between the scantilly clad women and the people clearly having loud sex in the apartments around it, I imagine they're having a ball breaking it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tomorrow holds another rehearsal for me, as well as more work. But I say this--I have a feeling it'll hold something fun for me. Here's to hoping. :)</content>
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    <title>healer @ 2005-10-29T00:24:00</title>
    <published>2005-10-29T05:24:44Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-29T05:24:44Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I always knew Sulu was gay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cnn.com/2005/SHOWBIZ/TV/10/28/people.georgetakei.ap/index.html"&gt;Here's proof, safe for work.&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>email i'm sending out to ppl re: R&amp;J</title>
    <published>2005-10-28T06:55:33Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-28T06:55:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Dear Friends/Family/Generally Attractive, Smart People,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, my apologies for the mass email.  As much as I would love to email you individually, you know how badly I am at email/IM/calling.  So this way, I can send this, and if you forward it on, it still looks like it was from me directly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Okay, not really. Humor me, I beg you.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, as you may/may not know, I have been working on a production of Romeo and Juliet (maybe you’ve heard of it?).  It’s set in 1862 during the American Civil War. It’s pretty hot stuff—we’ve got talented actors, a great production staff, and it’s being directed by me—how could it go wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In all seriousness, this is easily my proudest project as a theatrical artist (I know, “theatrical artist” sounds slightly pretentious, but it’s true).  The cast is terrific—seriously some of the most talented people I’ve seen in a long time. Our costumes, props, set and lighting all look amazing, thanks to our remarkable crew.  We’ve got original music composed for the show, choreography written by a dance professor and an undergrad, and fights that are too amazing for words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, I’d say it’s going to be one hell of a show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you will be able to attend this show.  It would really mean a great deal to me if you could—I think, more than just coming to humor me, you’d really enjoy this production.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dates are as follow:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November 3 at 8pm&lt;br /&gt;November 4 at 8pm and 11pm&lt;br /&gt;November 5 at 2pm and 8pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The show is located in the Louis Room on the second floor of the Norris University Center at Northwestern. For those of you driving, the address is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1999 Campus Drive&lt;br /&gt;Evanston, IL 60208&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(You should be able to Mapquest it without trouble)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tickets are five dollars for NU students, faculty and staff, and ten dollars for all others. Look at it this way: if you’re not an NU student, the show still only costs 2 dollars per act for a total of five acts.  What a deal, eh? ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tickets will be reserve-able at &lt;a href="http://www.loversandmadmen.com"&gt;http://www.loversandmadmen.com&lt;/a&gt; shortly.  You can also get info on the show at &lt;a href="http://www.nustudenttheatre.com"&gt;http://www.nustudenttheatre.com&lt;/a&gt;, if you’re in the mood for a little web surfing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you can make the show.  Please let me know if you’re coming and want to reserve seats or such ahead of time—I’d be happy to help you get good seats. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks, and take care,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason</content>
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    <title>healer @ 2005-10-07T21:32:00</title>
    <published>2005-10-08T02:46:26Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-08T02:46:26Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What director gave you your first lead?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Whelan, sixth grade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What role/show?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hank in "A Connecticut Yankee in King Arthur's Court," based on the Mark Twain novel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What was your quickest costume change?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably my massive change into the old man in Wait Until Dark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Do you have any REAL theatre superstitions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck the superstitions, and fuck Macbeth--(Sounds of crashing lights that nearly kill me). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Biggest screw up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two words. Krazy. Kamp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Most annoying theater pet peeve?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actors who don't fucking listen to anyone. And I don't mean listening to directors--actors who just don't listen to each other. And Stage Managers who have attitudes instead of being amiable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Who have you never worked with before that you’re dying to work with – in any capacity?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still want to do a Mary Zimmerman play before I die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Do you/have you ever had/have a theater crush? Do they know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Duh. See all my entries about HIGH SCHOOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What actors/actresses do you admire most?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stokes, Edward Norton, Ian McKellan, Patrick Stewart (for his Shakespeare, not for Star Trek), Jesse Martin, Anne Bancroft... there are others, i suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Who is your favorite director to work with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cindy Gold was fun... I imagine Bud will be good too (hopefully)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Choreographer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;None in particular... more because I can't dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Musical Director?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keith here at NU. So cool, that kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What was your most uncomfortable costume?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of my period Shakespeare costumes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. If you could dance like anyone, who?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene Kelly. No thought about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Have you ever been cast in a role you thought was wrong for you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, fucking Bill/Lucentio in KMK. Worst idea ever... ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What was your strangest audition?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suburbia, freshman year. Just a weird vibe in the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What is your favorite audition song?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't do musicals anymore, so I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Have you ever dated anyone you met at the theater? Did it work?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hasn't worked yet, but ever hopeful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Is there any role you’ve played that you think you could play better now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eugene, if i still looked that young (from Brighton Beach). I think I could handle Benvolio or Tybalt MUCH better now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What is your dream role?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mercutio, Vanya in Uncle Vanya, and the father in Proof.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Have you ever worked backstage – in what capacity?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots now--Sound Design, Lighting Assistant, Set Build, Set Run, Makeup... there are more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. If you could have any job on Broadway, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Directing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. What is the WORST CT production you’ve seen (you can give the show without the theater if you want)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grand Hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Most painful theater experience?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phaedra's Love at NU was HORRIBLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Have you ever had sex in a theater?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Workin on it. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. What is the favorite role you’ve played?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peter in R&amp;J. Stupid role, but good times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Every actor in CT has a "junk food" weakness – what’s yours?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Do you have a favorite rehearsal outfit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nyet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. What show have you never seen/done that you wish someone would do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could play Herr Schultz in Cabaret&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. What is your favorite venue to perform in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put me in Cahn Auditorium at NU--1000 person venue. Hell YES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. What is your favorite venue to SEE a show?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Goodman or the Steppenwolf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. What is your proudest theater accomplishment?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Directing R&amp;J--and seemingly doing it right, so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. What is your biggest mistake?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to Colleen McAdory. Though I owe her a debt of gratitude for introducing me to doing theatre as a real possibility in life, I realize in retrospect how much of her stuff is not right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. What show could you never see again and not miss?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spiderman Versus Batman. That's right, someone at campus here wrote a play about Spiderman and Batman fighting. Boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Whose singing voice do you enjoy listening to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesse L. Martin or Stokes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. What is your fondest theater memory?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giving Jon his prep talk during Pippen every night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. What do you enjoy most about being in theatre?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The knowledge that you're doing a show and it means something--that someone saw something in the show that they'd never seen before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Are there any theater companies you won’t work with – ever?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WST (again), Straw Dog (Stephen fucking Murray), Sit n Spin (NU group--terrible)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Ever been left hanging onstage?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone remember when I got hit in the face during Wait Until Dark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Any regrets?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picking "Heart's Desire" to co-direct with Amelia. LAME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. Have you ever taken a role as a "favor"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. What is the biggest sacrifice you’ve made for a show?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My health. Twice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. If you could direct your dream show, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, i'm doing it right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. When was the last time you were on stage?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much Ado About Nothing, a year ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. Have you ever won an award?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. Is there anyone with whom you will refuse to work?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple, who shall remain nameless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. If you were to walk away from theater tomorrow, which friends have you made that you really believe you would take with you and would remain your friends – even if they were still involved and you weren’t?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rosey and Erika, definitely. Probably Jon, and a few others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. Of all the phone numbers stored in your cell phone, how many are theater people?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most, if not all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. What was your most random prop?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl's Doll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. What is your most random set story?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When David broke the entire Brighton Beach set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. What would make you stop doing the theater?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dying.</content>
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    <title>Worth noting</title>
    <published>2005-10-05T22:53:32Z</published>
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    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://www.timesonline.co.uk/article/0,,13509-1811332,00.html"&gt;http://www.timesonline.co.uk/article/0,,13509-1811332,00.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" 'We should not expect to find in Scripture full scientific accuracy or complete historical precision,' they [The Catholic bishops of England, Wales and Scotland] say in The Gift of Scripture."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About time.</content>
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    <title>Jeezus</title>
    <published>2005-10-02T14:54:07Z</published>
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    <content type="html">We made over 1000 dollars at my fundraiser party last night for Romeo and Juliet. We were only open for 2.5 hours before the cops showed up, roughly earning us 400 dollars an hour (the deal was 5 bucks at the door got you access to unlimited keg and jungle juice; 1 dollar shots and 3 dollar mixed drinks).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not bad. Not bad at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That brings us much closer to doubling the budget than i anticipated it would.</content>
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    <title>healer @ 2005-10-01T17:59:00</title>
    <published>2005-10-01T23:00:29Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-01T23:00:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">After threatening my computer for several hours, I realized that I couldn't connect to the internet because the port i had my linksys adapter plugged into was off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm such an asshole.</content>
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    <title>sheeyat.</title>
    <published>2005-09-25T06:06:02Z</published>
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    <content type="html">1st round of casting: Done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Callbacks: Gonna be a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In better news: Happy birthday, Amelia, you old fart you. ;-)</content>
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    <title>healer @ 2005-09-24T17:40:00</title>
    <published>2005-09-24T22:40:23Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Current Time: 5:39pm&lt;br /&gt;Starting Time: 10:00am&lt;br /&gt;Time left: 4hr. 21min.</content>
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    <title>Ascension to a Higher Level</title>
    <published>2005-09-23T16:24:07Z</published>
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    <content type="html">It's hard to find a place around here that is quiet enough for me to think.  I've removed myself to the office for L&amp;M on the 3rd floor of &lt;a href="http://www.norris.northwestern.edu/"&gt;Norris University Center&lt;/a&gt;, which is marginally quieter than my roommates playing Madden '06.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things with Romeo and Juliet are progressing nicely, with the auditions coming up and the rehearsals just around the corner.  I'm still scared out of my mind, but I have a great staff (i mean, these people are AWESOME--really, really awesome), and they're helping to alleviate my stress a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, my apartment is in dire need of cleaning. Not that I'm going to have time this weekend (I have auditions from 10am to 10pm Saturday. w00t), but hopefully next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current Major Accomplishments include:&lt;br /&gt;* Over 130 people signed up to audition for my show, with an estimated 17 person cast (for those of you keeping score at home, that's about a 13.1% chance of actually getting into the show).&lt;br /&gt;* I've been playing &lt;a href="http://www.guildwars.com"&gt;Guild Wars&lt;/a&gt;. Not an accomplishment in of itself, save for the fact that today I "ascended" within the game (that is, I rose to the highest possible level within the game).&lt;br /&gt;* I bought myself a &lt;a href="http://www1.us.dell.com/content/products/features.aspx/featured_dp_desktop2_2?c=us&amp;amp;cs=19&amp;amp;l=en&amp;amp;s=dhs"&gt;Dell Dimension 5100&lt;/a&gt;. I'm proud of it, except that my monitor hasn't come yet (apparently, Dell ships things that are "free upgrades" seperately from the complete package. Assholes).&lt;br /&gt;* I've yet to kill my former roommate, who is sleeping with one of my current roommates. Boo.&lt;br /&gt;* I'm getting paid for having worked two nights on a Performance Studies Performance Hour. God bless button pushers.&lt;br /&gt;* I spent the money I earned those two nights on beer last night. Even better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Health Update:&lt;/b&gt; A lot of people have been asking me how things are going on the health front, and I just want to assure anyone who is interested that, in fact, my health is fine. I have a CT scan on Oct. 8, but it' just a checkup, so i'm not worried about anything. Should anything come up, I'll post it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also: If you don't own it, get Guild Wars. So much fun.</content>
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    <title>All Moved In With Nowhere To Go</title>
    <published>2005-09-17T20:46:00Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-17T20:46:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So I have no idea what I'm going to do with this thing anymore. What started as an attempt to have fun in High School turned into a way to stay in contact with some friends turned into... I don't exactly know what anymore. Part of the reason I haven't posted anything is that I haven't had much to say. I nerdily admit, however, that I have recently been reading &lt;a href="http://www.wilwheaton.net"&gt;WWDN&lt;/a&gt;, a blog kept by former child star and current author Wil Wheaton, and as such have decided to keep a blog based more in the traditional sense of the word--as a log.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what the fuck (Sorry, ma) have I been up to recently?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent the summer at home, working at &lt;a href="http://www.jccgw.org"&gt;Camp JCC&lt;/a&gt;, which was a really pleasurable experience. The kids I worked with were difficult sometimes, but overall I enjoyed it. I dated a girl over the summer which went swimmingly until I fucked it up at the end. Oops. Also, I did some reading and spent a lot of time with family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I did a whole lot of thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the last year or so, since the end of my treatments (I know, I know, you're all so sick of the cancer shit. Too bad), I haven't felt quite right. And, frankly, I still don't. But I'm getting to the point where it feels less like I'm out of touch and more like I need to get back in touch. Let's face it--since becoming sick, I've gotten really lazy. And although I still participate in lots of stuff (theatre, classes, etc...), I feel like I'm not doing enough, as though some of the simplest, mind-numbing things take too much effort. Getting out of the house, going into town for errands, even going to my doctor's office to pick up a simple script for a CT scan (coming down the pike in October--nothing to worry about, just routine). Even now, I'm sitting here hungry, and I'm going to wait until I go to the El and go downtown to my Aunt's for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, as I have done in years past, I am going to set some goals for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With graduation a mere 9 months away (how exactly did that happen--one minute I'm starting high school, the next I'm graduating from college. Jeez...), I, along with some of my friends, have decided to make this a Year of Indulgence. While they meant it in reference to indulging in whatever they wanted (drinking, whatever), I'm going to take it to mean that I'm going to indulge myself in my own life. I'm going to dedicate myself to indulging in fun, relaxation, and not stressing. While this also means (to me, anyway) that I'm going to get my shit together (what does that mean, anyway) in terms of my body (need to get a real workout plan together, because this gut I've developed is killing me) and my soul (I need to start reading again--and not watching television). And while I am going to continue to indulge in video games (because screw it, that's why), I'm going to only allow myself a certain amount of time to do it. Because there's nothing really gained from hours of grinding away at a computer game, unless you spend it in the company of friends, laughing at the game and at ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(And by the way, i realize that my friends list has been cut by 2/3. Another indulgence--I find myself reading very little on my friends page. Until I can teach myself to appreciate having lots of friends on the page, I have to rediscover what it was like to only have a few updates to read a day. Plus, most off you stopped posting in your own journals--for far longer than I have).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here're the goals for the next 9 months (and yes--I do realize that I have trouble meeting my goals. Help a brother out and send an &lt;a href="mailto:j-nellis@northwestern.edu"&gt;email&lt;/a&gt; my direction once in a while to check out my progress):&lt;br /&gt;* Watch less television (especially during the day, when I can be doing better things)&lt;br /&gt;* Read a book a week (Shouldn't be too hard, since I pounded through that last Harry Potter in a day)&lt;br /&gt;* Exercise every day. Even if it's just a long walk.&lt;br /&gt;* Limit the games to 1-2 hours a day&lt;br /&gt;* Get out of the house and spend time with my friends&lt;br /&gt;* Eat right&lt;br /&gt;* Go to every Northwestern football game&lt;br /&gt;* Don't go to shows I don't want to see&lt;br /&gt;* Get a job I like (the pigfuckers at NU Financial Aid cut some of my Aid--so now I have to look for a serious part time job)&lt;br /&gt;* Don't stress about life after college--it'll happen one way or another&lt;br /&gt;* Stop trying to please others and just worry about myself (This is probably the hardest one--I know that I have a tendency to worry about other people's opinions of myself--probably to an unhealthy point. I need to learn not to concern myself with the opinions of others, unless I really want their opinions).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note that I make no promises on the blog end of things. I'll post when I have something to say, but not when I just feel like I should out of respect to some ethereal audience out there. Read if you want, don't if not. It's fine with me either way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I'm going to post a new user picture. Getting tired of that damned bald face of mine jabbering at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I hope that you'll continue to keep an eye out for me here. Even if you don't comment. And for those of you who tease me about it--my website will probably become a link directly to this anyway, so don't expect any major updates (not like I've touched the damned thing in ages).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giggity.</content>
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    <title>healer @ 2005-07-05T06:51:00</title>
    <published>2005-07-05T10:51:22Z</published>
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    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://blogsurvey.media.mit.edu/request"&gt;&lt;img src="http://blogsurvey.media.mit.edu/images/survey-bell.gif" alt="Take the MIT Weblog Survey" style="border:none" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <published>2005-06-13T21:01:50Z</published>
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    <content type="html">DC Kids-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm home. Call me - 240/676-2244</content>
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    <title>healer @ 2005-06-07T22:35:00</title>
    <published>2005-06-08T03:35:23Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Anne Bancroft died today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cnn.com/2005/SHOWBIZ/Movies/06/07/bancroft.obit.ap/index.html"&gt;http://www.cnn.com/2005/SHOWBIZ/Movies/06/07/bancroft.obit.ap/index.html&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>healer @ 2005-06-07T13:20:00</title>
    <published>2005-06-07T18:20:48Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-07T18:21:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Sweet merciful Jesus, I'm finished with my Junior year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now officially a Senior at NU. How the fuck did THAT happen? I'm so damned old, I can't believe it. Yeesh. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's do a play by play of the year and see how things went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fall Quarter: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Much Ado About Nothing: Not my favorite project, but a good experience of theatre at the educational level.  Certainly gained a certain amount of respect for the people at this school who dedicate themselves to professionalism--it shows when they really put it out there.  Still slightly bitter I didn't get a bigger part, but I now understand why I didn't, which helps.&lt;br /&gt;2. Acting Class: Wow. Just wow. Bud and the rest are great. And stayed that way all year. I learned about Animal Work, and really got to work on presence and movement as it pertains to the actor.&lt;br /&gt;3. Deanna: Well, that didn't work out so well.  I'm far too much of a twit sometimes--and her throwing a book at me is no exception.&lt;br /&gt;4. Purple Crayon Players: I start a children's theatre company. What was I DRINKING? ;-)&lt;br /&gt;5. L&amp;M (Shakespeare Group): Compleat Works, Tempest and I Hate Hamlet go off with less hitches than I expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Winter Quarter: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Side Man: Great project, not so great experience.  I really wish that JD had used me more as an AD.  Of course, I could have been more helpful. Damn these two way streets.  Still, I had a good time working with that cast--it was a good object lesson in staying interested in a play, and really working on blocking and motivation.  It taught me the need for details work.&lt;br /&gt;2. Last 5 Years: Just a lot of fun. Now I can add "Sound Designer" to my resume. W00t.&lt;br /&gt;3. Acting Class: Not so much a fan of our Mime instructor, but I loved Chekhov. I need to re-read those plays.&lt;br /&gt;4. L&amp;M: Julius Caesar goes okay. I decide to live with Robin, Jon and Sean. &lt;br /&gt;5. PCP: We decide on a name and start work on a play for the summer that doesn't come to fruition. Oops. Object lesson: Make sure that communication is clear. Also, don't spread yourself too thin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Spring Quarter: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Landscape of the Body: Good stuff. Fun times. Wish i had been a better SM. Still got a damned B in the class, but i'll never touch that job again.  But I do know now what to expect of my SM for the future.&lt;br /&gt;2. L&amp;M: Got A-status (the university now supplies us with a part of our yearly budget). Got Artistic Director for the group. As You Like It was a great example of how to delegate work. Caligula was a great example of not planning far enough in advance. Also, we now are part of what will become www.studenttheatre.com, a site dedicated to student theatre at Northwestern. Also, I'll be directing Romeo and Juliet in the big space on campus for student theatre.&lt;br /&gt;3. PCP: We do three events. We get T-status. We are set to do two shows next year. This could be interesting. &lt;br /&gt;4. Awards: I get an award from the university worth 2000 bucks cash. Whose bright idea was THAT?&lt;br /&gt;5. Acting: I get to play Vanya in Uncle Vanya and George in Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf. Who could ask for more?&lt;br /&gt;6. Classes for next year: Mime, Acting, Makeup Design (No, I'm NOT gay) and a class of devising theatre. Woot. :-)&lt;br /&gt;7. Shira: I date a girl for a record two weeks. It ends, I get a series of IMs and text messages ranging from "I hate you" to "we can make it work." Oy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Overall:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acting is good. I'll never drop that class.&lt;br /&gt;I need to get back into directing NOW.&lt;br /&gt;I have to stop dating crazy women. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;I'm ready for Summer.&lt;br /&gt;I'm ready for next year.&lt;br /&gt;I'm ready to be home.&lt;br /&gt;And most importantly, I think I'm beginning to be comfortable with myself and my body again. The cancer really fucked me up for a while there, but after a year of being cancer-free, I think I'm beginning to have a strong sense of self again. I suppose only time will tell. But I will say this: Next year's going to be a fucking party. And I fully expect visitors next year, since we'll have a fucking GUEST ROOM in my house. That means you, &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_kylebee' lj:user='kylebee' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://kylebee.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://kylebee.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;kylebee&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_kayo609' lj:user='kayo609' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://kayo609.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://kayo609.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;kayo609&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.</content>
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    <title>healer @ 2005-06-03T00:19:00</title>
    <published>2005-06-03T05:20:31Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-03T05:20:31Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 years ago, I...&lt;br /&gt;1. Was in Ms. Markowitz's first grade class&lt;br /&gt;2. Got my first bad grade&lt;br /&gt;3. Lost my first tooth&lt;br /&gt;4. Knew my parents were going to "seperate"&lt;br /&gt;5. Saw the Redskins win the Super Bowl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 years ago, I...&lt;br /&gt;1. Discovered girls&lt;br /&gt;2. Met Amelia and Jessy&lt;br /&gt;3. Got the lead in "A Connecticut Yankee..."&lt;br /&gt;4. Got my first bad report card&lt;br /&gt;5. Hated Middle School&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 years ago, I...&lt;br /&gt;1. Wrecked a car and got a new one&lt;br /&gt;2. Decided to go to NU&lt;br /&gt;3. Wanted to be a writer, director, actor and teacher--all in one&lt;br /&gt;4. Ruined Aaron's prom ;-)&lt;br /&gt;5. Was still trying to date Amelia&lt;br /&gt;6. Got Eli (added this one because it's too important to pass up)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 years ago, I...&lt;br /&gt;1. Got into Northwestern&lt;br /&gt;2. Dated Emily&lt;br /&gt;3. Became brother to Tessa&lt;br /&gt;4. Worked the first of many jobs I hated&lt;br /&gt;5. Left WST&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 years ago, I...&lt;br /&gt;1. Got diagnosed with Cancer&lt;br /&gt;2. Beat the Cancer&lt;br /&gt;3. Started dating Beth, my RA (Scandal!)&lt;br /&gt;4. Took my first Creative Drama course&lt;br /&gt;5. Decided to consider education as a career&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 year ago, I...&lt;br /&gt;1. Directed Taming of the Shrew&lt;br /&gt;2. Became Production Manager of L&amp;M&lt;br /&gt;3. Worked the last job in an office I would ever work--and I mean it this time&lt;br /&gt;4. Moved into my own apartment&lt;br /&gt;5. Got my shit back together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, I...&lt;br /&gt;1. Started a children's theatre company&lt;br /&gt;2. Became the Artistic Director of L&amp;M&lt;br /&gt;3. Started to put cancer behind me&lt;br /&gt;4. Started studying with one of the best actor teachers, ever&lt;br /&gt;5. Got in over my head--and loved every minute of it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I...&lt;br /&gt;1. Flubbed a callback&lt;br /&gt;2. Watched acting class scenes&lt;br /&gt;3. Performed improv with middle schoolers&lt;br /&gt;4. Played "Guild Wars"&lt;br /&gt;5. Called home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I...&lt;br /&gt;1. Called Home&lt;br /&gt;2. Watched L&amp;O:SVU&lt;br /&gt;3. Scheduled things for my theatre groups&lt;br /&gt;4. Played Guild Wars&lt;br /&gt;5. Said goodbye to Erika for the summer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 TV Shows I Like&lt;br /&gt;1. L&amp;O: SVU&lt;br /&gt;2. SNL&lt;br /&gt;3. ER&lt;br /&gt;4. Star Trek (whatever, I'm a nerd)&lt;br /&gt;5. Family Guy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 Places I've Lived&lt;br /&gt;1. Evanston, IL&lt;br /&gt;2. Kensington, MD&lt;br /&gt;3. College Park, MD&lt;br /&gt;4. Ann Arbor, MI (For a summer)&lt;br /&gt;5. N/A</content>
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    <published>2005-05-23T05:23:28Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-23T05:23:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a fun game:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01. Reply with your name and I will write something about you.&lt;br /&gt;02. I will then tell what reminds me of you.&lt;br /&gt;03. If I were to apply an o'clock to you, it would be...&lt;br /&gt;04. I will try to name a single word that best describes you.&lt;br /&gt;05. I'll tell you the most memorable moment I've had with you.&lt;br /&gt;06. I'll then tell you something that I've always wondered about you.&lt;br /&gt;07. Put this in your journal.</content>
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