and if it’s ever from me you must go
or your life you must surrender
do not have a thought that you’ll be lost
for it’s you i will remember.
"good people," traditional (performed by magpie).
without shaker theatre and james thornton, i probably wouldn’t be doing what i’m doing today. my mom would always say that he “didn’t like” me when i would continue to audition for shows and would never get cast, but i think that deep down, he knew i was never meant to be an actor.
by not casting me — and then by shepherding me into stage manager and director roles — he gave me the chance to see that not only was i capable of much larger creative visions, but also that i had the potential to put them into action and make them a reality. that knowledge has opened up so many doors for me in my career, and i will forever be indebted to him (and to the incomparable program he created) for it.
rest in peace, mr. thornton.
This is my favourite thing.
I came really close to typing that in capital letters and adding a SQUEE at the end.
Best song. Best video. Best everything. Just watch it.
Unless you are scared of nipples. DO NOT WATCH THIS IF YOU ARE SCARED OF NIPPLES. (This is because there are nipples in it.)
PLEASE SEE THIS if you have not already. put me in a terrific mood for the rest of the day (and i saw it at 10 this morning!).
|me:||okcupid should rename itself fuck mountain on april fool's day|
|Sloan:||heh heh heh|
|Sloan:||i should rename my apartment fuck mountain 4 nights a week|
|me:||i'll make you a banner|
|me:||LOOK AT BANNER MICHAEL|
|me:||i have to be up earlyish tomorrow|
|me:||the nyu health promotion office 1) wants to install the mannequin and 2) offered me a job coming up with new ideas for outreach!|
|me:||i'm an ideas man michael|
|me:||i think i proved that with fuck mountain|
|Sloan:||i f*cked the business model|
|me:||since ive been demoted to sleeping in the front living room, if the house were to get robbed i would be the first to die trying to save everyone else|
|sloan:||but also if it burned down, you'd be the first to escape|
|Sloan:||you should do what i do|
|Sloan:||hook up with undergrads|
|me:||um, no thanks creepy mccreeperson|
|Sloan:||nothing is creepy|
|Sloan:||she has flawless milky white skin and i want to see every inch of it|
|Sloan:||without the whole talking thing|
|me:||you're fucking a 20 yr old, who is not old enough to legally drink|
|Sloan:||she knows what's up|
|me:||whatever you say boss|
|Sloan:||such nice skin|
|Sloan:||and a beautiful face|
|Sloan:||i guess it doesn't help the anti-creep case that i mostly just want to stroke this young girl's skin|
been really bad about updating tumblr/twitter/any social media besides facebook lately.
will try harder, i promise. in the meantime, here’s a photo of me wire wrapping some broken force-sensitive resistors the night before our midterm for physical computing was due. note the band-aids on my hands from burning myself on the hot glue gun the day before.
if you’d have told me two years ago that i’d be doing this night and day, i would have told you that you’re crazy. itp was the best decision i’ve ever made in my life.
in honor of finding my livejournal.
come take a peek at my teenage angst, or submit your own entries!
"i’m so envious of most of the girls that i know. and sometimes it really irks me to hear them com- plain, about guys especially, because they’re all so gorgeous and already have about 50 bajillion people after them. and then when they all come to me whining "oh my GAWD, why can’t i find a decent BOY?" i want to scream, because they can’t even see how much better off they are than me."
-2/13/2003 (age 18)
the shirt in question: