The Top Ten List of Shit I Did in 2007 (Edited)
This is a list of the shit I did in 2007 that I would consider as influential to the rest of my life.
10. I did summer right.
I only went to visit my parents twice and thus had a great time in Rva and stage managed a lot of stuff. It was going to be hard to beat the summer of 06 in which I toured the north east as a production assistant, but some how I made an equally as awesome summer with my friends.
9. Richmond Bike Riding
What better way to exercise, hang out with your friends, get from point A to point B, and see the city?
8. Being the “other” girl.
Being the “other” girl is a variation of being “that” girl. Short story, he had a girlfriend. And another girl, and another girl, and another girl…
7. The Hope/Clay/Isaac lunch of awesome.
The short answer to how my thoughts on progressive theatre changed. And other awesome questions, like: what made you decide to move to New York, how did you get this job, and so on.
6. America’s 400th Anniversary
A.) I got a promotion to ASM. B.) It closed out a year’s worth of events that I had worked on and made great friends, who I hadn’t seen in 6 months and got to meet up with again and hang out and make lots of monies.
5. Turned 21
It was the last night of a month in New York, I got to spend it with two awesome people, Hope and Mike, and then my ex- Travis, as well as drink with some of NY’s finest off-Broadway theatre professionals.
4. My sister’s 2nd birthday
Well… she is my sister!
3. Three words: Red Fucking Ryder
I needed it. I was lacking any confidence as a stage manager. I stage managed the hell out of the show and was glad because it was the first time they gave me a PSM position at VCU. And I finished it with a best friend.
2. Made Decisions
I decided to graduate a year early and move to New York with Hope. I’d say these two things are extremely important details of my life.
1. New York with Hope
Shit… I still can’t believe it happened. I took a month off from school to spend in New York working FOR FUCKING FREE as a production assistant on a multimedia (film, music and theatre) festival in the Lower East Side. The festival was an experience of local multimedia. I can’t believe Hope and I did that with only a few dollars in our pocket. I can’t express how busy, hard, easy, incredible and amazing the entire experience was.
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WTF? How did I not put starting Hope and I The Standby blog on here? HOW? Well, inserting it now would cause major disruption to this list.So… I’m going to add a 2.5 because this is fitting for both the subjects of 2 & 3.
2.5 The Renaissance
Upon the completion of Red Ryder, Hope and I had developed an tight alliance among the theatre department at VCU, and a solid friendship. We had a stage management renaissance. We got every book we could find on stage management, perfected our portfolios, began blocking dictionaries, etc…etc… and then quite a few months after that we started The Standby. The Standby is our stage management blog. Management Parables–check it out!
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There you have it. It wasn’t a bad year, but 2008 is gonna be better. Be on the look out for the top ten list of songs that I overplayed in 2007. haha.
Here’s what I’ve determined: TGIF!
Young (or young looking) professional men who work at desks are adorable! And here’s why: This office is really sparse with activity for me. I’m extremely far from everyone else in the office, or the few people that have been showing up this week. The larger portion of the office has the week off… which has actually made my job hard. But everytime I turn the corner to distribute mail, the guys are always jamming to their internet radio or iPods and frankly I get weak in the knees.
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Also, skinny jeans suck for short people. And people who ride bikes. And here’s why: short people wearing skinny jeans=bunches up at the knees and ankles (and that looks stupid). bikers wearing skinny jeans=stretches at the knees (thus eventually destroying the integrity of the jeans). short people who bike and wear skinny jeans=fucked.
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Gwen Stefani loves to show her legs.
