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Saturday, September 23rd, 2006
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3:13 pm - New York Minute
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There are a lot of pictures in this post. Deal with it. You have a scroll button.
First off
Living in New York... INCREDIBLE!!!
My classmates: awesome bundles of freakish talent, wit, and all-around wonderfulness.
The Year II'ers ("Cycle 16") threw us Year I'ers ("Cycle 17") a "Welcome to the City" BBQ
Cycle 17 Love
The Cycle 17 love is so excessive that we will use any opportunity to throw a party.
"First Rooftop Party" Party
Flying!
Shows we have gotten to see for free:
Avenue Q
Hairspray
And Amy and I befriended Lisa Howard (currently starring in Spelling Bee), who got us comps. After the show we got to play with the cast.
Amy, Lisa, and I after Spelling Bee
Barret Foa! (also in Spelling Bee and formerly "Princeton" in the last cast of Avenue Q on Broadway).
We decided to go to Gay Night at Six Flags Great Adventure...
...which meant we had to rent a car and drive into Jersey. Jersey smells like ass, and is just as ugly as you'd think.
Drunk and sweaty in the a.m.
We went to see Mother Courage and Her Children in Central Park starring
MERYL STREEP!!!!
AND KEVIN KLINE!!!!
THERE THEY WERE LIKE 30 FEET IN FRONT OF ME!
Too bad it rained. But they did it anyway!
Meryl Streep.
Doing Brecht.
In the rain.
LIVE!
No words can describe it.
Except for "cold." "Cold" could describe it.
Reconnecting with old friends
Playing with new ones
Musical Theater Composers/Performers + Alcohol + Piano = Perfection
Jamming at a little dive in the West Village.
The San Gennaro Festival in Little Italy.
And then there's Dante and me... swoonage
When we're out, we don't smile in pictures. We do Sexy Face. It's like Ebony & Ivory, but we're hotter than Paul McCartney and Stevie Wonder.
On Monday I'm meeting Ahrens and Flaherty (the team that wrote Ragtime). I'm taking classes taught by Michael John LaChiusa (The Wild Party) and Bill Finn (Falsettos and Spelling Bee). My personal advisor is Mel Marvin, the composer of How the Grinch Stole Christmas, which opens on Broadway later this season. And in January, I am interning at the City Center Theater and I get to work on the new production of Sondheim's Follies.
Life is grand. I wake up every morning excited to be alive. I love getting to see Lindsay whenever I want. I love living around the corner from the theater district, and getting to bump into famous people on the street on a daily basis. I love being taught by the real movers and shakers of Broadway.
I also love procrastonating on a major project that's due on Tuesday. I've got a few days...
...time to go play!
current mood:  jubilant
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| Sunday, August 27th, 2006
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1:13 am - 12 hours and counting
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This is my last night as a Los Angelino.
Odd.
By this time tomorrow night, I will be a New Yorker.
Well, not a full-fledged New Yorker, but one in training at the very least.
I can't wait.
current mood:  excited
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| Thursday, August 24th, 2006
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12:55 am
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Hey kids, so I'm back from my week in Waikiki. It was amazing.
I am now a surfer.
Yeah, that's right, I held my own with my longboard on the North Shore of Oahu alongside professional surfers. Suck it, bitches.
I've got four days before I MOVE TO FUCKING NEW YORK CITY!!!! For my LA peeps who want to see me before I leave, you had better do it sooner rather than later. Call the cell. For my NYC peeps...
I WILL SEE YOU ALL SOOOOOOOON!!!
Can you tell I'm excited? 'Cause I'm kind of shitting myself with joy right now.
ALEXIS, KRISSY, AND COURTNEY:
WE NEED TO HAVE OUR ABBEY DATE LIKE NOW!
current mood: ELATED
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| Monday, August 7th, 2006
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3:27 pm - The internet is really scary
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Im-ing with Chase, I get asked a very strange question:
"So what's the with fake Myspace page?"
And I am confused.
He sends me a link and what do my wondering eyes should behold but a myspace profile of this person named Benjamin from Reno, Nevada. Yet, oddly enough...
HIS PROFILE PIC WAS A PIC OF ME!!!!
IN FACT, EVERY PICTURE ON HIS PIC PAGE WAS OF ME!!!
AND THEY WEREN'T EVEN ALL FROM MY MYSPACE PAGE... THERE WERE OTHER PICTURES OF ME!!!
A PICTURE FROM DISNEYLAND!!!
A PICTURE FROM BACKSTAGE AT LES MIS!!!
A PICTURE TAKEN IN MY DORM FRESHMAN YEAR!!!
I freaked out and sent him a very very very angry message. I then contacted Tom (via his profile) and also messaged the help center.
When I tried to show Scott (one of my coworkers) this craziness later on in the day, the profile was gone.
So, ladies and jellyspoons, it appears that I have an alter-ego who lives in Reno Nevada and is named Benjamin.
...
Jesus
Fucking
Christ.
current mood:  shocked
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| Tuesday, August 1st, 2006
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10:37 am
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I have realized that three websites, if combined, would have enough power to take over the world. The skies would fall, the meek would inherit the earth, and trendy indie art would take over 5th Avenue.
Help a starving artist out - my friend Natalia has started up her own online store, "NatStore." Shirts, art, and some seriously delicious website design skills. Click, browse, buy.
EDIT:// That's right, Alexeeva, I called your work "trendy indie art" - in this overproduced Gucci era, ITSA COMPLIMENT.
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| Monday, July 17th, 2006
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3:25 pm
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So sometimes I find myself in board meetings of doom. But we all have our laptops. And we all have hi-speed wireless. So I spend most of these meetings instant messaging my coworkers - you'd be amazed at how few of us actually pay attention during these dreadful things.
And sometimes mere instant messaging isn't enough to stave off the boredom.
So sometimes I add over 20 minutes worth of video to my Myspace profile.
CLICK AND ENJOY!
The new videos are under the "Heroes" section... but I made changes throughout my profile as well. And I got paid approximately $15/hour to do it.
This summer job rocks my life. Eeeeeeeeeeeezeeeeeeeeee money!
current mood:  clicketyclicketyclick
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| Thursday, July 13th, 2006
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6:57 pm
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Looking for an apartment in New York City while you're still in Los Angeles is bullshit.
Therefore, I'm planning my 4th foray into the Big Apple. The apartment hunting should prove to be... stressful. And not, "oh woe is me" stressful, we're talking this-is-fucking-bullshit-i'm-going-to-dig-my-eyes-out-with-a-pencil-and-feed-them-to-my-cats stressful.
Vivid enough of a picture for ya?
The light at the end of the tunnel: Just got off the phone with John, one of my New York Gays from NYU. He arrived in NYC today and is beginning the search as well. We decided to be roommates.
What does it all mean? John might find something, which means I might have an apartment waiting for me by the time I get there. Which would be heaven.
As opposed to the alternative: bullshit.
current mood:  stressed
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| Monday, June 26th, 2006
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1:46 pm - Sweet Wounded Jesus!
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Somehow Bat Boy! The Musical actually turned into a hit. We got tremendous turnout, the audience members laughed/applauded/cheered their asses off, and despite how humiliatingly embarassing my costume was, I actually had a blast doing it. The cast and crew (minus Zack) rocked my life, and I made new friends who fill me with glee. I adore you all.
Kim brought a camera to one of our rehearsals. Sweet wounded Jesus.
Bat Boy! The Musical... where the girls play boys...
...and the boys play girls...
...and lots of people die by the end.
This is what rehearsing with Mike looks like.
I think Courtney rocking out with her pan flute is the closest thing I will ever have to a religious experience.
If you saw the show, you would understand how poetic this picture is.
Elissa Wagner is my hero. Hands down. All time hero.
It's photos like this that make me want to sit down and weep. Yes, that's right ladies and gentleman... paper-mache' severed cow's head...
Chris just looks so darn empassioned in this one...
I don't know what I love more about this pic - Chris's face, my face, or the fact that Delaney actually was spooked when we took this...
AMEN!
In grand YAE fashion, we had to celebrate by descending upon Alexis's house-sitting house armed with an arsenal of alcohol.
The hostess takes a breather from feeding us.
The evening started out respectable enough. Chris, Krissy, Elissa, Brandon (sigh), and me (still with the vampire hair and makeup remnants)
But it wasn't long before a lesbian orgy commenced in the living room.
Wounded
Sasha: "Are you on MAH-SPACE???"
It's official - Brandon is dating a corpse.
This is what happens when Delaney drinks
!!!
Chris stole my camera and started taking pornstar pics of Sasha
Rock stars
Chris prays for the ability to remain faithful amidst a sea of breasts.
Randomly, Zack showed up to the party uninvited...
He spied on Delaney and Chris in a private moment (notice Elissa squealing with joy in the reflection)
He forced himself upon Sasha...
And then he blew Chris on the couch.
All brilliantly reinacted by Rob for your amusement...
Round about 3, the festivities became aquatic
Alexis: Take the damn picture, my hair's getting wet!
That's right, Brandon and Marisa having a half-naked dance party at a quarter to 5 in the morning
The following morning, we awoke to discover "Creepy Guitar Guy" had left various articles hidden throughout the house as a token of his undying love for Alexis. She was understandably thrilled.
IHOP INAP ("Incredible Nation About Pancakes") at 2 in the afternoon was life-changing... such greasy fat kids.
In other news, Krissy and I are hosting a televised awards show on Wednesday. Krissy's got all the details - contact her and tune in.
In other other news, "You're rear tail light's out and... you've got no... uh... knees."
current mood: clicketyclicketyclickety
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| Thursday, June 22nd, 2006
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6:29 pm - It opens tomorrow
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At the Hillcrest Center Theater on the Hill
Beginning TOMORROW NIGHT, 8pm
Come and see the show that the New York Times called "a jaggedly imaginitive mix of skewering humor and energetic glee," and experience a night of entertainment that the New Yorker describes as "a giggling cult hit."
Granted, they weren't talking about our production. As far as our production is concerned, someone once called it, "doomed to fail before it even began... a terrifying display of tasteless gore and slapstick humor never before seen in Los Angeles, and hopefully never to be seen again."
AND THAT WAS OUR DIRECTOR!!!
Oh, and PS, when I found this, I almost shit myself. Fuck those bastards who said Bat Boy HAD to have a shaved head...
He not only has a full head of hair, but he's Japanese!
Suck on THAT!
So yeah, if you're into watching trainwrecks, and Krissy MacQueen dancing in a bikini, and me hanging upside down biting people and hissing a lot... then come. If you go to the theater to appreciate the art of theater...
...flee.
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| Monday, June 19th, 2006
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12:34 am
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What does it feel like to be the victim of fraud?
::sees empty bank accounts::
Oh, that's what it feels like.
current mood:  muthafucka!
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| Wednesday, June 14th, 2006
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4:36 pm - what... the... fuck?!?!
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| Tuesday, June 13th, 2006
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3:41 pm - Lindsay Stark and I are brilliant. Brrrrrrrrrrilliant.
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EXT: VENICE BEACH, DAY
Walking back to the car from the Boardwalk.
Lindsay begins to sing her part from the opening of Edges, the show we're doing in August. And somehow, the stars aligned and the gods spoke...
...and the Edges parody was born.
It's a work in progress.
Alternate Lyrics to "Become," opening number of Edges:
Man 1:
I'm 19 and male, I've have a girlfriend for a year
But there's something that I should probably tell her...
The relationship's grown stale, and I'm starting to fear,
That in her place, I'd prefer a feller!
There you are, I'm a great big homo
Instead of the beaver, I like the cock,
She was great, we had fun together
But I'd rather leave her for a jock
I just can't wait to give a blowjob!
I think I might just become a slut,
'Cause suddenly I am longing
To take a huge dick up the butt.
Chorus to be completed
Woman 1:
I'm 30 and unwed, I read Cosmo every day
And I believe a woman has a right to choose... to abort her baby.
I get them in my bed, they all cum but never stay
And suddenly I realize I'm two weeks overdue.
So it's time, grab the vaccum cleaner
Stick it way up there and say goodbye
Look at me, I am not with child
Can't tell my parents, I'd better lie...
"Yes Daddy, I am still a virgin"
He's still convinced that I've never strayed.
I'm still his baby in the convent,
But every night I'm getting laid.
Chorus
Man 2:
I hang out by the school, follow kids home from the park
I have a law degree but I fuck children instead!
Down at the local pool I get them all to play shark
And before their parents notice, they are naked in my bed.
There you go, I'm a pediphile
I make Michael Jackson look like the Pope!
When we're done, we both take a shower
And if I am lucky they drop the soap.
Fifteen arrests and no convictions!
And seven more they don't know about.
Those tears of theirs won't prove I'm guilty
No matter how they scream and shout.
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Oh and PS, for those of you who like to watch natural disasters and car wrecks, BatBoy opens next weekend.
PPS: You know it's summer when you find yourself racing back and forth between a spa and a freezing cold pool with eight other half-naked people at about 1 in the morning on a Monday. I love you Bridgette!
My sister comes home tomorrow night. YAY!
She's meeting Brandon Thursday night. YAY!
I'm graduating on Saturday. YAY!
My dad will be there. ::fizzle::
current mood: laaaa!
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| Wednesday, June 7th, 2006
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2:52 pm - THAT'S what I'm talkin' about!!!!!
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| Saturday, June 3rd, 2006
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11:21 am - Do it do it do it do it do it do it do it do it!
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| Friday, June 2nd, 2006
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3:45 pm
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| Tuesday, May 30th, 2006
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4:36 am
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So I'm graudating soon... what the fuck is up with that? Sweet wounded Jesus!
Bat Boy: The Musical is probaby the most fucked up musical ever written. It's gonna' be sick man, fucking sick.
Apparently, at 4am, I use the "f" word a lot...
I've been kinda sick-ish, so after going out and playing tonight, Brandon brought me home and cooked me dinner and then gave me a massage (that I konked out in the middle of). He accidentally woke me up when he left, and by then my meds had worn off, so I burst into a sneezing fit which somehow got me wired.
...so now I can't fall back asleep.
So here I am at 4am reviewing apartment listings that my Real Estate guy in New York has been sending me. There are a surprising number of good apartments in my price range. I'm excited.
And that's why it's 4:30 in the morning, and I am still awake. NYARG.
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| Tuesday, May 23rd, 2006
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12:42 am - Status Update
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RECITAL: Complete
PROFESSORS' RESPONSES: All incredibly positive.
Juliana, of all people, told me that if I ever need a letter of recommendation, to call her. Whaaaa?
POST-RECITAL PARTIES:
Reception: Classy, packed, and a total success.
Palomino's: Mob-scene - loved it!
My apartment: My neighbors hate me now.
NEXT PROJECT: "Bat Boy" The Musical
Oh, and my most important update...
ROMANTIC STATUS: In a relationship.
After the mob left my apartment, Brandon and I shared one of the most romantic nights I have had in a long long long while, and had "the talk." I feel like the luckiest man alive. I apologize in advance if, whenever you and I hang out next, all I can talk about is him.
current mood:  loved
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| Thursday, May 18th, 2006
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2:54 pm - Lookit!
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Look what Brandon designed for my show - it's like the Brady Bunch, but my pic is like WAY too big!
He is too much.
GLEEEEEEE!
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PS: Be there! Sunday - 1:30pm. Partypartypartypartyparty!
current mood:  creative
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| Monday, May 15th, 2006
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7:18 pm
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Six days and counting...
Sunday May 21, 1:30pm... I will makes UCLA history by offending social minorities, mocking the establishment, and making a completely mockery of the classical recital. And then, after doing the traditional working of the room at the various receptions (one on campus, one at Palomino's in Westwood), it's off to heavy drinking and partying.
So come one, come all, admission is free and the stories you will have will be priceless.
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| Friday, May 12th, 2006
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12:22 pm - Absolut Validation
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INT: ORCHESTRA REHEARSAL ROOM, DAY:
Thurs. May 11, 2006
Approx. 5:45pm
As the UCLA Philharmonic was recording my piece (my symphonic baby, if you will... product of weeks of long blood-shot nights at a piano), my teacher Paul Chihara leaned over to me...
PAUL: Danny, you were truly born with the gift of melody. I have never been prouder of one of my students.
Take THAT Bourland and Carlson and Lefkowitz and everyone else who ever tried to make me believe I wasn't a serious composer! BOOYA!
current mood: yaaaaaay!
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wtf, mate?!
at work... ::snore::