As part of my Advent Calendar project, I am presenting excerpts from my actual teenage diaries!
We just had our Winter Concert. It was very good. The chorus was really together, and we got raves. Mmm. I love getting clapped at. Applauded at (sounds better.) I feel good. I think I’m starting to be someone other than “Naomi’s friend” at school. Speaking of Naomi, she was on LSD tonight!!!
As part of my Advent Calendar project, I am presenting excerpts from my actual teenage diaries! PS How’d I get one day behind on the calendar? Sorry about that!
It’s Pajama Day at school tomorrow (isn’t that cute? senior year rules!!) I get to party out in my PJs! However, there might not even be school tomorrow because there’s supposed to be inches and inches of snow.
The Police are going to be at the Garden in January!!!!!!!
As part of my Advent Calendar project, I am presenting excerpts from my actual teenage diaries!
[backstory: “danny” is no one you know, i swear]
I can’t stop thinking about the way Danny kissed me. That exactly is what I’m missing from my life — not sex, exactly, but KISSES!! That sounds dumb, but it’s true. And here I am going after all the guys who it’s gonna take YEARS to get CLOSE to kissing. I mean, I’m at the age where I can date boys who have grown up. This is bad, though. I really should be concentrating on loving DANE!!
As part of my Advent Calendar project, I am presenting excerpts from my actual teenage diaries!
Dad was in his aggravating mood of “c’mon let’s go let’s go” and he hustled my sisters and me to Harvard Square, where, bizarrely, he bought everyone kazoos. We walked all over Cambridge playing Christmas carols. Dad’s a freak, but have to admit it was super fun.
As part of my Advent Calendar project, I am presenting excerpts from my actual teenage diaries!
I feel so melancholy. Because of Christmas, where my life is leading, and the French quiz tomorrow. I had a long talk with dad today about my acting, school, and life in general. It was cool, I guess. What is this? Am I growing up? It’s not a good nor magic feeling. It feels fucking weird. Why? Why? Why?
My sister Annie (pictured above, in NY last year) just called me from Boston, from work, just so that we could laugh at her laryngitis and the squeak! honk! squeeeeak! that replaced her usual pleasant tones. She runs a infant day care at Harvard and she said the babies were not too happy with the monsterclown voice.
I made Annie call back and leave a voicemail, where she left the most hilarious rendition of “Deck the Halls” you’ll never hear. I say “never” because my covert telephone recording skills ended after the Cold War and I simply lack the wherewithall to get this voicemail converted to MP3 for your listening pleasure. However, if you see me in person, ask me to play it for you.
In other news, Wacom Technology is sending me daily advent-calendar-style emails. Each one is titled “Power of the Pens”. Oh dear. You must know how I misread that, every time. Not that I disagree with it — I totally acknowledge the power of the mighty, throbbing pens.
Because I mention “advent” above, consider this a segue. Those of you that are enjoying my advent calendar, you get an early treat later — the window to December 15 will be available for opening today. That is because I will be hittin’ the road, brothers and sisters, up to the northland to create some candy-cane-flavored mischief. Honk! Squeak!
As part of my Advent Calendar project, I am presenting excerpts from my actual teenage diaries!
Megan Kris Kringled my locker today! I got all sorts of groovy stuff. Jean Naté Body Splash, cookies, candy, a tiny jigsaw puzzle. I’m doing hers tomorrow — I got her cookies, lip gloss, a pomander ball, and Halston Strawberry #6 lipstick. Neato!
As part of my Advent Calendar project, I am presenting excerpts from my actual teenage diaries!
The best time I’ve had on Christmas was when I was very young. Now, I just participate but there’s a lot more spectating. I wasn’t all filled with that happy anticipation. But that’s growing up, I suppose. I’m going to enjoy Christmas in a different way now.
As part of my Advent Calendar project, I am presenting excerpts from my actual teenage diaries!
[backstory: i have no idea.]
I’m really upset. I have been intermittently screaming, crying — and then laughing hysterically, all day. I truly do not want to go into it, all in all it was a HORRIBLE HORRIBLE day. I just Don’t Wanna Talk about it. Okay? No more! All right.
I’m heading down to LA tomorrow night for another PonyShow (with two actual friends who are making the trek with me! Jeanie and Carla get to go to an extra-special heaven, for being the only non-LA friends to come to my show. This is Jeanie’s second time, even! extra cookies for her.)
It’s going to be great! I’m reading from the diaries I have been exerpting here. All teenage angst, holiday style. I will also be (hoping against hopies) reuniting with my long-lost camera, who has been a runaway for a couple months now.
It’s also going to be a little bittersweet, as the PonyShows are moving to a later hour in 2008, which splatters some question marks over whether I will be able to continue to participate. Perhaps the new year will bring better employment and geographical compatibility so that I can do the things I want to do. Hoping against hopies!
So, if you don’t happen to find yourself in LA tomorrow, raise a little glass for me and the teenage Becky.
The UkuLady’s Ponyshow at Theatre Asylum
A variety extravaganza!
Featuring: Riegel & Blatt, Tahm Rounds, KPFK’s Ali Lexa, The California Navels, diary readings by Becky Haycox, and 11 year old Charmed fanatic, Devin Stein! With your hostess, Thessaly Lerner, The UkuLady!
Come celebrate Holiday Heeb Magic RufflePonies!
WHERE: Theatre Asylum 6320 Santa Monica Blvd, west of Vine
WHEN: 12/12 8pm
HOW MUCH: Â $7 suggested donation
Beer, cookies & new Best Friendsies!
To The Downfall of Evil!