Shakespeare on Love

Given that I'm spending the summer with dear old Bill, I thought I'd ferret out some of his all-too-famous love quotes and post them here. I guess I could find betrayal quotes or hatred quotes, but who reads those? Bill is quite good at writing about love.

All days are nights till I see thee,
And nights bright days when dreams do show thee me.
(Sonnet 43)

Eternity was in our lips and eyes,
Bliss in our brows' bent; none our parts so poor
But was a race of heaven.
(Antony & Cleopatra 1.3)

Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind
And therefore is winged Cupid painted blind.
(Midsummer Night's Dream 1.1)

See how she leans her cheek upon her hand.
O that I were a glove upon that hand,
That I might touch that cheek.
(Romeo & Juliet 2.2)

Hear my soul speak:
The very instant that I saw you, did
My heart fly to your service.
(The Tempest 3.1)

Love sought is good, but given unsought better.
(Twelfth Night 3.1)

Speak of me as I am; nothing extenuate,
Nor set down aught in malice: then must you speak
Of one that loved not wisely but too well.
(Othello 5.2)

Doubt thou the stars are fire;
Doubt that the sun doth move;
Doubt truth to be a liar;
But never doubt I love.
(Hamlet 2.2)


I had to look all of these up online because I don't have a copy of the Complete Works with me (otherwise I would have actually looked for them myself).

I will not doubt that some of the male young company members have voices that make me...well, quite weak, actually...when I hear them speaking Shakespeare. If I weren't in the happiest relationship of my life I would be falling pretty hard for the owners of those voices. My friend Mary Beth would probably say something like, "I don't really need them for anything but their voices. I'd probably keep one (or more) of them locked in the basement, only to come out to speak Shakespeare to me as I drift off to sleep each night." This is how I feel about them. What can I say? I have a weakness for delicious low voices. (Don't judge me, but it is for this very reason that I've had a celebrity crush on Alan Rickman for a long time. SHUT UP! I know he's old, but his voice makes him SEXY!)

I'm off. Probably to update in one of my other blogs about whatever the next thing on my mind will be.

`Mira

Kantstipation

I can't thank HumaniKelly enough for helping me come up with this term to describe my terrible time writing my last Kant paper (aside from the final). It seemed to be that once I discovered my problem (and the name of it), I was able to fix it. And fix it I did. I FIXED that sucker! We'll see how George likes it.

It seems as though the word quickly got out that I did a really stellar job on my first go at stage managing because now EVERYONE wants me to stage manage for them. My dad is directing at the Civic - auditions are tonight and tomorrow. I should be working on my topical investigation right now so I don't have to worry about it later. It's next on my list after posting, I swear! I got a job (first time I typed "jub". I like that word better.) ASMing/production managing for Summer Shakespeare over at ND. AND Katie accosted me in the hallway the other day with a request of "please please please stage manage my show in the fall please please please..." She doesn't even know what the show is yet! :-P I think my life is taking off...

I just want to go to sleep...

Scheduling and whatnot

Yes, "whatnot" is now a single word, not two.

I always feel guilty when I update solely for the sake of updating, but I don't really care right now. I SHOULD be doing some kind of work so that I won't be freaking out about my Leibniz presentation/Historical Analysis paper/Advanced W portfolio later, but go figure. Here I am. Blogging about nothing.

Sometimes I draw monsters in my class notes. I scanned some of them, so here you go.

It's a nice day outside, and I have to be inside for most of it.

I think I'm going to quit my job as a Chemistry TA, because it's not really all that fun. Perhaps I'll apply to work in the scene shop instead - it'll help me gain some more theatre experience. Hooray.

I kind of feel stinky, though I don't know why.

Alright, I'm done. Lame post, sorry.

It was bound to happen.

My somewhat impulsive and uninformed decision to help out a professor in need by agreeing to stage manage the latest production here at SMC is turning out to be the best decision I've ever made. No matter how I tried to avoid the fact that theatre is in my blood, something like this was bound to happen. I've found myself regretting the decision to double-major in Philosophy and Comm Studies rather than Philosophy and Theatre...although I've recently discovered that in my senior year here at SMC, it is absolutely feasible - even easy - for me to pick up a minor in Theatre Production.

I love being a stage manager. I've discovered some wonderful things about myself that are finally coming into focus. The director pointed out last night that I should be proud of myself because I've got a wonderful politeness about me but I'm still a firm authority figure (and those two things are extremely hard to put together). Calling the light and sound cues - something I was initially fearing - is actually very fun and enjoyable.

Here's the thing: I applied for a business internship at the ol' Creede Rep' (the theatre I essentially grew up in) for this summer, and wasn't accepted because I applied too late. However, my would-be boss invited me to apply in the summer of 2009. I said that I was not sure where I'd be at that point, as I'd be graduating that May, but I'd definitely consider it. (Here I point out the fact that I believe everything happens for a reason...) I know now that if I end up go back to Creede, I won't go as a business intern. I will go as a stage manager.

Maybe I shouldn't have ignored the fact that theatre runs with the very blood in my veins.

-M. Da

Disorganization.

As I've been trying to put together some kind of coherent exposition of the work of Gottfried Wilhelm von Leibniz for my Advanced Logic class, I find that he and I have a very similar thought structure - if we don't organize everything in a list form, with each item assigned to a number, claims and arguments (and, in my case, just random shit) become disorganized and difficult for others to understand. That is, others who do not think in this way have a slightly more difficult time understanding than those who do. Leibniz, who was working with some very complex philosophical and logical claims, seems to have an easier time connecting everything than I do.

I wish I had something more substantial to write than this. Here's a haiku I scribbled during class the other day.

I see mundane lives;
Heavy burdens dragged in tow.
My hands are shaking.

-Me

LIST OF SEXY

This list may end up being posted in a few - nay - ALL of my other online journals! And maybe even in my handwritten one!

-Joe Cocker's cover of "Come Together"
-Boys who drink tea
-Dark Chocolate
-Mugs
-Speaking German (and to a higher degree, Singing German)
-Old Spice (definitely NOT Axe)
-Facial/Chest Hair
-Brown Eyes With Long Eyelashes
-Plants, and those who grow them
-Saxophones (Espcially ones in lower registers - eg Bari, Bass, Contrabass)
-Any Low Voices, come to think of it
-Jackie Chan
-Vegetarians
-Liberals
-Curly Hair
-Snowy Days (Because There's Reasons To Cuddle)
-Yoda
-Freshly Baked Bread
-"The Italian Uniform" (A wifebeater and a golden chain with a crucifix)
-Humor
-"Crash Into Me" by Dave Matthews
-Smoking a pipe



This has the potential to be added to, so if you see anything I missed, let me know...

-Mira

DAMMIT

What the HELL is wrong with my neighbors????

LIST OF UNNECESSARY BEHAVIOR:
1) Slamming your door every single time you enter/leave your room.
2) Screaming at each other from your doorways.
3) Doing the previous two AT TWO IN THE MORNING, with boys. Yes, that's after quiet hours AND parietals.

I'm hungry and I don't want to deal with these idiots. To top all of this off, they blare hip-hop and over-played radio songs with their doors open. I'm this close | | to taking it to the RA. One more door slam ought to do it.