I've been in a pretty deep depressive hole for the last few weeks. I don't want to do anything, and I hate myself for it. I feel like I should want to do things-- what's the point in existing if we're not doing things, right?--, so I judge myself to be a big, lazy idiot … Continue reading captain underpants and the particularly poignant plot of precious partnership, or the joys of friendship & collaboration
When I was seven or eight years old, my dad signed me up for rec league basketball. My parents were both high school and college athletes, so they thought that it was really important for my little brother and I to participate in team sports. Before starting basketball, I went through a few thoroughly unremarkable … Continue reading here’s your chance, do your dance at the SAD JAM. all right.
I don't ever intend to make New Year's resolutions. I have a pretty obsessive personality, so sitting down to list out all of the ways in which I judge I should improve myself in January feels like a bad idea. I don't need a holiday devoted to contemplating the passage of time PLUS enthusiastic self-improvement. … Continue reading always a kylo, never a rey
Less-than-creative/progressive minds out there might call me the nerdy version of the much maligned "basic bitch." I like the cute, comfy trappings that accompany geekdom. Like, sure. Of course I'm here for the gripping, epic stories and well-written, complex characters. I'm here for adventure and space and swashbuckling and dinosaurs and saving the world and … Continue reading “you got cute in my star wars!!” or, in defense of porgs
Facebook reminded me this morning that it's been three years to the day since the very first teaser for The Force Awakens offered us our very first glimpses of Rey, Finn, Poe, BB-8, and all of our new far-far-away besties. What. A. DAY. So, my reaction to that trailer was... intense? I had the opportunity to … Continue reading throwback video essay: a first reaction to the force awakens teaser, 2014
My family runs a pretty tight holiday tradition ship. On Christmas Eve, we see my Dad's side of the family, stop at QuikTrip on the way home for giant sodas and hot dogs, open one present each, and go to bed. On Christmas Day, we see what Santa brought, have lunch at Waffle House (my … Continue reading the 2017 family holiday movie guide, or what to see on christmas when your dad isn’t into nerd stuff
Within nine episodes full of tension, grief, a bitching soundtrack, and just so much pure delight, there was one moment of season two of Stranger Things that crawled under my skin in a bad way. It happens in chapter 3, “The Pollywog,” when Eleven makes it all the way up to the doors of the … Continue reading stranger girls & token things, or the one thing i hated about stranger things 2
When a show's about to close and I don't know what's next for me, I fear becoming invisible. If I'm not making my presence known, whether it's through performing or blogging or feeling brave enough to show up at parties, then what's the point of existing? My favorite sign at the zoo is in the … Continue reading intrinsic value & the mortality of theatre
I didn't know until college that girls can masturbate. The possibility had never even occurred to me. As a child, I wasn't especially curious when it came to the situation between my legs. That's where pee came from, and that was pretty much that, right? Why would I want to interact with it outside of … Continue reading david bowie & doorframes, or down in the underground indeed, amirite?
Yesterday afternoon, I saw IT for the second time. When I saw it on opening weekend, my date was my exceptionally awesome boyfriend. Yesterday, I was joined at the Regal Cinema by two exceptionally awesome friends who are boys. Neither of them had seen IT yet, and it was a nearly empty theatre, so we … Continue reading with a LOT of help from my friends
I can’t imagine not feeling at least a little strange after Dragon Con ends each year. Hell, I can’t even go immediately cold turkey off of Mountain Dew once the Con is over; I'm drinking one while I write this. Far moreso than at New Year’s Eve, Dragon Con puts into perspective for me where … Continue reading life in the upside con
TW: Self-harm. In the back half of 2011, I was 21, super depressed, sleeping on a mattress without a bed frame, and waiting tables at the local Taco Mac to support my Shakespeare habit. So, this one time, I ate a mozzarella stick from a trash can. It must have been a slower shift at … Continue reading one girl’s trash is another girl’s treasure, or “hakuna mozzarella”