Possibility might be the sexiest thing of all.

Yep. I really am moving on.

I kind of love my job. I kind of made some mistakes today, but people were still nice and no one freaked out.

Plus we get more opportunities to change the PLAYBILL.

I have talked to my ex boyfriend - you know the one that I think logically I am supposed to hate - for two days online. Weird. I think it's weird. I don't think I should be, but it's very easy and there is a whole friendship set of rules already established.

I need to deal with this weird man/boy situation I got myself in this weekend. It could go in many directions. Hmmmm much too soon to deal with actual dating. I think I need to eat pasta...that is the best solution. Definitely learned about situations I don't want to be in, and some that I would really like to be in again.

I wanted to buy a purse. I looked online. I found the purse I wanted. I really liked it. I went to the store where the purse is supposed to be. The purse wasn't there. Apparently the patterns get changed every month. I really really liked it. I don't think I can have it. It is sad.

An old school roller skating rink is closing soon in Brooklyn. I want to go and skate middle school style and hot damn, I want to wear an outfit. Historically accurate skating outfit of course.

PASTA.

Other job perks...

Reading scripts!

Other things...

Grey's Anatomy is addicting but emotionally makes you feel like poo. POO. And yet I still keep watching...

I've been trying to write some fiction short stuff, but it is definitely not for this blog.

I also was trying to write a bit of an essay about friendship and love but it got murky in a "what was my thesis in this essay way" so I let it go....This was a while ago and I just found it. Probably shouldn't have had a few glasses of wine and THEN tried to write.

I still have a growing list of screenplay ideas....someday friend.

I officially work on Broadway.

I started my new job today which was pretty great to tell the truth. I enjoy my fellow marketing associate - he is just the right mix of helpful, funny, and snarky sarcasm that makes the day go smoothly. And it was pleasant to realize that tons of people were coming by to meet me and that my bio had been circulating around already for a few days. There certainly is a difference between a nearly $30 million organization and a just over a million one. I'm getting excited about the things that I will get to be involved in.

Here is a short list:
ads
Playbills
photo shoots for ads and various press needs (read: famous people!)
videos
large scale advertising
press editing
copy editing
marketing material maitenance
special events
photographing new displays for new shows to document it
A bit art direction (woot!)

The good thing is that with three theaters I get to leave the office a lot. I also get to leave to go to the ad agency, the press agency, the display printers, etc. etc. BUT we have interns! I can ask them to get me lunch (I probably won't though...but I will ask them to make me copies!). I think they are only slightly younger than me, poor girls.

I've also learned about the "show downs" with the general management department. However what I know is that I am the QUEEN of department showdowns....not winning them necessarily, but getting through them...the nicer you are (nice but firm) the better. Anyways, I can photoshop and work illustrator at high speed which impressed many...thank you Parsons School of Design where that whole skill set started.

After work I then ran to the theatre I did props for to fix something and sadly accidently got superglue all over my hand which made me really uncomfortable, but most of it seems to be gone now. Eeeeeeeck. No fun there.

Now I make pasta and sit around the apartment in my superman underwear and a t shirt because I am the only one here through MONDAY. AWESOME. However sitting on a wicker chair with no real pants is a really stupid idea because now I'm afraid I'm going to have funny patterns on my legs for the rest of my life.

So yeah, I'm still going through stuff about boys. But the good news is, I took the initiative and asked someone I find attractive to go to a party with me...we'll see how it pans out or if he bails, but the text message I got was great. Anyways...I'm starting to move on I guess.

I've been listening to this song by Mika a lot that is about break ups/sad relationship things...the lyrics are sad but the melody is less so and it has a gospel choir in it, which is kind of great.

I like things that are kind of wonderful, beautiful and ridiculous all at once.

An amazing article.

About women in this war, and the effects on them

Click here for the NY Times Link

When child stars grow up hot-

Ok that kid from the sitcom Third Rock from the Sun grew up to be really really hot, an amazing indie film actor, and outspoken in interviews.

Hot. I have a new official crush. Google him...and more.

And then you realize at the end of the day you are still by yourself and you have a bruise on your butt.

St P's Day:

My ex-boyfriend's bro bought me a beer.
My crush called me.
My best friend walked several blocks to buy me pizza.
A perfect stranger bought me a guiness.
Several man-boys talked to me which motivated me to talk to other man boys instead.
I smooozhed with a cute irish waiter.
A new friend gave me champagne and bought me a beer.

So how come I can't be happy....actually it's just amazing I'm not totally hungover.

Besides the fact that I did wipe out on the icy sidewalk today/tonight the whole St. Patrick's Day turned out quite fun.

Emotions are not simple and that my friends, is why I am a mini mess. Also FYI don't watch the movie called "The Breakup". Bad news bears.

Sigh.

She might have a pretty face but I have paintbrushes

Things that make me feel unsettled:

Having my stuff in 12 million different places.
Awkwardness with old friends.
Too many phone calls to return.
The crazy weather.
Opening night parties where I am off my game.
Meeting people but not knowing how to turn a meeting into a friendship.
Watching random hook-ups happen and knowing I'm uncomfortable with the idea of one night stands.
Watching random hook-ups happen and not understanding why I'm so uncomfortable with the idea.