I think I'm in love with Zach Quinto.
Zach - broooood
eternaldawn
So last night, devidarkwolf and I went to North Hollywood's El Portal theater for a little thing called Standing on Ceremony, a reading of a collection of plays written in support of gay marriage. It's something I feel pretty strongly about in general, but I'll level with you, guys; Zach Quinto was going to be in this thing, and that's a good chunk of the reason I wanted to go so badly. Thanks to a whole bunch of waffling and being unsure that Zach was, in fact, going to do this (he wasn't listed on the site for a long time, and I wasn't going to blow the money if he wasn't going to do it, good cause or not), we didn't get to sit next to each other; I seriously think that when I bought these tickets, they were the VERY last two.

Okay. So yesterday was an exercise in freaking out all day long. And then we got there, and I was nervous, which is completely weird for me considering the fact that I'm usually completely chill, no matter who I might have the opportunity to run into. But for some reason, Zachary Quinto makes me retarded. Keep this in mind, it becomes important later.

There were 11 plays in total, some funny, some serious, some straight up weird. Zach was in the first one, and unfortunately, I think it was one of the ones that moved me the least; not his fault in the least, it was more that one of the women in it was terrible, and the back-and-forth of the dialogue before he was on stage was so stilted that I had no REAL idea of what was going on. But then Zach came out, for all of a minute or two, and for all of five or six lines, but he's kind of perfection, y'all. The second play was probably my favorite for a reason I can't quite put my finger on (and with bonus Peter Paige!), but with the exception of the completely cracked out lesbian-nun-vampire-Jesus play (because honestly, WHAT IN THE FUCK), every single one was fantastic in its own right. And the last one nearly brought me to tears, no lie, even though I just kept looking at Zach because WHO CAN BLAME ME, REALLY. Ultimately, even though I thought I was only going for Zach, I don't regret for a second that I went even though his part was so minimal. It was really a phenomenal evening.

And that's BEFORE I met him.

After, when I finally caught up with devidarkwolf again, I found out that she'd tracked down Zach more successfully than I'd been able to. In general, I am completely calm in the face of her spazzing out (it's a dynamic we have and it totally works for me), so when I thought I was going to have to be the one to do the initial talking, I was good. I was all set to joke around and ignore the fact that I'm having to wear glasses right now and look awful, and we kind of subtly - except I don't think we were all that subtle - circled him for awhile while he circulated and talked and was generally Zach-like and overwhelming even from afar. He is VERY INTENSE. Serious eye-contact, focus, touching people while they talk. It's like Jason Dohring times a million. I watched him for awhile, because I like watching people and I especially like watching PRETTY people, and it's kind of nice to have an idea of what's working for people and what's not in terms of approaching celebrity-types before it's your turn, so you know what route to take. Or how to be different and engaging, if you think you might have more than a split second.

The moment finally arrives where we decide we've been creepy enough in vulturing him, and we move up close. He's just saying goodbye to some friends, and kisses one girl as she goes and says he loves her, mentions when he'll be in the office again, and they go. It was really sweet. And then all my preparation for what to say gets thrown out the window, because I'm behind devidarkwolf and she talked just fine, so I really didn't get to say much of anything at first. She had the brilliant idea of having Zach hold her phone to take the picture all MySpace style, and he was completely game; in fact, whether it's true or not, Zach gives off this really strong impression that if you have something to talk to him about, he'll stand there and talk to you as long as you want. I think between the two of us we could've done that just fine, even as overwhelmed as we were, but there were other people waiting and monopolizing time is not okay. So she gets her picture... and he turns away. ALSO NOT OKAY.

This is the part where I touch Zach Quinto on the back, and he turns around and pins me with his really intense eyes. I apologize, I think, and ask if I can get a picture with him too, and he's completely gracious about it and takes the picture. What's also kind of awesome is that for either of us, he didn't just hand the phone back once he was done, he turned it around and checked the picture to make sure it was good, THEN handed it back. I got an "I love that also" from him when he saw it, and he maybe said it was nice to meet us at the end (I'm not sure, I think my brain is selectively filtering things so I don't go catatonic), and then it was done.

What follows is what can only be termed as the Zach Quinto effect. I was great before I met him, in awe of how very pulled together and calm and gracious and gorgeous he is during meeting him, and then after? I. Was. Dumb. Like, I have never felt as completely ridiculous as I did when we were walking back to devidarkwolf's car. He has the power to drop your IQ about 30 points after you've met him, once you're basking in the glow of his awesome. I'm pretty sure that on the way home (after we'd sat in her car unable to drive or do anything but go nuts), we had a conversation that was comprised entirely of "ZAAAAAAACH" over and over again. I literally nearly threw up, and I DON'T REACT LIKE THAT TO PEOPLE.

I should've written this last night, because I feel sure I missed something. In short: I want to be Zach Quinto's friend. For ever and ever, amen.

Nearly forgot: pics or it didn't happen. Sigh, I hate wearing glasses right now. But hey, you can tell I'm Italian despite the blonde; we both have big ol' noses.

How is it already after noon?!
ST -  pinto fist bump
eternaldawn
Time for my life in pluses and minuses!

+ Finally, FINALLY got the okay from the CA State Board to take my test.

- Have to wait on the testing people to send me the packet so I can schedule it. Also, I may need to get my SSN card changed?! Since it doesn't have my full middle name on it, but... it never has, and I've never had a problem before. But CSBP says it has to match 'exactly', so I do not know what to make of this fuckery. I am also terrified I'm too dumb to pass this test, somehow. Even though I rocked the practice questions.

+/- Eye appointment today in an hour and a half. This is good, since I haven't been able to wear my contacts much since Vancouver, but it's also terrifying because a) I know my eyes are AWFUL, b) I don't think my insurance has kicked in (thank you, COBRA, for being SO EFFICIENT) so it will probably be expensive.

- Getting a letter from Kroger saying they think they shouldn't have paid me my last 2 week paycheck, which is epic bullshit. However, I have not been able to get hold of the lady I'm supposed to call to TELL HER it's epic bullshit, despite leaving several messages.

- Being terrified that I will run out of money.

+ Finding out how much I actually have in my 401(k) so I know that if I HAVE TO, I can pull some out and NOT run out of money before I get a job.

+ SUPERNATURAL LAST NIGHT, HOLY SHIT. I do want to say more about it (and all the other messes of TV I've watched lately), but it'll have to wait. And probably get its own separate post. And why do I always try to spell separate wrong?!

+ VANCON. Which I have also not said a word about and have probably forgotten a lot about since I waited so long to say anything about it, but I promise it was epic, I'm a little in love with AJ Buckley now, and it kind of renewed my flagging love for everything SPN.

+ AC/DC. I was kind of deaf for two days after, y'all, I am not kidding. But it was amazing. And while I did not see him thanks to my crappy eyesight at the present (not to mention my lack of observational skills), devidarkwolf says she saw AJ there. Be still my little heart.

WHY DO I PROCRASTINATE.
SPN - Running
eternaldawn
So I thought I had things under control for my father's 9 am arrival tomorrow.

I WAS WRONG. (Things I Neglected To Do Until Today)Collapse )

So, 7 solid things, plus whatever I'm forgetting. And what am I about to do? Well, the oil changed stuff... and then I'm going swimming, fuck responsibility! BACK LATER, YEAH.

Hello, a year plus later.
chris - the hotness
eternaldawn
Okay, people, I am about to be making MAJOR LIFE CHANGES (capitals necessary), and I'm feeling the need to chronicle these somewhere. And lo and behold, I have this long-dormant LJ just sitting here, waiting to be taken advantage of, and I'd be remiss if I didn't seize the opportunity. Especially since on a whim a few months back, I bought more paid time. Yeah, I don't know why either, since I hadn't used it in about a year, but... whatever, I thought it'd be motivation. And it clearly has been, because I've written SO MUCH here. Gold star for me!

I am two terrifyingly exciting days away from leaving Texas behind me. Never get me wrong, I do love Texas and all its crazy shenanigans. And it'll always be home, because I know my family will always live here. Believe me, I've worked on getting at least some of them to California, and they just laugh. Apparently, I am not cut from the same cloth they are! Or I just want to upgrade cloth. Who knows, the point is, I am alone! Kind of.

In any case, I've quit my job here, and I'm moving to Los Angeles this week. It's scary. I'm thrilled. I'll be living in Silver Lake with devidarkwolf, and y'all, I LOVE IT THERE. I'm recently worried that all my crap won't fit where I need it to (OOPS), but I've squished my crap into a smaller space with 3 other girls in a dorm room, so I think it'll be just fine. Besides, it's like... a story. And I like telling stories! I'll miss the people I know here, but to be perfectly honest, my only real constant friends for the last year have been the people I work with. Which is cool, I've hung out with them outside of work and they're amazing, but when I ALREADY have more plans to be social in LA than I've had here in the last year, practically? It's kind of saying something, I think. It doesn't hurt that devidarkwolf and I are nigh inseparable (pause while I try to figure out how the hell to spell that, thanks), I just hope she can tolerate living with me.

Once I'm there, I'll have about a month or so of complete unemployment while I take my law exam (stupid California and their lack of easy reciprocity) to get licensed. Which is cool, because I can acquaint myself with my area and do all kinds of fun stuff during my month long vacation, but it's also scary as hell because the money I have right now is all the money I WILL have, unless we get lucky and actually do some extras work. Which I'd totally love to do, if only to say I've done it! So we'll see how it goes, and I'm really not going to be worried unless it gets into October and I'm still somehow not licensed. But bless my mother's heart, she's got some money stashed back that she's willing to give me if times get a little tough. I love my family, as completely broken up and dysfunctional as they've been lately.

So that's the start of the chronicle of my adventures in LA, I guess! Starting before I'm even there, that's how on top of it I am. RIGHT. There will be a housewarming in the near future, and probably epic odes to my love for La Mill, and also talk about stuff that has nothing to do with life at all, but TV and other BSery. Because if I don't start writing this stuff down, I will forget it. And that's not okay.

asdfkjhla
chris - the hotness
eternaldawn
Holy crap, y'all, I'm licensed. THIS IS REALLY EXCITING AND ALSO DISTRESSING. I have no idea if I should go to work tomorrow, 'cause they technically can't pay me intern pay anymore. And I'm supposed to go in at 7:30, so... y'know, it'd be cool if I knew if I DIDN'T have to go to work, haha. But I don't want to call the pharmacy, 'cause nobody there would know anyway; Neel's off today, and Angela's on vacation. And like a winner I don't have Neel's cell number, so I can't call him to ask. OOPS.

On the bright side, I'm... totally going to tell them I'm taking two weeks off starting Monday. Which works out REALLY NICELY because I'm going to Comic-Con now, agkljhadgklfja. Need to book a flight. I also need a friggin' credit card, I am spending money lately like I have some. Which I will soon, I just, haha, don't right this second.

Tons of crap to do today. I've got to run back up to north Houston and finish my apartment application (the place I'm moving is swank, y'all, 2 bed/2 bath WITH A GARAGE, a view of a lake, and more than twice the space I have now), which takes 30 minutes to drive to anyhow. Also need to put some checks in the bank so I DO have money, and for the love of Pete, I need to do my CPR certification so I can start giving shots when I start working.

I also bought a ticket to a Friday morning showing of The Dark Knight. I'm seeing it by myself 'cause I'm a winner (and because everyone I know is gone/working). Even if I DO have to stop working, I think I'll run up and gush with Neel about it. I'm going to miss that fool; he's pretty awesome. And he's a NERD. He loves Supernatural, that's enough for me, but we geek out over tons of stuff. He's a lot of fun, and he's been really cool training me. If I don't like the store I end up at right away, he actually wants me to be his partner at the Sugarland store he thinks he's going to move to in December, so I guess he thinks I'm capable. God, I hope I am.

The dreams about misfills and stuff have already started, which is terrifying. I haven't made any big mistakes while I've been training (except Monday I did make a dumb one that I'd never usually make, so I'm still beating myself up over that), so I SHOULD be okay, I'm just scared to death. I've never done any of this without someone looking over my shoulder to tell me I'm doing okay, so I'm going to be a nervous wreck the first... oh, month or so of work, I'm sure. A week, at the very least.

As long as I'm sitting here rambling, I might as well go just a little longer. My parents are divorcing, which I can only say with any calm because it's been a little less than a month since the whole thing blew up. It's a big, ugly, gross story that I'm not going to spill here because it's just one of those things that I don't really feel comfortable spilling to everyone, but suffice it to say that my father is a total douchebag and I never knew it. ...That being said, he's trying pretty hard to redeem himself to me and my sister right now, and he IS in town for a bunch of meetings, so I think I may see him tonight or tomorrow. We're talking on the phone all right now - not about anything that's going on family-wise, which is why the conversations aren't so bad - but I think it's going to be hideous and awkward when I do see him. I don't know, maybe not. He's where I learned how to avoid stuff from, so maybe we'll get along great. Who knows?

I need to start working out. And dieting. I'm in such crappy shape right now that it isn't even funny, and I keep putting it off saying that I'm stressed about one thing or another, but I'm always stressed about something, so I need to give that excuse up. It's getting on time for me to start listing out all the crap I need to do; living on a schedule has always worked pretty well for me. Especially now that I'm about to start having to pack up the mess of stuff in this apartment. 4 year's worth of stuff, and I've only got a month (and a half, but I get the new apartment August 15th) to pack it. Ugh. This is why I need the two weeks off. Also, Comic-Con. Ahaha, ha ha.

OKAY. If I don't go now, I will have zero time to get all the crap done today that needs doing. So I need to quit procrastinating, ugh.

Briefly.
Dean - Black and White
eternaldawn
I keep meaning to put something here, but then I end up going to bed at like, 10:30. I'm so tired, guys. I feel like I'm getting sick or something, I don't even know. I think I'm just worn out; the last few weeks have been pretty crappy, and I haven't had much of a break. Since last Tuesday, I've only really had one day off, which doesn't sound TERRIBLE until you factor in that since last Tuesday, I've taken two of the biggest tests of my life, studied like crazy during the days I wasn't actually working, and worked my ass off when I WAS working. Now I've got tomorrow off, but I don't get to sleep in - getting my hair cut at 9, and then I've got to spend the day looking at apartments so I'm not homeless come September 1st. And I'm emotional as hell right now. I know why THAT is, but it's definitely not helping matters any. I'm also terrified that I'm probably days away from being licensed, because that means I'm going to have to do all of this stuff by myself and I just... do not know how yet, it feels like. Anyway, I'm about to be late-ish, but I've been really quiet lately, and that's kind of why.

Also, I got a parking ticket last night. I friggin' hate Midtown.

Dallas Con, Part 1 (and soon to be 2)
chris - the hotness
eternaldawn
Okay, so here it goes. Start to finish, for the most part, though I'm probably going to leave out niggling little details like... oh, say, panels. Mostly because I know everyone and their mom has seen the videos and stuff, so it'd open up so many doors for "But Jamie, that's not what he said!" because my memory for exact quotes is shit sometimes, I'm not gonna lie. And some of it has nothing to do with the convention, 'cause I did other stuff while up there.

DAY 1.Collapse )
DAY 2.Collapse )

Okay, there's a whole Sunday and JARED PADALECKI left, and I am getting to it. I just feel like I've been typing forever and wanted to post what's done so far. I'll edit. Unless it's already too long or something.

Uuuuuuugh, asdflkjhla.
chris - the hotness
eternaldawn
Holy post-con depression, Batman. It's baaaaad this time. And Jensen wasn't even there.

I just got home, and I've got to go to work from 2-9. Which is both awesome (I won't have time to mope!) and crappy (I have to friggin' WORK until 9). I usually don't end up reporting on cons 'cause other people tend to do a better job of it than me, but I have some stories from this one that I'll probably recount later. If people remind me. Plus a photo op with Jared and a group one to post, if I feel up to it. I'm motivated NOW, I can't promise I'll even be awake when I roll in after work. Ugh, screw work.

Teaser: I did something this weekend that I am probably retarded for doing, and it yielded kind of surprising results. Ha. OKAY NOW MUST GET CHANGED AND LOOK PRESENTABLE.

Booooo.
chris - the hotness
eternaldawn
What Jamie has been up to, the Cliffs Notes version:

1. Not answering comments. Oops. So thanks, y'all, for the congratulations on the LAST cliffs notes post!
2. Working. And I am already tired of it, WTF.
3. Scheduling my NAPLEX and MPJE for July 1st and 2nd. I am now freaking out hardcore because I have not studied AT. ALL. I may have to get Neel to knock me down on my hours or something, because I am dumb as hell and will not pass these if I do not get my ass in gear.
4. Questioning my logic of scheduling those exams, because on the 3rd I have an 8 hour long immunizations class to take, and I will be braindead by the end of the week. I should've gone into something easy, like being a janitor.
5. I have to work today, what is this madness. 10-5, ugh. It's sad when I'm just one week into training and I'm wondering if I can find a job I might not dread going to. Except that's unfair, because this store is SO SLOW (I'm talking 120 prescriptions on a hoppin' day, and they're open 12 hours a day), and I honestly don't have much to DO. I think I'm taking my NAPLEX book today, and if Neel doesn't like it, tough. I could be doing something productive instead of standing there waiting for somebody to show up, especially because there will be no doctor calls and probably very few new prescriptions today.
6. Wanting my 2 months of doing nothing back. SOMEONE FIND ME SOMEBODY RICH.

!!
chris - the hotness
eternaldawn
Ugh, so tired. Graduations should not be allowed to be at 9 am. However, I'm Dr. eternaldawn now, which is pretty damn awesome. :D The parents are here and dad is watching the NASCAR race (yeah, we're kind of THAT FAMILY), but I just kinda wanted to bop in and actually put something down for posterity.

...Aaaand I just taught my mother how to put music on iTunes, because she bought a Shuffle and doesn't know what to do with it. Oh man, she tries. XD

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