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Rephrasing the “Fall Back” Question
About four years ago, right after I moved to NYC, I started a word document simply called “Life.” It evolved into my Morning Pages, and sometimes acts as a ranting journal for when I don’t feel like using a pen. Occasionally, especially on snowy days like today, I skim through it and relive getting to…
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Survival Job Sanity: A Call for Advice
In October, I will turn 28, thus marking my 20th year in theatre. Other than sending me into a bit of a crisis about how I thought I’d be a Rockette by now, I feel it will also give me the right to have loud, dramatic diva tantrums involving long scarves and phrases like, “I’ve…
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My Real Resume
Bit of a dreary day today, and not just because of the weather. I had one of those cursed mornings that started me off of the wrong foot, and then the next ten wrong feet. Sure, that makes sense. In a span of two hours my cat ate my breakfast, my metro card broke, my…
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Oh I should, should I?
Bugs Bunny and $5,000 coffee tables Last night I started working a new part-time job. Without going into company details that could get me into some trouble, the job involves me assisting at auctions and mingling with lots of drunk rich people. Though my co-workers and most of the people I helped with the auction…