I may not be the biggest BAMF in the room at any given time, but I certainly try to be in the top three.

I've been in the theatre for over twenty years as a little bit of everything. Yes, I have welded upside down from a second story set in nothing but gauzy underwear half hour before a show opened. I prefer to keep my hair purple. And I run very quickly in four inch heels.

Today, the start of May, I've decided I will use Dreamwidth more. Cross posting, here I come! Even though you should still add me to your feed thing over there. You should. Do it. Even if I can't figure out how to make comms crosspost!

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First, I love this chick. I relate to her on far too many levels. She inspires me to be a "serious blogger". And by serious, of course I mean my normal, mothering fucking foul mouthed, terribly re-fined (one must add in the pause to get the proper effect, don't you know) self.

Internet, I think I have lost all my eating manners in the few years I lived on my own with nothing but graduate students friends. I find myself now almost embarrassed to go out with my friends because I don't seem to remember how to use a freaking knife or fork nor that elbows do not belong on a table. I think I'm going to have to tie myself to a chair and force myself to learn how to sit and behave like a person again.

...what, didn't people tie you to chairs to teach you to sit up straight? Finishing School explains so much about me, doesn't it?

I'm trying to make myself a blog profile thingy. Like, one with a picture and details that are not "did I have on pants? Then I wasn't drunk!" or "thinking of different ways to say 'I heart William Shatner'". I need to learn html to do that. That and have a picture to use. No, I can't go home and take a picture right now, my hair is horrible. My hair does not like bathing in pond water. Boston, I am pleased that I do have water that I just need to boil (and it is not a color other than clear), but um. Can I have water my hair will like again? It's angry. And you don't want to see my hair angry.

Maybe shoes? Pictures of my feet in shoes? While I write paragraph after paragraph about how William Shatner is my idol, he is the most ridiculous human being on the planet, and I love him in a terribly platonic manner? Oh, also, that I want to be Ellen Ripley when I grow up (but only from movies 1 & 2!!). I feel it is a valid life choice.

If you were to write me a blog profile, what would you write? What's important? Besides that I'm beautiful, talented, and will one day rule the world after saving it from being devoured by aliens?

Let's see if I get any comments now that I have joined the land of dreamwidth! I like comments. Almost as much as I like William Shatner. :D