tryin to make a livin in a rhinestone world

Amuse Bouche: a DANCETASTIC evening with gorgas

Date:
Friday, December 18, 2009
Time:
7:30pm - 8:30pm
Location:
Riviera Presbyterian Church
Street:
5275 Sunset Drive
City/Town:
Miami, FL

Join NYC-based choreographer Gorgas as she presents an evening of solo work from her fledgling contemporary dance company PoMoMojo. This event, held in the beautifully renovated Riviera Presbyterian Church, will be a way to meet the artist as well as become acquainted with the company's style and vision. Please plan to stay afterward because there will be amazing treats to be had.

RSVP appreciated but not mandatory:
http://www.facebook.com/event.php?eid=192048478468&ref=mf
or
gorgasgorgas@gmail.com

Work last night was unbeeeeeearable. The only thing that got me through was FYE finally got uploaded onto the internet jukebox... Thanks etharei for your suggestion of "Strut" for dancing-on-bar-in-lingerie music!!! It was perfect!! LOL! I also put on "Fever" but i think my fav thus far is "If I had You" That song is awesome! And then for the 2 hour subway ride home I had FYE put on repeat (Thanks amazon.com for the entire freakin ALBUM for 99 cents!!!!!!!!!!!!!) I mean, my ears are ringing from cranking it up cuz I was drunk as hell gettin home (cuz some douche bag was there all night and waited until the last 30 min to buy me 4 freakin shots of petron in a row! so i was sober up until the last 30 min then got freakin trashed at the last possible second)and didnt care about anything but the music but wow what a great time! I skipped and grape vined the last block home, totally not caring as the sun came up cuz the music was so good!

Sleep!!!!!!!! Its sleep time, I'm totally pumped to Sleep!!

Anyone wanna check out this crazy thing I'm writing and tell me if its worth trying to finish?

Its a Torchwood crossover type thing...

...I wish people invested in dancers. That way I didn't hafta pay anywhere from $16-20 a class when I *need* three classes a day, 5-6 days per week to get where I want to be. I am slowly dancing my way into the poor house.

BUT.

If people invested in dancers instead of stocks, they could like buy shares of me and then, if enough people invest in me that I get anywhere, I could pay them back in free performances! What a world that would be!

Title: Your Good Boy’s Gonna Go Bad
Author: chimosa
Fandom: Smallville
Pairing: Clark/Lex

AN: So itsaslashything said:
I ran across the phrase "Easy there, Big Fella"...and my mind immediately brought forth a vision of Clark as Kal...turned on as all hell and intense...sweating, nostrils flaring as his chest heaves and Lex gentling him down enough to climb up and slowly impale himself...

Can someone please write this?

And I got all nostalgic for my Smallville fandom so I wrote over 2,000 words of AU porn. Enjoy!


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Officially day one of my FUNemployment. Or my vacation as I keep calling it, though my friends are quick to point out that "unemployment" and "vacation" are two very different things. Even though I haven't been officially employed by my former workplace for going on three weeks, the first week didn't count because they made me come in anyway and freelance until my replacement could start working. The second week didn't count, because my mom was in town and while I love her more then life and we had a great time, hosting someone is *exhausting* and thus not vaction-y at all. This weekend I was shooting my friend's music video project so *that* certainly didn't count because 12 hour days of shooting is WORK, even if I got paid in beer.

But today was the first day of the rest of my life! Or at least, the next phase of my life...

I joined up at the YMCA because they have a pool! So I can finally finally start swimming laps, though I still need a swim cap. I also got a Brooklyn library card and sat around the Prospect branch with my roomie reading until she got cold and we left, but still, I was bettering my mind so that's something. Ran into a friend on the street who is gonna have a craaaaaaaazy show at Prospect Park this weekend including dancers in full body paint (and alleged partial nudity) and super soakers so that will be interesting. And now I'm having a beer and writing, in between contemplating the plant and herbs I want to buy to help make my room greener.

For the first time in a year, I feel completely content and at peace with myself. I'm *happy* which is kind of a novelty in itself after I've spent all of my post graduation life hating my job and dreading each day. Now I can;t wait for tomorrow and all the little projects I'm going to fulfill and all the ways I'm going to work on self improvement! Life is good.

I've been thinking about dance a lot lately. Now that I'm almost out of my current job and into the great abyss that is joblessness, I'm thinking about my future. About the kind of life I want to have. About how to achieve that life and, whats more, how to actually be *good* in that life.

I want to dance.

I want to dance and create dances and I want to actually be good at it.

I have some projects coming up (as in I have two projects within the next week) that I'm nervous aren't going to go over too well. But I think thats okay. I think I'm going to just go with it, let it happen, and then use any failure as a barometer of where I'm at and where I need to go. That's healthy, right? Instead of getting obsessed about my failure and the possibility of failure that I freeze up and am unable to do anything? Well, we'll see.

This is also helping: http://abundance-blog.marelisa-online.com/2008/11/17/outliers-10000-hours-for-success/

Basically if I do it enough, actually get into the studio and take class and just *do it* no matter how poorly I am dancing now, I *have* to get better. If I can get my 10,000 hours in, I'll be set!

Just a tiny thought that I've been tossing around in my head about TW and forgive me if its not all together there. But.

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I finally have a favorite opera!!!!

I know i know- you're thinking- but chimosa. really. what does that even matter? but this is huge huge huge news!! Theres this girl in my life- a classic voice major and who has aspired, for a long time now, to be a professional opera singer- who is basically my little sis, pretty much we were raised together. now i completely support her 100 percent but the problem has been, i just *cant* get into opera. Ive tried so hard, going to the Met, seeing all sorts of performances and always, without fail, I wind up falling asleep. usually somewhere in the second/third act. i even fell asleep during Faust which, I have been told, is impossible as its the most action packed opera around. I fell asleep in Aida which it turns out there were elephants in. Elephants!! (if people were pulling my leg with that one I'll never know).

And the sad thing is, I turned her on to ballet. she loves dance after we sat down and watched some of my collection- swan lake and sleeping beauty and gay swan lake... swans and princesses and matthew bourne- oh my!! but for the life of me I couldn't get through an opera. Until tonight I watched PBS's "great performances" with renee flemming in "Thais" and wow. holy shit, wow. it was amazing. stunning. i loved it so much!

and im so relieved! maybe this means theres hope for me yet!

Holy shit yall

I just finished Moby Dick!!! All of it. Like all of Moby freakin Dick!!!




Holy shit, that was a long fuckin book.

I can't have Torchwood.... but I have a kitten. He has big bug eyes so he kinda looks like an alien *squints eyes* yep, he looks like an alien

Saw the Star Trek movie yesterday after I pretty much swore I wouldn't and It. Was. Awesome!!

I loved the plot and the characters and all that but even more? I loved the random people popping up all over the place. (Harold flies the ship?? But I thought he was going to White Castle! Eva Rodriguez, what are you doing in space? You were accepted into ABC the best dance company in America! And Dr. Cameron, with a man *not* Chase? For shame...)

Also, on Sunday I was in Bushwick and saw a bus with a Torchwood 3 ad on it- I was in complete shock! And then my roomie came home and said she saw the same thing in Manhattan. I guess TW is really getting around...

For those who are interested, I *did* hand in notice to my job \o/ My last day is July 17 and after that who knows what my life will bring because I also got laid off from my part time job. Basically? I went from 2 jobs to none. But I? I will survive. I'm really looking forward to my life as a free lady. I've been working on a new dance project with some friends that I'm hoping will come into fruition about Nov/Decish. So that's something to look forward to...

In other news- I am deeply upset about the loss of Pina Bausch. I can't believe she died!! I saw her in December and she was in great shape! I'm sort of angry that the NYTimes chose **ALASTAIR MACAULAY** to write her obit when he didn't even *like* her work. I think he was fair in the end, but it turned into one last grumbling complaint about her work rather then anything about Pina herself and her remarkable body of powerful work. It just seemed of poor taste to me...

ETA: It turns out there's another obit in the Times and Macaulay's is an "appraisal" but it still seems odd to me that he would write this for the same day as the death announcement. Oh, Alastair, how you confound me once again...


In honor of Pina:


Look! It's a whale!

Pina's powerful Rite of Spring

I've never seen this one before but I *love this*! The clip says it's "Masurca Fogo (Extrait)"

QAF QUESTION!!

I'm trying to figure out what kind of elevator Brian has to his loft

Any ideas?

I've never been in one like it before...

I signed up for the cliche bingo thing, so here's my card:

http://pics.livejournal.com/rheanna27/pic/000356hg

hopefully itll kick my ass into gear to write stuff

Here are the latest batch of kittens my roomie and I fostered. They were more of a challenge, because not only have we never fostered multiple kittens simultaneously, we also had to foster their mother (a feral cat we were advised to Never Touch and Never Let Out of The Cage) with them. When they got to us their eyes were barely open and they didn’t walk so much as drag themselves around on their bellies. Now look at them!!!!

Click here and then search cats, Manhattan They are the last four that come up- Micah, Mohinder, Sylar, and Hiro! (Sorry it wont let me link directly to their profiles but I promise the absolutely adorable kitten pics are worth the extra effort)

Our little Heroes!

They are apparently going to be on TV, continuing a tradition started by another foster baby of ours, Bandit. What can I say? We raise future TV stars.

One thing that does have me anxious, though, is apparently their FIV (HIV for cats) test came up “slightly positive.” Though they will have to get retested in 6 months to be sure, I’m really praying they are all right. Aside from obvious concern to their well being, FIV cats can be incredibly hard to place in a home and I want my babies to have a good life with a good family. They are so well mannered and beautiful; they deserve it! (Side note: since the kittens might have FIV now we have to take out cats in to make sure it didn’t get passed to them, though I feel like the likelihood of that is slim- apparently it gets passed, aside from mother to babies, through really vicious biting. Like the kind of biting when they really hardcore fight and not social play-biting like our cats did with the kittens. But, obviously I’m praying our cats are okay, as well)

So. I'm finally ready to quit my job. I don't know how much you remember about what I've been getting up to but a few weeks before I graduated college my boss from when I was an intern randomly called me up and offered me a position with the company (we publish a plethora of dance magazines, and a few for cheerleaders). It was an amazing opportunity, especially right out of college, and I made it a year which was my goal. But, I *can't* work in an office setting anymore. Its just not working for me.

A couple weeks ago I got a part time job as a cocktail waitress at this bar. Its a great job, for not too great of tips, and I don;t know how long I'll be able to live off the money I make there, but, I'm so much happier there then my full time job because I'm on my feet and I'm constantly meeting and talking to people and it feels good to serve people and see their appreciation. And with this job I'll have the time to get back into shape and hopefully dance and choreograph, because I've been feeling my creative spirit shriveling up lately and its ready to come back to life, ya know?

Anyway, its time, I can't take much more of my job, enough of the pieces have fallen into place and now? I have to give notice. Problem is, this is the first job I've ever had to quit. All the other places I've worked have closed (I've closed two separate businesses down. I'm strangely proud of my record) and I never *had* to do this before, let alone in a formal workplace

So tell me, wise flist, what do I do? How do I go about giving notice?

Especially when I know it will *devastate* my current boss and I know she has no idea that this is coming. What exactly is the procedure with this stuff? What have your experiences been?

Please, I need help, and I really respect your ideas and opinions

And now for something completely different…

If you were disturbed by yesterday’s ficletish thing, today’s drabble, answering the challenge over at tw100 is completely disturbia-free!

Title: Charmless Man
Author: chimosa
Characters: Jack, Gwen, Ianto
Challenge: Blur Song Titles
Rating: PG
Summary: Something is missing and needs to be found

“Someone,” Jack intoned, striking a pose of intense gravity. “Has stolen my charm.”
“Your what?”
“My charm, my sparkle, the pizzazz that puts the twinkle in my eye and the irresistible in my--”
“Okay,” Gwen interrupted, intercepting his gesticulating hand as it moved to somewhere south of his waist. “Well, when was the last time you saw your… charm?”
“I know I had it last week with that murder witness… Ianto! How was I on our date Friday night?”
Ianto smirked. “Very charming.”
“I thought so. Okay, forget your current cases, people; this takes precedence. Find my charm. Now.”

A Torchwood drabblish/ficletish thing that is proof positive I need to stop watching so much Law and Order: SVU…

Title: Fractured
Author: chimosa
Characters: Ianto, Gwen, Jack
Rating: Dark
Spoilers: None

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I’ve been reading fic for ten years now and, considering that’s encapsulating my entire high school and college years, I’d say I’ve been reading fic for a significant portion of my life. What I’ve noticed is that I tend to have a very specific fandom MO. I enter into a fandom usually with absolutely no knowledge of the show/movie/characters/plot, read enough fic that I can get a general gist of it (or beg someone to tell me what its all about), go into a sort of fandom honeymoon phase where I read voraciously anything I can get my little cyber hands on. Then, I start to become more discerning as I grow comfortable that I have a sense of what these characters would and would not do (and cringe away from anything I Now Know is COMPLETELY WRONG OMG with all my hard-earned fandom know-how.) Eventually, I’ll find that one fic that just speaks to me on some level, usually the characters just feel right and I’ll read it over. And over and over and over again. Then, I’ll pretty much be done with that fandom and ready to move on because a part of me knows I’m never going to be as satisfied with the fandom as I am with that one fic.

I guess it’s my One True Fic, my OTF.

So, since I recently found my most recent OTF (and have been reading it every night, over and over, going on my third week now) I wanted to look back, and make a list compiling all my OTFs in all the fandoms I can remember that I’ve sifted through over the years (in chronological order, no less!)

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I hope you’ll get some good reads out of this list, and I hope you all haven’t already read everything on here.

Dear fandoms,
I love you all greatly.
Thanks for the memories.
Hugs and kisses,
chimosa

I need advice and I was hoping someone on my flist (hint hint mardahin could help me out:

I’m thinking I want to start to swim for exercise, but I’ve never swum in a public pool with lanes and stuff. It really really intimidates me because there seem to be all kinds of rules I don’t know. What do I need to know before I go so that I don’t mess up/ piss people off/ make enemies.

If you swim, what kinds of things piss you off so I’ll know to avoid them? What are the swimming faux pas?