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I feel like I have left you for a shinier, sexier site named Twitter (http://www.Twitter.com/darling_niki). Because that's exactly what has happened.

Maybe when I have something useful to say over 140 characters, we'll be reunited.

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To say this year is flying by quickly would be an understatement.

Last Thursday marked my “Prodigal Daughter” return to higher education. The band new Des Moines Social Club is offering classes, and I am on the roster for the Film and Video course. Our first session was more or less the standard introductions-and-syllabus faire, but was still very informative and fun. I absolutely love my fellow classmates, and the instructor is tops. I have my first assignment due next Thursday. You know my “experimental” filmmaking will be the most epic thing  to happen to YouTube in the span of its existence. You’ve been informed..

Following the class, I met up with an eclectic group of individuals (most from the land of Twitter) at the Royal Mile. After a  couple of drinks there, Erin and I made our way over to the Lift. The remainder of the Twitter group expressed their displeasure at my lameness by not following us over. Erin and I managed to have a nice time, watching the various people in various states of intoxication. It was a fairly packed joint by that time, and a random girl ended up buying our first drinks….whether she knows it or not. I am assuming she knew since she asked how I was enjoying my Café Lift (a coffee-flavored martini) when she left.  We left after being there for an hour or so and after making small talk with an impressive amount of strangers. Despite having to get up early the following morning to work a local school, it was a fantastic evening out.

The eventfulness continued the next day when I received a phone call from the casting people for the remake of The Crazies. The flick is shooting locally and I went to the open casting call for extras a few weeks. I was definitely surprised when got a call on my way from improv rehearsal Friday night., asking me if I was available and interested to shoot a couple of scenes later this week. It will definitely be an exciting time.

Outside of those happenings, I cannot confess that my weekend (or life, for that matter) has been eventful outside of work-related business and rehearsal.  No dates or male drama to report, as I have successfully been keeping that at bay.  No intense familial drama either. Knock on wood, but I seem to be on the right track. Ha!

Current Mood:
artistic artistic
Current Music:
Jenny Lewis: Melt Your Heart
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Just past 8:30PM and have already gotten a booty call text. It is important to note that this guy only contacts me under the context of, "Oh, hey! What are you doing tonight? Well, maybe you should stop by later...."

I - in my nicest way possible, since I am in quite a good mood - informed him I had plans and left it at that. I am torn if I should simply ignore him or call him out on this unacceptable behavior.

With that said, I am so glad the weekend is here. I survived a week with 6th graders with minimal emotional scarring. It is Kerry's 32nd birthday, to boot. Moods are definitely festive.

Current Mood:
festive
Current Music:
Lou Reed: Perfect Dat
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There is a massive update in me on the verge of bursting (think of that scene from Alien where the little alien punches out if that dude's stomach.

So far the name-calling at school has been minimal this week. I am celebrating this small victory (pun intended) by going to rehearsal.

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Current Location:
Home
Current Mood:
impressed impressed
Current Music:
Metric: Help, I'm Alive
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After a rather relaxing weekend, I am now preparing for a week of teaching 6th graders VRY SRS BZNES. I was referred to as "that midget teacher" last time I found myself in the classroom. If this happens again, I am reserving the right to just walk out if this happens again. That, or start throwing punches.

I should note that it was a high school senior who embarked on the name-calling last time. Let us hope these kids are a bit more mature.

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It has been a long and highly productive week. I got my tattoo and am worried I have started an addiction.

I have tomorrow off and am going to tuck myself in with a bottle of wine and Let the Right One In. Not a bad start to the weekend, eh?

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Current Mood:
Happy
Current Music:
Metric - Poster of a Girl
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First things first: I got a haircut.





The insomnia has kicked in high gear and I haven’t gotten over a few hours of sleep a night for the past couple nights. I would love nothing more than to say I have used my bonus hours for the sake of productivity/creativity, but have spent it watching really bad television. A controversial decision, to be sure, but one I stand by. I am switching between CNN and Headline News during commercials of

Yesterday was spent working in the classroom, and I would definitely have to qualify it as the most frustrating experience to date. I am sure that my feelings of annoyance were only intensified by lack of sleep. The day ended with two junior class boys getting in to a fight over something ludicrous and having them marched to the principal’s office - a first for me. Granted the fight deserved such action, but I found the remainder of the students equally draining and wanted to rid myself of them long before the outburst. Either high schools have gotten much more nerve-grating in the past decade or my patience supply is severely replenished.

I am thankful that I have had no technical work on my agenda for today, but did have a laundry list of errands to complete. On top of the run-of-the-mill errands, I attempted to get the window on the car fixed. Apparently some mechanism in my window broke, making it impossible to keep the window up. My sister and her family were in town for my nephew’s wrestling meet the day it happened (Sunday) and my MacGyver of a brother-in-law-was able to use basic tools and duct tape to keep it secure until a more permanent fix could be acquired. The shop I called to make the repair assured me they could get it in a fixed this week. Needless to say, my passenger side window is still framed in duct tape. It looks just as classy as it sounds.

The (holiday?) weekend has arrived, along with an impressive amount of snow. My plans? Nick and I have plans to see

I digress. While on the topic of all things “love” and the like, I have noticed that there seems to be a fresh crop of friends getting married and reproducing. We all remember the coup that was 2006: Get Hitched or Die Tryin’…welcome to 2009: Single Ladies (Except Niki) Have Put a Ring On It. I can only hope to reap the benefits of this by serving as Guestbook Attendant at a slew of upcoming nuptials.

I was thinking of making plans for tonight. However, the weather has made a night in with a couple movies and enough sweets to spur a diabetic coma an appealing option.

Millionaire Matchmaker. What more can I do?Friday the 13th, of course! Absolutely nothing says “Happy Valentine‘s Day!” like boobs and gore. I’ve never really been one to recognize Valentine’s Day in the average fashion and I see no reason to buck this trend now.
Current Mood:
chipper chipper
Current Music:
Move On: Rentals
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All work and incredibly little play has made Niki a dull girl….

We’re only a couple of months in to the new year and about half of my resolutions have been successfully abandoned. I haven’t started yoga classes back up, I’ve made a much smaller dent in my reading list than I had intended, my longing to be reacquainted with theatre is still just that, and I have yet to create my work of creative work of genius. I’ve had some minor successes, though - I’ve been going out more and stressing out less. I’ve been able to hang out a bit with Dennetta and Andy (and a couple of Dennetta’s brothers and Dan). I went to Al and Ryan’s housewarming party and had a very lovely time catching up. I’ve been out on a couple of dates (?!). Let’s hear it for small victories.

All is quiet on the family front. The drama is still present, but it seems to have been lulled in to a coma by inactivity. The holidays were uncomfortable and obviously sad with both Grandma and Pappy missing, but we all survived unscathed. I can’t help but feel that the grandparents would be disappointed in the current state of things but these things will happen.

Valentine’s Day is coming up. I am typically indifferent about Valentine’s Day, but I am looking forward to it for the mere reason that the Friday the 13th remake is being released that weekend. It isn’t really a straight forward remake of the original Friday the 13th since Jason is the killer (it was his Mama originally) and Jason is seen wearing the hockey mask (which he didn’t get until the third or fourth film). Despite these inconsistencies and the lack of 3D boobs that My Bloody Valentine provided, I am sure it will be a ridiculously fun way to waste some time and cash. Will Niki have a Valentine who is NOT a mythical serial killer? I’ll keep you posted on any developments.

There are about a million and five more things I could ramble on about but I’m feeling very kind and generous.

Until next time.
Current Location:
Home
Current Mood:
cheerful cheerful
Current Music:
Prince: Erotic City
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The trip to DC is now past tense and am back to daily grind. My flight got in around midnight and instead of having the next day off as I had plan, I actually had to work. A valuable lesson in daily schedule maintenance has since been emphasized.

Overall, the trip was all the things I had assumed it would be: productive, eventful, and a breath of fresh air. I spent my first in town with C. Brett. We killed time watching procedural crime dramas before hitting the town for dinner and a couple beers at a dive bar near his apartment.

The next day was the start of the conference and I checked into my hotel bright and early so I could spend a small chunk of my day navigating the area for interesting places to patron and such. I got in touch with both C. Brett and Bill to start the process of making plans for the three of us to meet up. Bill had already made plans for the night so I told C. Brett I would meet up with him and a couple of his coworkers once I was finished for the day. And that, my dear readers, is when the whole trip took am exciting turn...

Although I do not remember drinking all that much, I found myself passed out on the Metro around 2:50am. Better yet? My handbag (complete with wallet, driver's license, credit/debit cards, and cellphone) was nowhere to me found. I retreated to upper level police area for a ride to my hotel after stumbling around the platform and hopelessly peering in to all of the cars I could manage. If you've never had the great fortune of losing your identity while in another state, I reccomend it. Thankfully I have had a pretty smooth go of getong everything replaced.

I finished up the conference and headed to Georgetown to stay a couple of days with Bill. It wasn't like we could do a whole lot in my condition but I was able to make my job interviews with Bill's guidance.

Bill and I were able to make a date with C. Brett my for my final night in town. We went to a pizza joint/liquor store(?!) for dinner and capped off the evening back at C. Brett's, watching a movie and making s'mores using his fireplace. Call our trio anything you'd like but please refrain from calling us uninventive.

Since my flight home wasn't until much later in the day, I had a large portion of the day to kill before braving the chaos that would be boarding the flight home sans any form of identification. I had some money wired and the only thing left to do was visit the infamous steps fearured in The Exorcist and to drop some major coin on Georgetown's M Street. I am happy to say this mission was successful due to stops in Urban Outfitters and MissSixty. Troubled economy be damned!

The airport security situation I had been bracing myself for turned out to be only mildly irritating (and unfortunately no strip search was required). I chalk it up to luck...or possibly a 90lb white girl isn't the most intimidating figure to homeland security?

I am definitely looking forward to this upcoming Halloween weekend. I'm joining Dennetta, Andy, Dan, Melinda, etc in some downtown shenanigans. In rare form, I actually have my costume completed prior to day of. This year I will be hitting the streets as the original Converse-wearing hipster: Punky Brewster. Genius, right? I must give Bill all of the credit for that inspired idea.

My birthday is also right around the corner (Remember, remember the 5th of November...) and I have no idea what to do to celebrate outside of voting the day prior. Usually I would sweat this kind of thing with unbecoming intensity but I suppose sereneness is a part of approaching old age. Besides, that weekend is Dennetta's birthday and housewarming soirée so I'm not anticipating a complete bust.

All of that prose brings you up to speed....

Current Mood:
grateful grateful
Current Music:
Bright Eyes: When the President Talks to God
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Airports are not impressive at 6:00am. In addition, I have worn the most lace-extensive Converse shoes. Niki: Spitting in the face of common sense in the name of fashion since 1981 (yes, I was born very fashion forward).

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