| A list, because it makes more sense that way. |
[Jun. 21st, 2007|09:36 am] |
| [ | Current Location |
| | Florida | ] |
| [ | feeling: |
| |  nostalgic | ] |
| [ | listening to: |
| | The T.V in the living room | ] |
So, a few things:
1. Heather and Bacca--thank you for the responses...It made me feel better to know you both, who mean so much to me, think I can handle my shit.
2. Dad asked me, approximately 20 minutes ago, if I was intending to go to Berlin. Those of you who know me well know I instantaneously started sweating, but luckily, HE'S OK WITH IT!!! I think he was also pretty calmed by the fact that I've done my research and preliminary legwork. YAY!
3. My chinchilla died. I didn't have her in my room for last year, mainly because my SA was next door to me, and thought that leaving her with Ryder would be better than getting her taken away from me. Unfortunately, a week ago, Ryder let me know she wasn't doing well, and this morning I found out she was gone. She lived 4 years, three of them at my side and in my dorm room. She liked to sit on my head. I am bummed, and feel like a bad Mom. I tried hard to find a way to fly her home with me, but no one flies chinchillas, and following that failure, she died. BALLS. BALLS. Thena-Bena. (Technically, Athena). What a suckfest. |
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| Our whiskey is strong and our morals gone... |
[May. 28th, 2007|06:53 pm] |
| [ | Current Location |
| | Florida | ] |
| [ | feeling: |
| |  lonely | ] |
| [ | listening to: |
| | The T.V in the living room | ] |
What happened to graduation weekend? All of the sudden I find myself in the house in Florida, kicked out of the room I normally sleep in, and stuck in a bed that is way to big without Shaun in it.
I don't have any friends down here, there are no queer people, and I've been bitten by approximately 100 bugs since I got off the plane at 11:30am. Ryan's existence here is a constant anxiety, and tired as I am, I just cant bring myself to go sleep in a bed thats as strange as any hotel room. Also, I'll be by myself 12-4:30 tomorrow afternoon, and since I have no license or car to drive even if I could, I'll just be here. At the house talking to the dogs.
It's taken me less than 12 hours to remember why it was so easy for Ryan to suck me in down here. And that worries me. Someone come visit me. Or call me. I miss you.
And yes, this was melodramatic. But thats what my lj is kind of for. Maybe tomorrow will be better.
I'm homesick for school--is that wierd? |
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| College: Complete |
[May. 12th, 2007|09:32 pm] |
| [ | Current Location |
| | Morgan St | ] |
| [ | feeling: |
| |  wierd and high | ] |
| [ | listening to: |
| | Shaun's face | ] |
I am suddenly left with nothing to do. WIERD. |
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| Take that you silly papers! |
[May. 7th, 2007|11:49 am] |
| [ | Current Location |
| | Morgan St. | ] |
| [ | feeling: |
| |  chipper | ] |
| [ | listening to: |
| | Cake (It's Shaun's computer) | ] |
Note to self:
Skinner at 3:30 in the morning is kind of frightening, even with Shaun!
Having my work done for Tuesday is exciting, however. so is the fact that with slight adjustments to chemistry I am awake and ready to go.
Also, mhc-ers, come see our performance pieces at 9pm tonight in the theatre...well, all over the theatre. |
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| Okay crazies |
[Apr. 28th, 2007|03:43 pm] |
So I did that Deamon thing because I am procrastinating, and I can't figure out how to cut and paste it, but wanted ya'll to know--I'm a FERRET. WTF?
Love
Peg |
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| Hypothetically speaking: |
[Mar. 30th, 2007|11:55 am] |
| [ | Current Location |
| | Buckland | ] |
| [ | feeling: |
| |  hopeful | ] |
| [ | listening to: |
| | Top 40 | ] |
To my NYC and NYC-bound friends:
If, hypothetically, I moved back home to New York after I graduate in late May, does anyone need/want or know of anyone who might need/want an energetic, political theatre activist as a roommate? Please? I'll learn how to cook! And clean!
Love,
Peg |
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| With a little help from my friends |
[Mar. 26th, 2007|01:31 pm] |
| [ | Current Location |
| | Buckland | ] |
| [ | feeling: |
| |  determined | ] |
Single. And suprisingly happy about it, for the most part. The things besides "most" still suck.
Without him, life's plans are a little rearranged and I'm now considering things like going back to glsen, working in new york at a non-profit political theatre, etc etc. Or maybe going to Florida. But I don't know.
Also, messed up my back and have an MRI scheduled for next week. Self-medicating until a better pain relief method is discovered, but I don't think that'll happen.
Lots of love |
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| (no subject) |
[Mar. 5th, 2007|12:46 pm] |
| [ | Current Location |
| | Buckland | ] |
| [ | listening to: |
| | Matchbox 20 | ] |
Suckfest
Shitshow
disaster area
I want to get a car and drive far, far away from everything.
I know this is melodramatic, but where the hell else would i say these things. |
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| Question |
[Feb. 21st, 2007|10:51 pm] |
| [ | feeling: |
| | hopeful | ] |
Hello to my MHC/Pioneer Valley Friends
Any chance that anyone could drive me to Bradley on Wednesday March 14 for an 11:50am flight? (Get to the airport about 1030?) I know it's early-ish. I will buy gas, breakfast sandwhiches, coffee, etc. (and I will also have your first born child, if you'd like.) Please?
Thanks! |
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| good shit out of you, life! |
[Feb. 4th, 2007|03:04 pm] |
| [ | Current Location |
| | Buckland | ] |
| [ | feeling: |
| | buzzed | ] |
| [ | listening to: |
| | "Dirty" Christina Aguillera | ] |
Life is good.
Busy, and a little compartmentalized, but good. |
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| AAAAAA!!! |
[Dec. 13th, 2006|06:01 pm] |
| [ | Current Location |
| | Buckland | ] |
| [ | feeling: |
| | cracked out! | ] |
| [ | listening to: |
| | DMB | ] |
I'm really happy that most of my friends' "final" posts have been relatively relaxed. It makes me happy that poeple are healthy and relatively happy.
I, however, am going to lose my mind and return to Florida on Monday smelly, malnourished, overcaffinated and entirely intellectually fried.
Offerings of coffe and snacks that can be eaten while typing are much appreciated. |
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| Just cuz it made me laugh |
[Dec. 9th, 2006|11:24 am] |
| [ | Current Location |
| | Buckland | ] |
| [ | feeling: |
| |  hungry | ] |
| [ | listening to: |
| | none | ] |
| Peg Mary Duffy's Aliases | 
Your movie star name: Chips Robert
Your fashion designer name is Peg Venice
Your socialite name is Pogs New York
Your fly girl / guy name is P Duf
Your detective name is Dolphin Nightingale-Bamford
Your barfly name is Apple Bloody Mary
Your soap opera name is Mary Main
Your rock star name is Pop Rocks Caterpiller
Your Star Wars name is Pegbre Dufrya
Your punk rock band name is The Tired Shoe |
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| One of those overlyindulgent post-show posts. |
[Oct. 27th, 2006|09:57 am] |
| [ | Current Location |
| | MHC | ] |
| [ | feeling: |
| |  jubilant | ] |
| [ | listening to: |
| | 90's XM satellite radio | ] |
So last night was opening night for CONTROL. I discovered the feeling I had before the show was not so much nervousness as it was sheer glee and absolutely pure, unadulterated happiness. As I told a few people, I feel like I've won. I took something ugly that was done in an attempt to shut me up and instead turned it into something beautiful that refuses to be silenced or ignored. And the fact that I know other people who have been silenced--because they are survivors or because they are LGBTQ or both--have found at least some catharsis on our stage, means the world to me. Theatre is my favorite form of communication, and yes, it's my favorite soapbox as well--why waste such a perfect opprotunity to change something or simply to speak?
Thank you to everyone reading this who has been a part of the production--sharing it with you has been wonderful. Bacca, Heather, Kylie--what could I possibly say to sum up my love and gratitude, or express how greatly I appreciate your creative brilliance? Any actors--rock the f. on. Seriously.
More importantly, thanks to those of you who saw me fall into the hands of my own Voice--who watched me struggle and shout, but never turned your backs. Who had the wisdom to point out that "You don't sound like you" but the strength to wait it out until I found my way back.
Light cue. Music Start. End of play.
Thank you, really. |
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| Shameless Promotion |
[Oct. 13th, 2006|09:05 am] |
SO HERE IT IS:
CONTROL
OCTOBER 26-28 (8pm and 2pm on Saturday)
MOUNT HOLYOKE COLLEGE ROOKE THEATRE BLACK BOX
COME AND SEE IT!
email me if you want reservations! (mmduffy@mtholyoke.edu) |
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| (no subject) |
[Sep. 26th, 2006|10:34 am] |
HAPPY MOUNTAIN DAY
Better take advantage of this one, class of 07--next year we're just gonna have to work anyways! |
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| A Desperate Plea |
[Sep. 15th, 2006|01:39 pm] |
| [ | feeling: |
| |  anxious | ] |
As some of you may know, I am currently trying to mount a production of the show I wrote last year, called "CONTROL". As you may not know, my first night of auditions were last night and I saw a grand total of 5 poeple, none of whom were guys.
Now, to my Hampshire friends and everyone else, those still here and those who have graduated please take a minute to send an email to a few people you know in the area (especially guys), tell them I'm a nice person and send them to my second night of auditions, from 7-10 tonight in the Rooke Theatre Green Room at MHC. If they can't make it tonight, give them the mmduffy email and tell them to contact me. PLEASE. This show means more to me than I can say, and unless I have an outstanding turnout tonight, it might not happen. I'm asking for help, favors and a few seconds of your time.
Thanks.
P.S: I'm even thinking of grabbing my thyrsos and calling on Dionysos at this point. |
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| And so it begins... |
[Sep. 4th, 2006|08:12 am] |
| [ | Current Location |
| | MHC | ] |
| [ | feeling: |
| |  groggy | ] |
| [ | listening to: |
| | The Killers | ] |
Well, Senior year is off to a rollicking good time--I've decided I WILL NOT be a slob this year (I even have stuff hung up in my closet!!). That being said, anyone who is trickling back on campus and feels like it should stop in to Buck 310 and say hi. Happy new school year and 2007-ers: Go Yellow!! |
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| I may be detained... |
[Aug. 29th, 2006|04:23 pm] |
Cheers to all who got that musical reference. I'm supposed to be up there Thursday morning after arriving in Boston on Wednesday afternoon, but we'll have to wait and see.
At least I never dealt with a real hurricane this summer, just little baby Ernesto.
And the rain begins... |
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| (no subject) |
[Jul. 11th, 2006|11:12 am] |
I'm alive, I promise!!
Love and hugs and all that. |
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| Just checking in |
[Jun. 21st, 2006|02:26 pm] |
| [ | feeling: |
| |  blah | ] |
| [ | listening to: |
| | Poe--Could Have Gone Mad | ] |
Just in case ya'll were wondering:
Life in FL is still life in FL, except now I'm completely unemployed and scrambling for a job before I go completely broke.
For the most part I'm relatively contented now. I've been hanging out with an Irish boy and a Scottish boy drinking which gives at least some of my days entertainment. I don't get drunk, I just watch them and the World Cup and laugh a lot. That and the beach. That's it, but I'm not horribly unhappy. Just antsy. Of course I miss NYC, but I'm starting to appreciate how removed I am from all the Northeast has to offer/can dish up.
I hope all of you going to Pride have fun--lord knows I wish I could be there, but it just doesn't work out that way.
Love and all of that to you. |
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