just me.

A list, because it makes more sense that way.

Thu, 21 Jun 2007 16:46:26 GMT

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.

Our whiskey is strong and our morals gone...

Tue, 29 May 2007 02:05:33 GMT

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?

College: Complete

Sun, 13 May 2007 01:34:22 GMT

I am suddenly left with nothing to do. WIERD.

Take that you silly papers!

Mon, 07 May 2007 15:52:35 GMT

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.

Okay crazies

Sat, 28 Apr 2007 19:44:42 GMT

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

Hypothetically speaking:

Fri, 30 Mar 2007 16:00:47 GMT

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

With a little help from my friends

Mon, 26 Mar 2007 17:37:30 GMT

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

Mon, 05 Mar 2007 17:47:33 GMT

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.

Question

Thu, 22 Feb 2007 04:04:36 GMT

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!

good shit out of you, life!

Sun, 04 Feb 2007 20:06:41 GMT

Life is good.

Busy, and a little compartmentalized, but good.

AAAAAA!!!

Wed, 13 Dec 2006 22:01:24 GMT

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.

Just cuz it made me laugh

Sat, 09 Dec 2006 15:24:52 GMT

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

The Amazing Meganame Generator

One of those overlyindulgent post-show posts.

Fri, 27 Oct 2006 14:14:20 GMT

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.

Shameless Promotion

Fri, 13 Oct 2006 13:08:27 GMT

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)

Tue, 26 Sep 2006 14:36:42 GMT

HAPPY MOUNTAIN DAY

Better take advantage of this one, class of 07--next year we're just gonna have to work anyways!

A Desperate Plea

Fri, 15 Sep 2006 17:51:26 GMT

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.

And so it begins...

Mon, 04 Sep 2006 12:15:38 GMT

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!!

I may be detained...

Tue, 29 Aug 2006 20:26:19 GMT

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...

Tue, 11 Jul 2006 15:12:41 GMT

I'm alive, I promise!!

Love and hugs and all that.

Just checking in

Wed, 21 Jun 2006 18:31:13 GMT

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.

In case you were wondering--

Tue, 13 Jun 2006 22:15:33 GMT

Adam, just in general, you rock my entire world and I thought you and everyone else on my friends list should know that. OTHERWISE:

I'm getting progressively more bummed about not being at Pride in NYC this year. It's hard to be stuck down here and closeted. I just hope those of you who are there are EXTRA Queer for me. I checked airfares yesterday, but there's just no way. Bummer.
I've been spending chunks of my afternoons at the local Irish bar with Winnie watching the World Cup. I don't really get into televised sports, but I readily admit to yelling at the T.V when watching soccer. I also readily admit to bonding with Winnie. (Hopefully that won't bite me in the ass this time around.)
It's raining (a lot) so not much to do down here...thank god for that last rescue trip, though. Just gotta sit tight until the next one. Keep posting everyone--it gives me something to do besides yell "Shoot the frickin ball!!" all afternoon.

And a General Update

Wed, 07 Jun 2006 14:34:28 GMT

My summer camp (the two week intensive drama I was creating) is cancelled, which, well, quite frankly, BLOWS. Leaves me two weeks without a job, but Mom seems to think she can pull something out of her ass. Then it's the summer camp with the wee ones again.
I dreamt of GLSEN last night--I was outside of Starbucks with Chris T. smoking a cigarette. It made me wake up a little home-sick.

I miss you all bunches. Come down to FL and we'll all get tans and make fun of old men in speedos.

Bring me two pina coladas....

Thu, 01 Jun 2006 15:51:18 GMT

Oh, FL--

I think I'm adjusting to life down here. It's not like I'm exceptionally happy, but I'm also not exceptionally unhappy, just floating somewhere in the middle. I did go to the beach this morning with Dad before we both have to go to work, and there was something really nice about that.
I miss GLSEN and worry that I jumped ship on them. I can't help but think that if I was there I could do something to get the department back on track, but I also know that it would probably be more like watching some terrible disaster and not being able to stop it. I also just wish I had some friends down here. Alyx came over a couple weeks ago, but I'm already desperately in need of rescuing again, with no relief in sight. I think I'm learning to make the best of it though and that gets easier daily.

Sending an S.O.S to the world...

Thu, 18 May 2006 22:38:41 GMT

So, the weather is nice.
My parents are nice. (even Winnie has her moments, too)
BUT:

Honestly, I wish I were at GLSEN...or at least in the city. With no car, and no friends down here, I'm officially sending an S.O.S from Naples, FL:

M'aidez! M'aidez! S.O.S!

And I am reduced to:

Wed, 10 May 2006 22:33:29 GMT

Done:
Manifesto
Playwrighting Retrospective

To Do:
Manifesto Defense
English Final
Politics paper
Assemble Playwriting portfolio
Pack (?!??!)

*throws books, notebooks and computer against wall, says something loud and incoherent, crouches in corner*