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the lady of shalott, remix, etc.

Posted by jessica on Sep 16, 2011 with 7 Comments
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Jonah and I had some fun in the studio with this one. That boy’s genius, I must say.

the lady of shalott rough

And what else?

Somebody at the gym a). first asked me what my boots were (I answered “boots,” believe it or not), b). then told me they are weird, and c). finished his commentary on my boots by telling me they look foreign.

Foreign.

Like he’s not only concerned about our immigration laws concerning our North American neighbors, but is also concerned about migrating footwear.

Now, an actually appropriate question could have been to ask why I was wearing boots at the gym in the first place. But why would anyone do that? Asking somewhat normal questions is just so predictable.

Anyway, I don’t think he meant it this way, but I totally took him calling my boots foreign as a compliment.

Tonight, I met a friend for chai. We talked for a long time; our conversation lasted way longer than the chai. And at one point she said, ‘It’s just that everything is so different than I ever planned it…”

I told her that’s life.

Oh gosh, that makes me sound like I’m a little jaded, a little bitter, a little over it. But I’m not. I mean, I said it with laughter in my voice. The kind of laughter that people from another generation might even call mirth.

Because, see, I don’t believe that’s an entirely bad thing at all–life being different than we planned. John Legend says it so well when he calls us ordinary people. We don’t see so well. Even on our smartest days–the ones when we remember to call our friend on his birthday and pay our bills on time–we don’t have all the information. Therefore, our plans aren’t always the best.

We trust that someone else has better plans. We trust that those plans will happen. We do what we can with what we can, and we trust all along that, as someone said: “It’ll all be okay in the end; so if it’s not okay, it’s not the end.”

in uniform and stuff.

Posted by jessica on Jun 13, 2011 with 10 Comments
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Somebody finally got a capoeira uniform.

(it’s me!)

Although, I don’t have a cord yet. Which is okay. I have so much to learn. Why don’t I ever decide to take classes that are super easy and feel good for me? Like, why don’t I take…How To Sit On The Couch classes? I would have that down. In, like, a second.

In fact, for an audition today, I had to trip onto a couch (that would be the advanced class, I suppose–after you’ve already mastered sitting on it). It was my first time going in for a commercial, and the audition was hilarious. I had to free form some dance to ‘Singing in the Rain’ and then fall onto a couch while imagining having found the perfect dress.

Totally normal, folks.

Actually, I do dance around a lot. If you’ve been around me for more than five minutes, consecutively, you’ve probably seen it. But anyway, the audition was fun. And hard to know if I did what they wanted. Oh well. As Keith Green would say: “Just keep doing your best and pray that it’s blessed…” So, yep.

Oh, and if you are curious as to what capoeira looks like–you can go here. I am not nearly that good, but that’s the aim, anyway. Tonight I took a class from Mestre Caxias, recently here from Brazil. He’s amazing. Compared to him, I felt like I had never even stood before, let alone did capoeira. He also spoke in beautifully accented English that made it a little difficult to understand what he was explaining. So I stared at him hard, willing myself to get what he was telling me. Sometimes it worked and sometimes it did not.

Much like how life feels anyway.

And here is some good news: I have been sleeping a lot better recently. And feeling less anxious. I am grateful. I am me. All of this is good. Yes, it is. Especially now that my grateful self owns a capoeira uniform.

What-what.

thinking in sentences and writing it down.

Posted by jessica on May 20, 2011 with 2 Comments
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Okay, so these are some thoughts. And…here goes: I was informed that the water in New Orleans is getting high and displacing some wildlife. Thus, the city has issued a SNAKE ALERT. That is what you call BAMF. Tonight The Paper Janes rocked. Oh, it was fun. I felt it in my bones. And my [...]

No.

Posted by jessica on Apr 2, 2011 with 10 Comments
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“You probably think this is very weird. I am probably very weird. I AM weird…” This was part of the rambling voicemail I left for someone who had recently called to ask me on a date. All those words added up to no, thank you. After the minute-or-so-long message I left, explaining that I’m choosing [...]

what I heard and what I saw.

Posted by jessica on Jan 10, 2011 with 19 Comments
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“You look totally different with dark hair.I mean, your face, like, looks exactly the same. But your hair just looks really different.” Somebody said that to me in church today. I smiled and nodded and said, yes, that makes a lot of sense. Because it does. That is what happens when you color your hair, [...]

representing.

Posted by jessica on Dec 15, 2010 with 4 Comments
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Two of the three Latshaws who represented in the Nutcracker this year. Nobody got me a King Rat Nutcracker, though (unlike a small somebody I know). There’s always Christmas, I suppose.

cinderella.

Posted by jessica on Dec 13, 2010 with 5 Comments
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I keep thinking about flickering lights in the woods. I see them in my mind’s eye. I get up, I follow them. I am not content that they are distant pleasant distractions; I wonder if they will lead me to a better place than here, and so I go. I think that’s a metaphor, and [...]

uhhh….thanks…?

Posted by jessica on Sep 25, 2010 with 24 Comments
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Because you asked, this is the sketch a stranger did of me at the airport. It was unsolicited. And I really don’t think it looks like me. Like, at all. I mean, perhaps if my parents were Jay Leno and Barbra Streisand this is exactly what I’d look like. But it just so happens that [...]

somebody.

Posted by jessica on Jun 27, 2010 with 10 Comments
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Today I got to hold some dear friends’ brand new little baby girl. She is the sweetest part of life, I think; she is small and so very important, innocent and unashamed of her needs. I think I can learn from her. I think that it is a tricky thing, trying to be strong and [...]

50 minute hour, here I come.

Posted by jessica on May 26, 2010 with 23 Comments
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I have the feeling that some people keep what I am about to say a secret. Which is totally fine. But, see, I grew up with the idea that this is the kind of thing that is very normal. Like getting the oil changed in your car. Or maybe even, God forbid, changing it yourself [...]