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_I've always had this funny wish to suddenly break out into singing a duet from high school musical, like "breaking free" or "the start of something new" with a guy, without saying it beforehand. for instance, instead of saying, oh do you want to sing this with me now, we'd just start singing it together. well that happened today and it made me happy.

_laughs with people I like.
"was that hot-and-steamy or was that hot-and-steamy!"
"truer words were never spoken."
"my dream is to be an opera singer when I grow up!"

_corey's and my making fun of the american idol judges, you should see our impersonations, we're pretty great.

_the diary of anne frank rapping with mia (oh, i'm doing this show, 'case you didn't know. playing anne marie frank.)

_home schooler jokes. when you are or were one, you're totally allowed to exploit the stereotypes.

_two performances back-to-back only fifteen minutes in between

_the boy in the audience who found out my real age and went, "WHAT?" really loud. (everyone thinks I'm thirteen.)

_when it came out last year, I had no plans of seeing inglourious basterds, I didn't, it just didn't look like my sort of film. but I kept hearing interesting stuff about it, so I finally saw it. and....I kind of loved it. and....I kind of wouldn't mind for it to win best picture on sunday (though I don't think it will. but christopher waltz is sure to win best supporting actor {brilliance alert!}, so that is something). anyway, it was really magnificently done. smart and beautiful and delicate and bold. my brother and i laughed most at the special feature--the film within the film. we were just dying.

live theater
sharing that look with her, the one that said, I know.
a magic trunk on an empty stage
watching an incredible singer and actress perform her soul out in front of us
chills running up my spine during that reprise
seeing my theater family and missing them a lot (and my film family, too) but somehow feeling a little bit okay
remembering and laughing about that time, when you actually thought I--that we--yeah. that time. haha.
hugs from you and you and you and feeling loved.
deja vu
Lisa Mitchell's album Wonder which is beautiful and perfect and I am head over heels for every single song on it
this key
knowing and inspiration rolled into one
tumblr
exchanging truths
a poem I wrote
still trying to make this work and holding out hope that eventually the trying will get easier

a walk/run in the almost-rain-and-thunder-storm
a hawk floating suspended in the gray sky above my head
group IM chatting with some pretty amazing friends
doing the dishes
eating BLTs
making a ton of progress on script-work prep for filming
sitting in the grass outside in the heat talking on the phone
this town's July
watching a marathon and then a new episode of a TV show
listening to perfect music, both familiar and new
a really, really, really good book
the feelings of not knowing, of knowing, of accepting, of peace, of trust
Meg Cabot following me on twitter!

Today was a fitted jeans and pink high heels sort of day.

Sinking my teeth into rich, sweet shortbread.

Thinking in a British accent.

Discovering that Seb from The Year of Secret Assignments has a blog! Okay, not really. But if he did have a blog, this would be it. The voice is perfect. (I also have a friend who writes emails in the exact voice of Emily from said book. She is not who I would've pinpointed as being an Emily, but once I thought of it, I couldn't get over how spot-on her writing + herself is as a match.)

The requisite ritual of going crazy at the lunch table.

Barefeet and t-shirt-wearing! IT IS SPRING (aka one of my two favorite seasons) and I am hereby IN LOVE WITH THE WORLD.

A phone call with happiness.

Taking pictures of people when I think they're not looking. So far, I have not been caught. This is because of my ninja skillz, which I assume everyone knows about by now? Yes? Good.

Cupcake throwing.

So in love with flickr. Such stark loveliness to be found.

Is it junk mail if it comes with a bookmark? On a similar note, I discovered a fondness for hot pink envelopes addressed to "Miss McIntosh." (There was also something addressed simply to "Erin." Just the first name. That means I'm famous, no?)

A happy dance to "Fidelity" by Regina Spektor.

Fresh salad that crunches under my teeth.

People. Beautiful beautiful people, who fill my world with brightness and light and love. I heart you.

I am just exploding with laughter and giant smiles and hope and inspiration and looking-forwardness. "Hopeless; head over heels in the moment."

1. an acting workshop yesterday
2. first dress rehearsal for I Remember Mama is tonight
3. I have lots of costumes for said play
4. quotes, from books or people or movies or songs
5. the weird adrenaline kick I tend to get around ten o'clock each night
6. happy thoughts
7. instant messaging
8. dreams for the future
9. singing a song and hitting all the notes, even the usually-they're-too-low-for-me ones
10. karaoke so I can sing w/o having to play piano at the same time
11. Lost, Season 3
12. other people who are totally passionate about acting
13. being "the girl who reads" and "the girl who writes" and "the girl who knows random, useless facts about random actors and movies"
14. photography
15. short films
16. funny true stories
17. auditions (the fact that there are auditions, several, that I already know of just in the next year...it's a good feeling not to be worried about a year without any)
18. not knowing what God has planned for me, but sure it's going to seriously rock
19. certain passages in books that after I read them I have to catch my breath and say "oh"
20. the word 'yay' - just because