Phonography

Ponderings of a Limitless Soul

I just finished this lovely little book "The Pagan Stone" by Nora Roberts, third in a trilogy my mom and I had been reading, and I have to say while her books make you feel all warm and gooey inside, (she does a wonderful job of making suburban life sound appealing) I'm just not at a point in my life where I can really identify and so the book kind of lacked something for me. The thought of finding a man and wanting to settle down with him and raise kids is so horrendous to me right now and I can't help but ponder why. I find books that end with marriage and babies kind of lame. These days I really just want a good vampire sex story to wet my appetite. I'm such a fiction junky while my sister pretty much reads strictly non-fiction and enjoys books like Obama's "The Audacity of Hope". Thats something else I have to ponder, the fact that I like to escape to fantasy and avoid the real, does that make me a lesser being? Stupider? Uneducated? Does my reading preference define who I am?

I also watched the movie "The Red Violin" the other day, after my "Seagle Music Colony" Audition. It was pouring buckets of rain outside so I curled up on the couch mid-day with a cup of hot chocolate and indulged myself. I found the movie riveting and the music beautiful, there is nothing more sensual or stirring then the sounds a violin makes. When it is played well I find myself holding my breath until the last impossible note rips through my being. The ending was kind of good but I find it hard to believe they aren't going to figure out the dude bought the fake and hunt down Samuel L. Jackson. Who...on a side note...should never be shirtless in a movie.

This past weekend I was in Cincinnati with Morgan, Abby, and Jenna and I had an absolute blast! My audition I think went fairly well, too. It was so good to visit and play with everyone and get away from home. Being apart of that college world again, if only for a brief moment, really brought back the memories, the boys, the drama, the homework, the random eating excursions, the not feeling like your mom is breathing down your back 24/7!

All of my auditions are set and ready to go except Northwestern, but I wont go into that because I will just get frustrated... I'm about to just book a plane ticket, show up on their door step, and say "let me audition, now, it's the only time I can." I'll be in Boston Feb. 13-16 and then in Rochester and Tallahassee Feb. 18-22, leaving Feb. 6-9 for Chicago! Ah! I just want to see Olivia and Emily!!

These past two nights I went to lame ass little college parties. You know, red cups, beer pong, ring of fire, flip cup, natty light and keystone beer a plenty. The first one was with kids from UCF I didn't know...overly tan bleached blonde haired girls and dudes trying way to hard to be cool and get the hook up. The second one was full of little emo kids playing music they wrote that they all knew the words to, wearing their little printed tees and skinny jeans. And yes I say little because they were all a few years younger then me...apparently that's who Jon likes to befriend even though he's my age. Both parties were amusing and enjoyable in there own way but I really couldn't find it in myself to go hog wild. I'm really enjoying the control and focus I feel about my auditions and I'm trying to limit the partying until after they are over Feb. 21, 2009.

Coming up I'm working the Super Bowl at my sports bar restaurant which should be quite the event. The dress code is little black sophies and referee shirts with high white socks...I do love to dress up! Feeling quite horny so I could really use a good drunken hook up, just need to find a man who makes my loins quiver:)

oaijustgotmyeyebrowswaxedandshapedandifeelsexyo, Caitlyn

Grandma's House

Last night I had a sleepover....at my grandparents house! My family went out of town and me being the big pussy/wimp that I am couldn't stay in my house all alone so I spent one night at Josh's house and one night at Grannie Annie and Grandpa Bob's:) Sidenote: I seriously wonder whats wrong with me...even on the way over to Josh's I kept imagining the person behind me was flashing their brights because there was someone in the back of my truck with an ax. I could write horror stories that would curl your toes I'm just way to much of a chicken and completely paranoid they'd come true... best stick to sex stories;P













Moving on...So after work, I got out at 10:20pm, I arrive at my grandparents and when I tell my grandma I'm hungry she's immediately on her feet and in the kitchen finding me something to eat (an Avocado sandwich), then she asks if I'd like to enjoy a beer with her and can she get me a house coat to snuggle in. Can we say died and gone to heaven? Cuddled up and sipping my Belgian beer grandma and I listened to my grandpa read an excerpt from a book centering on philosophy called "Sophie's World". My Grandpa loves to read to people! Anyway, he read the part about Romanticism vs. Renaissance because he felt we are both romantics. I was touched that he knew that about me and felt it was a trait we both shared. From a grandpa who loves to quiz me on facts I never know the answer too and thinks all his offspring should grow up to be teachers, I never felt that we had that much in common and tought he looked down upon or pitied me in a way. This was a singular act that suddenly made me feel like it was okay to be me, which for those of you who don't know can be very rewarding feeling. It's so easy to get down on your self, self sabotage yourself (a favorite past time of mine), but when someone sits there and tells you, you are lovely just the way you are...by golly, lets just say I know how Bridgette Jones felt...Now grandpa did follow that up by saying it was a shame I never took a philosophy class in college...but what can you do, he is my mothers father:)

Long and short of that story is you can never spend too much time with your grandparents...deep down you know they won't be around forever and that each moment is special in preserving them in your memory. I'm very blessed they live so close by and have made it one of my New Years resolutions to visit them more often while I'm home.

I'm trying to limit my going out and getting crunked trips recently as I have two very important auditions coming up, so this means I've been spending a lot of nights in with a glass of wine watching crime shows with my mom and sister. I have been working out everyday though and am feeling better then ever. The song of the moment is definitely "I like it Rough" by Lady Gaga and "Phonography" by Miss Spears. Both are extremely sexual songs, which makes sense since I'm quite a horny gal, and I like to dance provocatively to them around my room when I wake up and pretend I'm a bad ass:)

January 24th I'll be auditioning at Cincinnati Conservatory and January 29th I'll be driving to Deland, Florida and auditioning for The Seagle Music Colony this summer. Besides this I'm still having a blast waitressing and attending Opera Rehearsal's and I must say life is pretty good. I love being single and concentrating on me right now. I feel so strong, sexy, and empowered, ready to take my future in my hands and really make something out of it!

I can't wait to see everyone on my respected trips this year. I plan to travel as much as I can afford!!!

Life is what you make it! (A simple statement, but so true)

oaitgotdownto39degreeslastnightanditwaschillly!o, Caitlyn

My New Website!

So for the past couple of days Jenna and I have been collaborating on my very own website aka. I send Jenna all this random info and she transforms it into a work of art! She is honestly one of the most gifted and talented people I know, and I couldn't be more happy with how the website turned out! Go check it out and let me know what you think!

http://caitlynmarieglennon.awardspace.com

Happy New Year!

Notes From a Virgin
Age 23
January 2009

Faces flash by but who will it land on?
Which gentleman tonight,
will bring me shaking to my core
with sweet and pure delight?
Will I know him
or just an abstract face?
The wheel is turning,
a feverish race.
One face, two face
a body or two
my pulse is rising
the water flows through.
In and out and all around
a stream of stolen kisses,
a one night stand, a lonely night
so far they've all been misses.
The drum starts pounding loud and strong
The wheel, it starts to slow
Dark hair, strong legs, skillful hands
and eyes that seem to know.
He's above and in and all about
I grasp the empty air.
Eyes tight shut as muscles clench;
he must be waiting there!

I'm thrown ashore with the final wave
And reason spirals out
The tide laps at peaceful limbs
So why this sudden doubt?
A hunger gone and wet and done
A new one takes it's place
Just farther up and to the right
There beats a lonely ache.

-Caitlyn M. Glennon