LIFE IS A BADASS

Hey life, thanks for being such a badass.

Only five more days of ship life! Four months has flown by, and yet I feel so different. Maybe it's because I discovered compression bags, or because I have a new appreciation for pirates. Maybe it's because I don't carry a purse anymore, and I've spent more time in a swimsuit in the past four months than I have in 10 years. Maybe it's because I have learned a ton of new improv games, learned some new skills for teaching kids, and gotten over my fear of intros. Or maybe it's because I had a crush on a 20-year old and it made me feel old and gross and young and hot at the same time. Maybe it's because I saw a whale back and a bunch of dolphins. Maybe it's because my moles LOVED the sun and decided to grow.....WHO KNOWS!

All I know is that I'm different. And different feels good on me.

Goodbye free rent!

Goodbye free food!

Goodbye to my lovely and talented new friends. I'm gonna miss laughing at those dbags.

Goodbye to the best job I've ever had. I'm know how many people want these jobs, and how many insanely talented people have to pass them up because of the time committment. I am thankful that everything worked out, and I know how lucky I am that it did.

Real life is looming...and it's scary. In the next few weeks, I'm gonna be staying in four cities, participating in three festivals (Boston-Denver-LA), and doing the apartment/job hunt. It's exciting and scary, and I can't wait until it's all over so I will have a chance to process the past four months.

So life- thanks for being such a serious badass. And next time I lose this perspective, you are welcome to punch me in the mouth.

DID YOU SEE ME ON CNN?

Well, it wasn't ME me....but it was my ship!

We had a bomb threat yesterday. awwww....isn't that cute?

Apparently the bomb squad was here, there were helicopters and several angry/scared passengers.

And I was sleeping. My dear sweet sleep...

But I didn't miss ALL the action. Today, I got a rather invasive "pat down" as I was getting off the ship. The summer of celibacy is over! Can I get an AMEN!?

Three Weeks Left

Lots of things-

Today, we signed off the ship for an OVERNIGHT stay in NYC. It was bliss.

I am staying at my friend Michelle's sweet pad - She rocks.

I got to do a decent stand-up show. And my ship mates came to see it (and brought friends). I am lucky.

I got to see a fantastic broadway show that I wasn't sure I'd like at first. I love it when I'm wrong. (The 25th Putnam County Spelling Bee).

I had a lot of free internet time today. weeeee!

I saw Superbad (which is Super BAD) for the second time (accidentally), and I laughed at how superstupid that makes me. Hey pubescent boy films- here's 20 bucks, and six hours of my life. Just hand me the gun next time.

There are only THREE WEEKS LEFT on the ship. Holy crap. Lots of things to do (more about that later).

And finally, my mom is coming on the ship tomorrow!! It will be great to see her, and see the coast with her, and enjoy her enjoying a vacation for the fist time in years.

That is all. It's back to the ship in a few hours....

Picture update

I'm too lazy to try to post the pics IN the blog. But go to my photo albums- and you'll see what I'm talking about. And then buy yourself an ice cream, because I love you.

The New Run

The summer of skin is over. Thank God.

We've moved into the Fall of Funny Signs. I still can't figure out how to post pictures on my blog. I'm retarded.

BUT I have taken some pretty hilarious pictures in the past week...and you're just gonna have to trust me. Signs like "DA TANG Language School", a bus to "SACKVILLE", "Blower Street" -it just keeps going and going people.

We're on a new itenerary- from NYC, we go to Halifax (Nova Scotia), Bar Harbor Maine, Boston, and Martha's Vineyard.

As if I didn't have enough stuffed lobsters or maple syrup in my life.

The demographic on this cruise is VASTLY different then the rest of the summer, as you can imagine. Everyone gets up at 6:30am, and goes to bed by 9pm. And there are no kids. NO KIDS. It's like Christmas.

I got a Double Double and a Maple dip from Tim Horton's in Halifax. I feel like I've discovered a new world. If I had waited a few days, I could have tried a cruler from a place called "Back Door Donuts" in Martha's Vineyard. What? I know. Brilliant.

I'll figure out the pictures. I promise.

Now I'm off to get some more needles shoved into my back door donut.

I (SEA) SPY UPDATE

You might remember me talking about the envigorating "I work on a ship and life can be boring" game of I (SEA) SPY that we made up to pass the time.

It's the game where you get points for spotting sea life while on the ship. I am still winning, because of the pod of dolphins a couple months ago. suckas.

Our route changed this week- we sailed NORTH of NYC this time, toward Nova Scotia (first port- more about that later).

So Amanda (one of my castmates) said, "We probably won't see any dolphins because the water is too cold."

And later she said, "I think it's too early in the season to see whales..."

WELL GUESS WHAT SMARTY PANTS? We saw BOTH yesterday. oh hell yeah. The dolphins were teasing us by shaking their "stuff" close to the surface, and then jumping out of the water like it was sea world and they had to sell 1000 plush toys before they could eat. It was AWE.SOME.

I screamed a little. We got a LITTLE video of the dolphins jumping. like 2 seconds. They move fast.

But the best part were the whales, because you couldn't see them.They are elusive and flirty. We just saw a bunch of spit (my term) being sprayed into the air all over. There must have been 20-30 different exclamations of "WHALE SPIT!" coming out of my mouth while pointing and trying to get a picture. I was a train wreck of a tourist. And at the time the captain was doing laps around the deck with his ipod in his ears, and even HE was getting excited and looking at what we saw in the water. And he's all cool and Norwegian and crap.

"WHALE SPIT!" (pointing) "ooh! oooh! Look! Over there!" (trying to get a picture) "Oh crap, my camera turned off again!"

And then it happened...."WHALE BACK! THE WHALE'S BACK IS STICKING OUT OF THE WATER!" It was huge. And we saw it's back. And then it was gone. What a flirt.

I'm declaring myself the winner of I (SEA) SPY. I win, and now everyone calls me the spotter.

Neener neener NEENER.