Just had auditions for "The Man Who Came to Dinner" and the play reading festival. After taking about 2 hours to decide what to wear, and coming to the conclusion that I am in desperate need of new clothes, I went. The one thing that I'm supersticious about is talking about a show before it is actually cast, so I won't elaborate. I will elaborate on how happy I am that all theatre classes were cancelled today for auditions. Woot woot. No classes for half of tomorrow, either. I'm all kinds of excited.

What I'm not excited about: Audrey's Uncle passed away. She left for back home this afternoon. Audrey, I love you, and I hope everything is getting better. You know my whole "I don't do feelings" thing, so I'm just being sort of passive active and writing about how much I care about you here. I can't wait until you get back.

On the upside, I did get new comment thingies. But I lost all the old comments. Poo.

"Beware of all enterprises that require new clothes." - Henry David Thoreau, Walden, 1854
(probably the only good thing thing he ever said in that blasted piece of crap)