their hands are probably covered with candy and cookies and... things

Got this in the mail:

"I received your resume from the League Auditions. Unfortunately I was unable to attend on the day you auditioned. I reviewed your resume and am interested in having you audition for a position in my company. Below is the posting for the position and I have attached a fact sheet about our company. Please take a minute to review it and if you are interested please contact me ASAP as we are setting up the schedule for auditions starting next week..."

And so on. Well! My first audition call from Leagues mass auditions... and it's from someone who didn't see my audition. Not that I'm complaining, mind you, since hey, an audition, cool! Still... well, I'll hold off on that thought until I see how many audition calls I get from the people who actually saw me audition.

It's for Interact Story Theatre, for a full year contract. Children's theatre ain't usually my thing. Nor are children, for that matter. But still, I don't suppose I can just go around turning things down. But then again, it's a whole year...

Well, there'll be no harm in learning more about the group and auditioning.

hee.

Still thinking about that audition. It's a whole year commitment, and to children's theatre. Paid or not, dash it all, I think I'd rather dedicate that time to education. Which means I need to apply to Catholic University for grad school.

Which means I need to take the GREs. Like, now. Shit. Looks like I'll be looking up info on that tomorrow. Crap, no more standardized tests, please!

Bloo called me her boyfriend tonight. It just sunk in that I'm actually someone's boyfriend. I've never been someone's boyfriend! Not even to my girlfriends! I'm just still sitting here, glowing.

I let something slip that I totally didn't mean to and now I'm angsting a bit about it even though I'm sure it's totally fine. Eh, angsting about things is what I do, we all know this. And Bloo is there to wallop me if I ever get too crazy again. It's a good arrangement!

In other news, I'm probably the last person on earth to discover that beer and meatloaf taste pretty damn good together. Especially meatloaf made with J.T. Pappy's Gator Sauce. Mmm.

I just watched Kevin Bacon's THE WOODSMAN and am about to watch the movie that fucked everybody up as a kid who saw it, the Fairuza Balk epic, RETURN TO OZ. Those in the know should be crapping their pants now.

And while I know I said it to her in person already, good luck on your job interview in Chicago, Bloo! If she's even reading this before she gets there.