one, if they offer me a part, any part, i'm taking it. like i would turn it down. just hearing the music sung through the curtained divider in the suprisingly balmy church basement made me want to do the show. sure, my dance audition was hideous (once you start yelling out official french names for moves, i'm out), but i was the only bass at the ensemble singing and even was asked to stick around and read for a speaking part (though seeing it, i might be better off doing multiple roles in the chorus...). so now comes the waiting (hey, wasn't i talking about this sometime recently?). in this case, e-mail = bad. phone call = good. no whammies, no whammies, no whammies....
two, chad canipe just e-mailed me. seems a coworker has U2 tickets he's looking to unload. hmmm. so should not do this, no way, no how. and yet i asked for more details. of course i did. like the subject line says.
back to school tomorrow. but half the day is PLAN testing, one bell of practice OGT and one bell in the media center. shuoldn't be too bad, other than the stack of grading i have to do. why oh why must the district have the practice scores before the new year? does it really matter? not to me it doesn't.
did i just type that out loud? silly me.
to sleep. perchance to...sleep.
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Tunes: chess - where i want to be
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