clevermanka (
clevermanka) wrote2004-10-25 10:21 am
I would say I'm getting too old for this shit...
But I'm having waaay too much fun to complain about it, so I'll just shut my mouth.
I got a cumulative 9 hours of sleep for the whole weekend. And what with moving a ton of boxes, dancing my ass off Friday and Saturday, plus a swell costume party, wonderful time spent with friends, and getting pampered by lovely Amy in KC--I'm beat. Absolutely beat. And although I am still bone tired despite getting 8 hours of sleep last night, I wouldn't have changed a thing about the weekend. Bliss! Well, except for the boxes...
OK I'm gonna say it here, because I know it worked for when I got my tongue pierced. If I announce my intentions to friends, I'll feel like a total pussy if I back out afterwards. So I'm telling you all that I plan to try out for Sellout as one of their singers. I'm absolutely terrified. In the last week or so I've done a few things that, in the past, I would never have considered. Hearing about
breathofgold's audition made me realize my fears are getting in the way of some potentially positive experiences. Some of you might know how shy I am about my singing voice, so this is a big Big Big deal. This morning I wrote Nick (Jim Morrison for those of you who know the band) and I'm waiting to hear back. Hell, they might not even be looking anymore, but I figure it's worth a shot. I'd like to do two modern songs and two retro songs that show my upper and lower range. But first I have to get over this current bout of consumption. cough, wheeze The songs I'm considering auditioning with:
Bring Me to Life
Criminal
One Way or Another
and either:
Hit Me With Your Best Shot or
I Will Survive
The worst they can say is No. Right?
Anyone who got pics of me in the Bad Schoolgirl outfit: I'd love digital copies. If you got photos with Principal McKitterick and Sister Mary Magdalene--bonus! Send those, too, please. Thanks.
For those kind souls who are willing to help me move this weekend: Yes, we're on for moving furniture (and only the furniture) on Saturday. All the boxes are out with the exception of a very few (and most of those will fit in my CRX). My few pieces of furniture (and the oven) are fairly large and will require strong boys. I appreciate any help you all can give me. I'd like to get started no later than 10 a.m. and be wrapped up by noon or so. Please let me know who I can count on for moving day ASAP.
I got a cumulative 9 hours of sleep for the whole weekend. And what with moving a ton of boxes, dancing my ass off Friday and Saturday, plus a swell costume party, wonderful time spent with friends, and getting pampered by lovely Amy in KC--I'm beat. Absolutely beat. And although I am still bone tired despite getting 8 hours of sleep last night, I wouldn't have changed a thing about the weekend. Bliss! Well, except for the boxes...
OK I'm gonna say it here, because I know it worked for when I got my tongue pierced. If I announce my intentions to friends, I'll feel like a total pussy if I back out afterwards. So I'm telling you all that I plan to try out for Sellout as one of their singers. I'm absolutely terrified. In the last week or so I've done a few things that, in the past, I would never have considered. Hearing about
and either:
The worst they can say is No. Right?
Anyone who got pics of me in the Bad Schoolgirl outfit: I'd love digital copies. If you got photos with Principal McKitterick and Sister Mary Magdalene--bonus! Send those, too, please. Thanks.
For those kind souls who are willing to help me move this weekend: Yes, we're on for moving furniture (and only the furniture) on Saturday. All the boxes are out with the exception of a very few (and most of those will fit in my CRX). My few pieces of furniture (and the oven) are fairly large and will require strong boys. I appreciate any help you all can give me. I'd like to get started no later than 10 a.m. and be wrapped up by noon or so. Please let me know who I can count on for moving day ASAP.
