SUBJECT: Opera TIME: 5.45P MOOD: Excited MUSIC: Aimee Mann - Lost in Space

Well, after I attempted to write a journal entry on Tuesday and my computer ate it, things got really sticky. Matt is not having an easy time with the breakup. And I'm not either, but I'm working through things extra-internally right now and it probably comes off as iciness. But I've had things to keep me busy, to keep my mind off of things until I come to a place where I can sit down and actively work through how I'm feeling. Specifically, I had two opera auditions this week. Wednesday was Alcina, which I really don't want (and thank god because the audition was not exactly strong) because I want to be the assitant conductor. Rape of Lucretia was this afternoon and it went really well. I was sure to remind them that I REALLY WANT THE FUCKING PART and that I just started looking at the music two days ago. It's really difficult music so I hope that makes an impression. My only competition is Matt Pena, who is an excellent singer, but too young for the part. Of course, he has the benefit of name recognition and opera experience. Ugh. I'm nervous in a good excited way. And Vic Vaughan seemed really supportive and apologetic for moving the audition time around so much. I have every part of my body crossed and I'm hoping I get these parts. I went out last night with Shinnerrie and Tom and Hugh (who got lost on his way from the Con to the Feve) and had a wonderful time. Tom has a new nickname now: The Boot. Because he got a boot on his car and keeps saying that it was unfair because he got no warning, though three tickets for parking in the same Visitor's spot should give you a clue. We decided Tom was fun to tease. He just gets this look on his face that makes you laugh and want to pinch his cheeks. *laffs* Anyway, everything I really had to do this week is over and Margie was even NICE to me today at work, which I thought was a total surprise. So today ended up being a really really GREAT day. AND the thought that I can go get drunk if I want to because I don't have to sing until.. well shit... until tomorrow night, but that's a choral thing and it's not quite as worrysome. It's also late at night so I'll have plenty of time to recover should I decide to go play. "Your purpose is to love everyone." -- Kundun (1997)