Sat, Feb 2
... Hell hath no fury
Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned. Or like three cranky women pms-ing and feeding off each other's angst towards men. Eating chocolate, to boot. Ah yes. I love being a woman.
Grrrr.... AAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRGGGGGHHHHHH!!!!! *sigh* Now that's out of my system. And to protect the not-so-innocent, I will not reveal any more details of my evening. Just that it was an amazingly estrogen-filled night. Guy-bashing is a worthy pastime, because it's all true! Men are the scum beneath the scum.
And no, this isn't all because of me. This is because... well, because I'm a girl. And we women have to stick together. When they're spurned, I'm spurned. When they're angry, I'm angry. When they're angry, and I'm already emotional, upset, and not too pleased with men in general, I get even more upset. We're a protective brood. But I love them, and they love me, and we're there for each other, no matter what they do.
Anyways, on a slightly happier note than my pms-y bitchings with my girls, I had my audition this afternoon. Finally!! It went well, I think. Melody asked me all kinds of questions about myself, about the experience, about how I'd react to certain situations, what I want to get out of the trip, all kinds of things like that. A lot of them were rephrasings of questions from the application form, but I guess they wanted to hear what we'd say if we didn't have all the time to think about what we were going to write for the answer. I guess it went well... I really, really hope I made it. Hopefully, I'll know by Monday or Tuesday or so...
Tech rehearsal tonight. That was loooong. And tiring. But rehearsals always are, and for a first tech rehearsal, it went amazingly well. I have great techies. Not perfect, but then again, who is? Definitely not me.
And definitely nobody who just happens to own a penis as a part of his daily living apparatus.
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posted at 12:13 a.m.
