the facts are these

So, work today. And I've had an amazingly craptacular feeling swimming around in the pit of my stomach for the past two days, although yesterday the Veronica Mars marathon went swimmingly. I now have made two more addicts. Bweee!

Last night I went to see Kiss Me, Kate, the Summer Fine Arts production. SO. GOOD. Shara was incredible as Kate, and OMG LITTLE JACOB SO CUTE. He's going to be breaking hearts left and right. I saw so many people I knew and I love going back to see them. Lindsay Marks freaked the fuck out when she saw me. God, I miss SFA and CVP. I am too old for it, but it's still so sad. I love all of them. Being on stage is such a high. Such an incredible high. I miss SFA and all the people there and GAH we need a reunion.

Before work today I went over to Becky's and we sat around in her messy-but-improving room and talked for a while, then I fixed the frayed edges of her jeans so she could wear them on her first day as a waitress. She abused her poor boyfriend some when he stopped by, and then I left for work.

Today at work was mind-numbing. It wasn't so much boring or annoying as just numbing. Too slow to do much, too busy to spend all the time cleaning. I did sneak off to call Grant and see what he was up to. Brightened my day considerably.

I spent a godawful amount of time pacing behind the counter. Pacing. If I were in the zoo, they'd give me enrichment activities, like a rubber ball or something.

So now I'm watching Say Anything. Loveitloveitloveitloveitloveit.

So, as I was picking up the mattress in the front room to be able to vacuum (Grandmother still in my room), I remembered it was Stars auditions today.

Even though I'd decided it wasn't for me this year, even though I don't have an audition song, even though most of my friends in there have left, I punched the mattress and screamed. Because I hated it. Because I loved it. Because even though I wanted to beat some sense into half the people there, I loved the other half. And I don't think I'll be able to do a big show this year because I have no time.

FUCK. I don't see half those people anywhere else! I won't get to see Blake, Amy Lacy, Wendy, Jason, Jen, Staci, David (even though he's not doing it this year anyway), T-Bone, Megan...

And they were doing Treasure Island this year. Goddammit. I don't even have a song. I haven't practiced voice in over six months. I want to do it so bad, but I hated Li'l Abner and I hated how Staci bitched at us and I hated her automatic auditions, and I hated the stupid little kids and I hated how condescending Dana Tarasavage was, and I hated the extra-special-Stars group but I loved my friends there.

Haven't updated in a while now, have I? I'm not, in fact, dead, although my feet are making a strong argument that they are actually dead. I've been working on Summer Fine Arts from 8:00 to 1:30, on My Fair Lady. Ms Debbie (Yes, Cassie, that one, and she wants to know why you didn't join?) has been teaching us the waltz. And more of the waltz. And a bit more waltz. And some jumping and some stomping and some kicking. And some more waltz. So if that wasn't enough, at Cocoa Village Playhouse, we have Li'l Abner. Which, quite frankly, I can't stand. Some of the numbers are cute, but all in all I would rather do Birdie again.

...I LOVE THAT COMMERCIAL! The MasterCard one with the little dog that someone buys water for and a collar for and then the biker puts in the sidecar and takes with him! That is so cute! *cough* Done now.

Anyway, recently my mom realized that the Play 4 Disney passes (4 days worth of tickets where you can go to any park at all during the day for four times) that she bought back when Molly and I went to Epcot expire on Thursday, so yesterday we went to MGM Studios. It was Star Wars Weekends, so we went on Star Tours twice, did Indiana Jones (sadly not in the sexual way. I'd love me some Harrison Ford, though.) and went to Muppet Vision 3D. I love Beaker and I miss the Muppets. They're a lot funnier now.

Today I left Stars early (THANK GOD, IF I HAD TO HEAR 'JUBILATION T. CORNPONE ONE MORE TIME I'D CRACK!) and Mom and I skipped out on the dinner we were supposed to go to with the Stiernas (MWAHAHAHA!) and went to Animal Kingdom. The kitties (translation: tigers) were up and about, and running around and KITTY! The gorillas were walking around, the male silverback was out. I went on the water ride, got the wettest and then decided the hell with it and just ran around in the fountain until I was completely soaked. But I was wearing my swimsuit, and it was okay. I ended up changing pants around a bend in the Maharajah Jungle Trek. Mom and I went to see the Festival of the Lion King. It's air-conditioned now! That might not seem that big of a deal for those in other states, but down here in the oven Florida, that's a biiig deal, especially when it's 95 degrees Fahrenheit outside. Becky called me at eleven last night and I got the message too late to call. I was really tempted to call her and hold the phone up. Lion King rules! And if I weren't about to fall asleep right now while typing this, I'd watch it. RIGHT NOW.

We tried to go to Magic Kingdom, but it was so crowded we could barely breathe. We went back to Frontierland and played on the "shooting range" for a while, walked past the (closed) Hall of Presidents, stared in horror at the tripling up, quadrupling up REALLY LONG line for the Peter Pan ride, ate some chicken and then went back home. Because we'll be coming back on Tuesday to see the flowers at Epcot and to run around and do Space Mountain as many times as we can. :D

"According to a new study, 50% of all Americans will get an STD by the age of 25. ...You're welcome." - Jimmy Fallon

Tomorrow at some time in the late afternoon, my Grandmother is coming over to have dinner with us. At, like three or four. O.x Until then, I'm free to...sit. And sit some more and no longer put pressure on my aching feet. Hey, I've got Buffy tapes!

trollprincess, in case you read this, I'm WORKING on the Faith/Billy the Kid fic, it's just only written on paper. I'll type the first chapter up tomorrow. Don't put it back up for grabs yet, pleeeease!

I'm tired, my feet hurt, I'm going to bed. Muah!

(Kiera, you got AIM? Yay! <3)