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It's true; you always sing best the night before you get sick. Though I never auditioned for a solo in the Liebeslieder, I felt like I tore it up on the choral alto parts, even while wearing the most complicated dress mama has ever made me try on. And real fancy shoes (not heels, of course).
So the concert went well, and then Stephan and Ben took me home so I could put on some real clothes and finally shave my head, and we rewatched a few important scenes from Stephan's Bat Boy before I tagged along with them back to their house and watched a movie with them, Lauren, James, and Lauren's boyfriend Nick. It was called Murder by Death, and it was the funniest thing I've seen in a long time. And then we sat around and talked for a long time, and it was funny too. I crashed in Stephan's room on a mattress on the floor because no one was sober enough to drive me home, and this morning I have a sore throat. Figures, but it was another one of those indistiguishably wonderful and entertaining nights.
And now my head is fuzzy again.
There's a meeting with Chuck at 1, about stupid money stuff. I hate those meetings. Ah, well. It'll be over, and then maybe there will be food.
So the concert went well, and then Stephan and Ben took me home so I could put on some real clothes and finally shave my head, and we rewatched a few important scenes from Stephan's Bat Boy before I tagged along with them back to their house and watched a movie with them, Lauren, James, and Lauren's boyfriend Nick. It was called Murder by Death, and it was the funniest thing I've seen in a long time. And then we sat around and talked for a long time, and it was funny too. I crashed in Stephan's room on a mattress on the floor because no one was sober enough to drive me home, and this morning I have a sore throat. Figures, but it was another one of those indistiguishably wonderful and entertaining nights.
And now my head is fuzzy again.
There's a meeting with Chuck at 1, about stupid money stuff. I hate those meetings. Ah, well. It'll be over, and then maybe there will be food.
