you · sung · me · moonstruck

Nothing going on here. My computer broke on Monday, but luckily they were able to fix it yesterday without damaging the memory. I would have cried if that had happened. I guess the motherboard broke? I'm still not 100% sure what the motherboard is, but it's working now and that's all that matters. Since I was computer-less for four days, my entire weekend is going to be spent making up homework that I missed. Oh boy.

My Wicked ticket came in the mail Thursday. Well, I had it sent to my parents' house, since I know I would lose it if they sent it here. I'm super excited. I need to stop listening to my Julia audio though, so it can be a little surprising when I see it.

This friend of Lauren's stayed here the other night. She asked if it was okay if he stayed the night before, and I said yes, but the next morning I woke up and had completely forgotten about it. So, I sit up, and there's this strange guy in my room watching TV. I was kind of freaked out and then he started talking to me. I remembered eventually though. I swear, I'm only 19 and my memory is already going. 

Dana and I have become obsessed with Mano Felciano lately and we are dominating conversations in various places talking about him. We're trying to convert people. It's all part of our plan for world domination. Love the Mano, worship the Mano. Dana and I are going to seduce him and take him away from his fiancee, one Miss Nancy Anderson. Miss Nancy Anderson is only about 30ish, yet insists on wearing faux-silk suits that would have been worn by 60 year old women circa 1955. She also has a really crap haircut.

They're holding Equity audtions for the Les Miserables Revival in NY. Anybody want to go? Okay, so I'm not an Equity member, but I can pretend! I would give my left arm to be in that show. Seriously.

I'm off to do some homework, then maybe take a nap. I'm exhausted.