My audition is over! YAY! One less thing to do....now all my stresses of the semester will be over in just three days....or at least the currently looming ones. I walked onstage after hearing the two people before me. One was very good, the other was not. I'm not including names because I've learned the hard way that people can find themselves if you write about them on the internet. I wore a very cute two piece dress-suit (dress with long jacket over the top) and a scarf. I dashed and got a haircut....and it was a great idea because they all liked my haircut -- maybe even more than my singing. Who knows. But on professor kept mentioning it..."Nice haircut! Very nice!" I was nervous about the Quia Respexit by Bach. I wasn't worried that I'd mess up noticeably, I just really has some good lessons this semester and was desperate to apply them to this audition. I think I did. I noticed at least one professor nodding his head. They let me sing another two pieces after that. Dr. Van Cura even called me to say it went well. I'm very happy. Now I'm going to go memorize my last three pieces for my recital hearing on tuesday...

My audition is in 4 hours. In two hours I'm going to go get the "profession graduate student" haircut. I hope it looks good. I sure as heck can't do normal hair -- only my updos and stage hair. We'll see how it goes...wish me...not luck, that's no good for a performer....toi toi, in boca al lupo, break a leg, lots of spitting. And ditto for Matt who's heading to the Met finals on Monday.....

My audition for grad school is tomorrow. I'm not nervous yet, but I will be terribly so when I wake up tomorrow. 3:00 everyone throw a prayer (hopefully) or at least a happy thought my direction...

I have a new accompanist for my recital. Mine still didn't know my music, so I decided that I'm enough of a wreck myself without adding the pain of worrying whether my accompanist is ever going to get it. We parted company on good terms though. She's coming to my recital, and I'm going to hers. My new accompanist is charging reasonably atrocious rates for picking him up 5 days from my recital. I like working with him much better.

I'm going to a movie tonight. To get my mind off of all the upcoming. I've memorized my two songs for the day...so I can rest in piece. Tomorrow I'll get up, get a new hair cut, decide what to wear for the auditions, scream a little (that's warming up for the non-singing people) and then go. Turns out I'm singing in Jones Concert Hall (the big one) and not Meadows (a lecture hall really) like I'd thought. I've got to remember that my voice will carry better if I don't try to make it sound big...again, happy thoughts would be appreciated.

I'm bidding on my recital jewelry online, and some horrible lady has outbid me. I'm going to a movie and don't have time to watch it...maybe my parents would obblige me!

"And live from Baghdad we have Jim. Now Jim was ...er....actually asleep during the whole bombing thing that happened early this morning. This is all part of Bush's lesser known wow and dazzle campaign, which began just before daybreak. Now Jim, tell us what you saw. " "Well, actually, as you said Brink, I was asleep this morning as Bush's Wow and Dazzle campaign got underway, but I did have a rather nasty dream as a result." "Really, Jim, what can you tell us about that dream?" "Well, it was about tigers really, chasing after a lawn tractor." "And what do you think it means in regards to Operation Enduring Freedom?" "Well, Brink, I think if we analyze the tigers....."

Does anyone else think that if newscasters have nothing new to report, they should just save us the time and say " we'll be back when we have something new to tell you.." instead of rehashing the same three sentences over....and over.....and over......

48 hours...

Kyrie Eleison, Kyrie Eleison, Kyrie Eleison

Christe Eleison, Christe Eleison, Christe Eleison

Kyrie Eleison, Kyrie Eleison, Kyrie Eleison

I managed to get out of the house, and to the pub -- but the world ends before I can find the right question to ask Ford. We'll see how this goes. This could be the biggest time waster ever invented!

Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy

I'm playing incessantly this really old game that I can't figure out. I'll paste the link in here once I find it again. It's the Hitchiker's Guide to the Galaxy game....never played it before. And if anyone knows how to get to Ford Prefect without getting hit by a falling brick when the house gets bulldozed, let me know