*My mom says that they probably felt the Spirit tell them that I shouldn't be in DC because God knows that I won't have enough time for it, and I spread myself too thin.
*The One is obviously not to be found by working with DC.
*I had a stupor of thought. And by "stupor of thought," I mean, when they were doing improv, I couldn't think of anything.
I'm actually relieved more than anything, because I was already starting to worry about the time commitment. When I was waiting for the final news (phone call if I made it, email if I didn't) my mom and I decided that it would be good news either way.
I got in? Good news! I got in!
I didn't get in? Good news! Now I won't be involved in a time-sucking venture!
Good news, everyone! Good news! You can call me Tuesdays and Thursdays from 8 to 10 because I won't be busy.
8 comments:
Sorry to hear it, Cicada. They're missing out, but glad that you'll actually have time to live.
yeah, i tried out twice and got rejected twice...
they want theater people. they have a certain style and they're stickin' to it.
Shut up, they didn't let you in? They stink. And I haven't liked them in forever anyway, since my Pirate Boyfriend Rob left.
Sorry. Um...Congratulations. Um...That's great. Um...That's horrible. Um...I want to kick them. Um...they're idiotic...um...they were inspired...um...um...um...
Um pah pah, um pah pah, that's how it goes...um pah pah, um pah pah, everyone knows...
*Tolkien Boy decides to take a nap.
Gregory,
I tried to follow your link but it doesn't seem to be working. Thanks for commenting on my blog, though. Out of curiosity, how did you find it?
http://spaces.msn.com/members/christovich79/
I work with your coworkers.
Maybe your mother was joking?
Anonamom,
Of course my mother (bless her soul!) was joking! Just like I was joking about not finding The One at DC and about having a stupor of thought. I think that I get my sense of humor from my clever mom. Don't you?
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