Let’s do it. Shortened week, and hopefully productive on the school front. I’m psyched for auditions tomorrow night, and excited about a bunch of other stuff coming down the pike. The next three weeks will make me feel like I’m waiting to be shot out of a cannon, but I am determined to enjoy the thrill.
Factoid: After trying to explain my condition to the Thriller and not finding the right description, I searched my symptoms and found the word rugae, as it applies to my sore mouth after biting into an extremely ouchy-hot slice of pizza the other night. Who says you don’t learn anything at RtB?
And there we have it. A good week ahead — gofrit, fiends.
8 months, 14 days, 5 hours, 50 minutes, 20 seconds… 19… 18… 17…
Have a good week, Fink.
The countdown to the big day continues!!!
Hey I did that to my rugae,too! Burned them after eating a HOT piece of pizza. DER.
Making plans for October but it looks like I will becoming alone. Deets when I know fersher.
DERP. This is really painful, LOL. What a couple-a dorks. And YAY for October plans!! Any idea at all on days yet??
But bummer that HH can’t come with you.
Prolly end of October. We can’t afford the two of us this year.