So I took a sick day on Friday to prepare for an audition for the musical Cabaret on Saturday. I got up early in the morning and went to a nearby university to use one of their 97 practice rooms to rehearse. And, of course, they wouldn’t let me because I wasn’t a student there.
So I rehearsed and wasn’t really happy with myself and went home to nap. Then the guy with whom I was planning on going out Saturday night calls and asks if we can change it to that night (Friday). I really want to see him, so I say sure. I clean my apartment and get all ready and we go out to a nice restaurant and have a good time. He sleeps over and it feels so nice to hold somebody.
So then Saturday comes and I try to prepare a little bit more for my audition. Later, I take a shower, put on some really nice clothes, get my music ready, and go to the theater building. What ensues is the most unbelievably bad, comical audition one could ever imagine. It was terrible. Horrible. I laugh at myself because it doesn’t even deserve tears and try my hardest to suppress the traumatic memory.
Then Saturday night I go out with some friends to this crepe place and have a wonderfully fatty chocolate / ice cream crepe. Mmmmm and wine. And I get drunk. And go home to watch a movie at 11:00…
Then yesterday (Sunday) I’m really depressed and walk around in a daze and drink lots of iced coffee and then I go to the grocery and get some good food and two DVD’s and watch them. I watched Amelie again and cried and cried… Sorry I’m such a run-onny-sentence person… Blah. No I’m not sorry. Thanks for listening to my boring weekend… It was mundane, but it’s all I have.
Sounds like a lot more fun than my weekend, even with your bad audition. All I did was hang around the house cleaning up after the kids (who are old enough to clean up after themselves), and do laundry. Oh, I forgot, we did go to see Pirates of the Caribbean, but it was so freaking cold in the theatre it was hard to enjoy the movie over the chattering of my teeth.
I do hope you are feeling better today. Why do you think your audition went so badly? Perhaps you are being a bit hard on yourself.
I dunno. It’s Monday. Who can feel good on a Monday?
My audition was bad because my voice cracked as I tried to blast out a note I’ve never hit before in my life, but for some reason thought I could at that moment… It was terrible. Like something out of Seinfeld. Ah well.
Yeah, why are theaters so cold? And why is Johnny Depp such an uglyhead?
One off note is certainly understandable, and I wouldn’t hold it against you. There wasn’t anyone in the audience with a Pez Dispenser, was there?
Don’t let it get to you. These things happen.
I don’t know why Johnny Depp is such an uglyhead. I certainly was not impressed. It was like watching Johnny Depp do an impersonation of Robert Downey Jr. doing Charlie Chaplin.
Ick. Sorry about your audition. But you cuddled with a wonderful guy at least, so your weekend couldn’t have been that bad. And is really weekend really that awful with chocolate!
Listen to my weekend. Pleeeeeeease. 
Blah. No I’m not sorry. Thanks for listening to my boring weekend… It was mundane, but it’s all I have.