i have never enjoyed cold rice on a cloudy day more

gypsy was amazing.

three of my friends were in the orchestra pit (way to go erin for texting katie in between songs, what a multi-tasker). i knew at least four others onstage. you guys were all brilliant, and thank you for having me to the party last night! fun stuff; i love theatre nerds, by the way, jeff ("Hick Actor"--hahahahalaughingcrazily).

yesterday was a great day. today was good, considering that my mother enjoyed the under-cabinet clock-radio/CD player we gave her for the new kitchen, when the cabinets get installed. thank the Lord above for my mother. i wouldn't be a lot of things without her, regardless of differences on opinion/religion/some methods of child discipline etcetera etcetera etcetera. i do love her.

again, my heart is in a slump. not one of depression, i assure the many faithful readers of my blog (oh, bitter and cutting, but only insulting myself!), but one of silence. a silent slump--there is no one so far that has secured (or resecured) my attention. knowing myself, and the people who know me, i and they would find this very strange indeed, but the difference between me and them is that i have too much else to do to worry. should it happen again (rather, when it happens again), i will most likely let it zenith and fizzle out as quickly as possible so as to do the least amount of damage. i have said this before without much luck, because my emotions tend to gain a slightly upper hand in these games, but i've grown quite a bit since those hapless times. here's to maturity, hm?

things i still find amazing: my godspell shirt, the fickle weather, my mother's raspberry jam, that small red tulip growing in the midst of white flowers, how my seemingly outdated phone has outlasted every one of my friends' without ever having problems (except being lost), how much i love people in theatre and the parties they throw, how big stages are when they're empty, how okay my hair looks without washing/blow-drying it to death, how good i look in my work pants compared to my normal jeans, that i am still working the same job after two years, how easily i can pick up music after hearing it once or twice, violinists, cellists, how i always end up okay on the other side of heartbreak, how i am still attracted to guys who can dance no matter how else they are, how much my writing has grown, how much good my AP english test actually did me, brown eyes, blue eyes, green eyes, hands, rice, elvis costello, how i do okay with less than half of the normal young woman's wardrobe, my freckles, how much i have grown in every way, etcetera, etcetera,

etcetera.

-d