June 27th, 2002

S&G 1

(no subject)

Tonight I have an audition. It's the first one since I was in college. I'm not used to the butterflies-in-my-stomach feeling, and it's not the most comfortable feeling in the world. If I make it, I'll be in a choir that rehearses one night a week for a few months, has a performance (the conductor wrote the music), and get paid for it. Only one performance, I think. I have no idea what kind of music it is, only that I have to be in SE Portland at 8pm, at a little blue house, and sing a song a'capella for a stranger, and if she likes me I'll have to sight read a bit too. I want a hamburger.

I called Qwest today too, to ask about moving my service to the new apartment. Turns out Verizon covers that area, so I had to cancel my Qwest account. That's good and bad. Good because they suck, and bad because Dad and his wife and Mom's husband all worked for Qwest. (Dad got laid off, Bonnie quit, and Dennis retired.) Oh well. It's not like I have a choice. Dad got mad at me when I got my hotmail account, saying I should get one from qwest.net or something. Whatever. It's just an email address. So now I have my address and phone number, and I know Nicoal needs it... anybody else?