this title is relevant to my piece.

my index of posts is full of half written bites of nonsense, mostly starting with "so much has happened since i last posted"
but really, so much has.
i guess i'm not blogging anymore since i don't really feel like i have a reason.

not to step on any toes here, but let's be serious.

i suppose cara's blogging... if she reads other people's....

heavens, i've had quite the busy day.
it started with my nysssa audition.
i was really excited.
really, really, excited.
i did a monologue from twelfth night and the effect of gamma rays on the man in the moon marigolds.
really, really, excited.
i was sent away with a "some people have to try out multiple times before getting in"

really, really, excited.

in other news... i've been essentially made an editor of the yearbook, which is beyond wonderful. not only am i an editor, but i will be overseeing the best portion: the minimag. i'm not quite sure for which purpose the minimag was created, but i like to think it was for made especially for the weird (a little too) creative kids that shirk their yearbook responsibilities for the more productive task of going on to dictionary.com and amusing fellow staff members by making a symphony out of the little pronouncer dude saying various silly words... and were thus condemned to write humorous blurbs about things people generally don't care about. and that, my friends, is what i will be doing next year. the writing, that is. i did the symphony thing this year. and got kicked out of the meeting.
i imagine it's kind of like what having my very own column in trapezoid would be like, only it's 16 pages long and it doesn't have any requirements, much less a set in stone deadline.
(watch someone from yearbook find this and decide i'm not 'editor material'.)

tomorrow is valentines day.
i'm still dating that kid.
i asked him to be romantic for valentines day.
he said "murie, do you know who you're dating?"
we're going out for dinner though, which will be nice.
but you know...

alex jones shaved all his lovely hair off and i simply can't deal with it.

that about sums up my life at this moment in time.

oh, and i had a muffin for breakfast.