I am not a hero, I am not an angel
This is the first time I've used a laptop in my room...so it's the first time I've ever had the luxury of using the internet from my bed...AMA-ZA-ZING!
Life is pretty okay I suppose. saturday was my first gig and it went swimmingly. We were on a Wendella boat on the river, and it was all in the middle of the Magnificent Mile. We sang to the people as they were getting on, then when we 'took off'. THEN we got to watch the night's fireworks with a city backdrop, soooo goreously romantic (except uhhh we were just 4 random carolers and not lusting for one another...and I'll have you know the word lusting reminds me of America's Next Top Model season 1). Then we sang lots more sporadically, whenever the tour woman wasn't giving a tour. it was a beautiful night and I was just grateful to be on a boat on the river. I've been on the lake plenty, but never the river. Oh of course, it was freezing as all hell, a little misty now and then, and at the end of the night I couldn't feel my feet. But hey being on a boat for 2 hours, singing and entertaining a crowd in cute costumes and getting 100 bucks for it? Pretty sweet. My next gig is Friday at a Country Club, very swell. I hear they tip generously and I get to be with Marie! Suh-weet.
I never mentioned much about East Village Opera Company weekend. I think I have to save it all for it's own entry though. Pretty special/spectacular.
I am yay happy for Thanksgiving break even though I'm not getting much of a break and even though I wish life wasn't happening so fast. I can't be the only one who thinks time is moving at a freakish pace, right? When did it get to be Thanksgiving week?! Dubbya tee eff.
Well I hope you're all well and safe and hawt and all that jazz. Happy Tuesday.