Apr 04, 2004 17:15
I am auditioning for this play, "21 Rants About Working in a Drugstore". Send me good vibrations, kittens. I desire this role! Oh, what I wouldn't give for a cheap bottle of wine, a clean shirt, a role in that play and that cute boy to think I'm worth a damn.
It WAS significant. How long does it remain that way after I have severely fucked up the first date and phonecall after?