My voice jury was today—and it went really well. I think I sounded a little too angry though—I will have to work on my primary emotions. Rachel and I had a good cry afterwards. Now I am going to smoke, drink, skittle-gorge, and yell myself into permanent vocal damage. Jk. But I am not going to practice for like 2 weeks. Scandalous!
Bizarre dream catalyzed by my compulsive cell bio studying. I was like, “Yes, Dr. Stomhaug, of course I know what an action potential is.” And then to prove my point I electrocuted a whale. Until it died.
Does that freak you out? Because it definitely freaks me out. What else is hidden in my subconscious?
To my friend Robyn: I swear to god I love animals…