Two months is way too long. But there's lots of good stuff going on. Christmas was wonderful, of course--especially getting to meet Margaret Jean. My anniversary (January 11th) was awesome. Mark gave me the sweetest card, and we went out for Thai. We are so cool. Mark has finally finished moving (did I mention that I found a great new apartment for him? I don't think so), after weeks of carrying boxes up and down many flights of stairs. I never want to move anybody ever again. As if I had a choice in the matter... Speaking of moving, I had my first graduate audition last weekend, at the University of Minnesota. Yup, my mother and I flew up to Minneapolis, the land of Garrison Keillor and record low temperatures. (Though I was more afraid of the prospect of spending the whole weekend with my mother than of frostbite. What do you know, it was forty-five degrees the whole time we were up there.) Everything went really well--I was nervous, but I felt comfortable and very prepared by the time I got to sing. And guess what? The four voice teachers voted unanimously to accept me. Yay! :) I think I would really like it there, though it's really far away from everybody and everything I know and love. Well, whatever happens is meant to be, I guess. My next stop is ________, which is less than four hours away. Mark and I leave a week from tomorrow, and my audition is sometime on February 9th. I'm doing the same pieces as I did in Minneapolis, so there should be no surprises. On the 22nd we fly out to Tallahassee, for my Florida State audition. I have two more pieces to prepare for FSU, so that's the one I'm sort of worried about. But that's in three weeks! I have plenty of time.

So what have I been doing for fun lately? Well, I'm currently reading Dune by Frank Herbert. (I tried to read it when I was 15, but it was just too dense. It's just wonderful!) Currently on my CD player: Tori Amos' Strange Little Girls (of course!), the Ani double CD, and Fire of Freedom by Black 47. In my car I have Extreme's III Sides to Every Story on perpetual replay. Don't ask me why I felt compelled to revisit that--but lightning strike me down, I actually LIKE it. It must be all the drugs...