Alright, you guys...

You're bumming me out here. All 10 of you followers. Can I get a little comment love every now and then? Am I talking to myself?

Okay, probably yes...

So yeah, just like any normal person, I need a little blurb to share some exciting news: I have been given my DREAM ROLE with the Actor's Charitable Theatre here in Tuscaloosa. I will be playing the role of Mrs. Lovett, cannibal baker extrodinare! I'm pretty sure I spelled that last word wrong, but apparently it's not a real word to spellcheck. Go figure.

And I get to do this show with some of the most amazing people. One of my BFFs, Zacc Kimbrell will be my sweet Toby, and I get the opportunity, the GREAT honor, of sharing the stage with Doff Procter, who will be Sweeney Todd. Google him. He's AMAZING.

Words can never describe how nervous I am for this show. There's so much to learn, and it's difficult, too. Not to mention the fact that I need to be the character everyone knows Mrs. Lovett is. This is huge. I have to do Angela Lansbury, Helena Bonham Carter and Patty LuPone justice. Those are three pretty EPIC women who played this role. That's A LOT to follow. BIG shoes to fill.

Suuuuure, it's just in our little bubble of Tuscaloosa, but it's still IMPORTANT TO ME.

-deep breath-

So... Work has gotten a lot better lately. My hours have been up this week, and while I DESPERATELY don't want to, I'm working all weekend. But I did it to myself. I offered to take it. It's money in the bank, it's money in the bank, it's money in the baaaaaank... And hopefully all of the students will be gone since it's a long weekend.

My sweet Jasper is sleeping so soundly. Precious kitty... He's gotten into the routine of wanting to cuddle at least an hour or so before I'm supposed to get up. Which is really infuriating at the time, but it's so freaking sweet when you think about it. He does love his mommy...most days.

Okay, so I didn't have really anything interesting to say this time, so I won't be THAT upset if I don't get any comments on my lonely blog.

LOVE.

I feel like I have a lot to say...

So I'm just going to write a blog post about it. I haven't done one in a while.

A lot has happened. And a lot I don't remember.

So, last night I couldn't sleep for reasons I can't say, or I'd have to kill you. So, I was up, you know, around 1:00-1:30 AM. That's around the time I finally went to sleep. And I did so thinking, "Oh, I'm so glad I don't have class tomorrow. I'm not going to wake up until 10."

Set my alarm for 10.

I was still geared up from last night that my body woke me up at 8:15 this morning, or something like that. I was so angry because I was able to sleep late and I couldn't. But it wasn't just my fault. Jasper likes to cuddle early in the morning, which requires me to lie a certain way so he can curl up under my arm. So it's pretty much his fault, too. But it's so cute that I can't be mad.

So...here't the story, here's the thing...8:30 rolls around. And I'm suddenly O_O upright in my bed. "Oh mah gah, I DO have class! At 9!" It didn't go exactly like that, seeing how I will admit that I may or may not have used a couple of expletives in the above sentence. I pretty much rolled out of bed and went to class.

Monday night after Sweeney auditions, I painted my fingernails with liquid sunshine. And I was happy ALL DAY Tuesday. Every time I looked at my nails, I was like, "Awe, pretty!" Nail polish is therapeutic.

Actually, I don't really have that much to say. Huh.

I'm tired. And I need for tonight to be here.