sondheimmcgeek | (no subject)

Seeing Jefferson was really great. It was nice to catch up and find out where others are (if anyone doesn't know, Ricky, Roy, and Matt are in New York right now). Talked and Joked about pretty much everything. I told him how I left my JRB autograph at home because I didn't think my house was to really flood much. *headdesk* He suggested I write to JRB, explain what happened, and see if he'll send me another one. I think I will. I mean, I can supply some concrete evidence that I was at Le Chat Noir that night and I'm pretty sure if I mention the stolen song sheet he'll remember me. I just have to figure out how to get in touch with him.

Yesterday I rode the transit to Target and was approached by a young man:

Him: So...where are you going?
Me:...Target
Him: May I go with you?
Me:...No...
Him: Oh, well where can I reach you so that we can still be friends?
Me:....

Got a much needed blanket.

Found a Barnes & Noble, but they don't sell music or sheet music.

Today we were supposed to present our monologues in my Voice I class. They got through the girl right before me and then stopped. I was all ready to go, too. *shnaps*

It's starting to get cooler, reminding me that I need a winter coat.

Rita broke the leeve, so my house is/was once again flooded. Oh well, can't exactly do much damage now. My parents are going in this weekend I think to see what can be salvaged.

My mailing address right now is 525 South State Street, Chicago, IL (still don't know the zip code, though...) and I'm in rom 632 (you'll have to put that on there if you send me anything). Also, please feel free to call. I'd love to hear from some people other than my parents.