Last night was epic. I won’t recount the whole evening for the sake of those with angelic impressions of my behavior, but I will detail a number of things I can now check off on my lifetime to-do list.
48. Ride in the trunk of a car because, with 11 people in the portion typically used for seating, there’s just no way your ass is making it home otherwise.
91. Have a blacklight dorm room highlighter party and scribble obscene bathroom-stall-esque pictures all over some of your favorite friends.
183. Actually watch someone eat the agave worm from the bottom of the tequila bottle. Hallucinations may have followed, I’m not sure, but homeboy didn’t look like he was feeling so well.
In other news, I got cast yesterday in a production of Bernstein’s Candide. I’m beyond thrilled, as it’s been a long time since I did any kind of classical singing. So, even if it’s not your kind of music, you guys have to listen to this absolutely gorgeous aria, Candide’s Lament. The tenor is William Burden, arguably America’s best tenor at the moment. There’s so much emotional presence in his voice, made even easier by Bernstein’s soaring melody. It gives me goosebumps and is now firmly placed in my audition repertoire.
Workout Accountability Report (for yesterday):
Weights: Inner and outer thighs, calves (2 sets of 15 calf raises at 130 pounds. Ouchies this morning.), and quads with the leg press.
30 minutes on the elliptical.
Plan for today is a 5-mile run, crunches, and then some evening yoga. Need to find some exercises to target my hamstrings. Thoughts?