Okay, I need help, suggestions, and/or advice. I’ve been putting so much effort into polishing a showtune audition piece for a theatre production that I didn’t even think about a capella. Any suggestions for non-showtune songs (preferably only a couple minutes long — stay on the short side)? A bit of experimentation last night revealed that Tori Amos sounds good on my voice, and the Penny Loafers and Off the Beat have done a bit of Tori in the past. Indigo Girls are good… wah. Why didn’t I think to prepare for this more in advance? I have four days! *panics*

And wow, I’ve just come to realize how little work I’ve done for Men at Arms in the past year. I tried out for Dark of the Moon, the Jesuit fall play, with “Whatever Happened to Honor,” as it was the only piece I’d finished and what I had of “Another City” absolutely sucked, and I’m still practically at this exact point a year later. Although “Another City” admittedly sucks a great deal less than it did at the beginning of my senior year, it’s still rubbish, and although I’ve written quite a fair share of “It’s Going to be You” and “I’ve Given You My Heart,” they’ve still got a ways to go. Okay, but I’ve done quite a bit of orchestration for “Another City” and the reprise, and “Fair Warning” is entirely new and I’ve got a couple verses for it, I’ve got a potential reprise for “Whatever Happened to Honor” pretty much done, and I don’t think “Angua” existed this time last year. And I’m fairly sure I’ve actually accomplished a bit on the ever-evolving “My Kind of Town.” “Powers of Two” hasn’t changed since summer a year ago, nor has “Too Much to Lose” (though the reprise has changed a bit in my head).

Okay, so I have accomplished more than I initially thought, but hey, it’s been a year. Someday I’m going to set a deadline for when I’m going to record one or two songs on my computer (for myself and you guys, if you want to hear it). It might not be the final version, but it’ll force me to accomplish stuff — lyrics in particular. It’ll be the musical equivalent of NaNoWriMo, except not insane.

Because my previous pictures somehow gave the impression that our room is large, I felt compelled to post this. Our room is not large. Our room is tiny.

To answer questions posed in comment fields:

Matt: The toga party was a school-sponsored event and part of Orientation. It was held in a museum! There was no consumption of alcohol and no fraternities or sororities involved.

Britt: No, sadly you cannot move in. There’s barely room for two beds in here.

Allison: Good point. From now on, all Allisons, Rebeccas, and Britts must identify which one they are.

Renata: No comic book store? *points and makes Nelson ha-ha laugh* And today I found a magazine store that carries a couple comics just around the corner! I’m going to see if I can special order 1602. :D

Things one does not do every day:

Running through pouring rain in slippery platform shoes that are with every stride rubbing skin from your instep, wearing only a sheet.

Okay, so I had a bra and shorts on underneath, of course, and it was all secured with safety pins. Gotta love toga parties. I’m just glad I left when it was raining lightly and the heavy rain only started up about two blocks from the dorm. And the guy I walked back with to the dorm was a gentleman and took off his toga (he was fully clothed underneath, pervs) and let me use the sheet to keep my head dry. Of course, both it and I were soaking by the time we got to the dorm, but still, it was a very nice gesture, especially from someone I’d never met before.

Yay college.

Alicey wanted pics of my dorm, and I was all too happy to oblige. Here we go:

My Desk: see Jimmy, my lovely artbooks and schoolbooks and WIAN references and such, my beloved fan, my Moulin Rouge poster I haven’t put up with (covering my beloved scan/copy/printer), my vintage Penn penant, my chair, my LOTR poster, etc.

My Bed: My “Discworld Family Values” poster (AWESOME, I *heart* it), then posters for H2$, Ten Little Indians, DotM, and MoLM. I still need to put up all the pictures I brought from home of my friends and art I’ve gotten from you guys.

Rachel, mah roomie! The weird “Effects of G-Forces” poster could not be further from the kind of image I would expect on her wall.

Rachel’s Desk, also featuring the fridge and stereo.