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thepnutgalleryWoke up around 3am, but managed to get a little more rest in, which is good. Ended up staying about 30 min late at work to get some last minute stuff in, then heading to the gym. I only managed about a 45 min workout, but that's better than nothing. I didn't really have any interest in any of my video games at home, but also had nothing better to do any no energy. I almost bought some old Beat 'Em Up games, but I missed most of them. X-Men, TMNT, etc.
Joe had messaged me earlier in the day, confirming that I would actually be at this audition, so even though my head was whispering to me again, I forced myself to get there. The first number was not a good fit. I did alright, but I didn't stand out, and I was the only one there. At that point, we were joined by a second person who'd apparently been there for the auditions last week as well. He was behind me at first, so I couldn't see him when we learned the second number. I have a hard time learning choreography at auditions, much less two numbers, but the second set of choreo was amaaaaaaaazing. Sassy, jazzy, flowy goodness. Joe mentioned he thought he say Cassie's head pop. Eventually we paused because the guy behind me couldn't get the hang of a 3 step turn. They said they'd contact me soon, I left to pick Julian up, then met Tim at my place.
I said hi to Pupple and Tim, made dinner - lemon artichoke pasta with chickpeas. Tim had some, but Pupple eventually started snarling at everything and Tim had to take him home. My mom called, and Julian tried to give me shit for not talking to her enough. We laid on the couch for a bit, but then he wanted to fuck and I'd jerked off twice, which started another fight. Why did I even pick him up? No, not because he asked me to, there must be some other reason. I vaguely recall telling him I didn't love him on Friday, which I'm sure is what all this is really about. But it's just so fucking exhausting to deal with. Then he tried to retcon some previous arguments/fights we've had, claiming I was a drunk. Ummmmmm.......he finally relented, but cried himself to sleep.
Joe had messaged me earlier in the day, confirming that I would actually be at this audition, so even though my head was whispering to me again, I forced myself to get there. The first number was not a good fit. I did alright, but I didn't stand out, and I was the only one there. At that point, we were joined by a second person who'd apparently been there for the auditions last week as well. He was behind me at first, so I couldn't see him when we learned the second number. I have a hard time learning choreography at auditions, much less two numbers, but the second set of choreo was amaaaaaaaazing. Sassy, jazzy, flowy goodness. Joe mentioned he thought he say Cassie's head pop. Eventually we paused because the guy behind me couldn't get the hang of a 3 step turn. They said they'd contact me soon, I left to pick Julian up, then met Tim at my place.
I said hi to Pupple and Tim, made dinner - lemon artichoke pasta with chickpeas. Tim had some, but Pupple eventually started snarling at everything and Tim had to take him home. My mom called, and Julian tried to give me shit for not talking to her enough. We laid on the couch for a bit, but then he wanted to fuck and I'd jerked off twice, which started another fight. Why did I even pick him up? No, not because he asked me to, there must be some other reason. I vaguely recall telling him I didn't love him on Friday, which I'm sure is what all this is really about. But it's just so fucking exhausting to deal with. Then he tried to retcon some previous arguments/fights we've had, claiming I was a drunk. Ummmmmm.......he finally relented, but cried himself to sleep.
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