F*** Ehly

All collegiate choir sucked balls. Eph Ehly is a crazy.  Here's an honest-to-god quote: "They may take our jobs and wear our pants but they'll NEVER be tenors and basses!" (about women). Good for you, Eph. Good thing is I bonded with Ryan Hampton and James Hutchings. 

I'm trying to clean my room and it's gross. I have SO MUCH WORK to do that it's frightening. So I'm cleaning my room. I don't know how I work...

Boo Ya!

So Dr. Crabb just said "Boo Ya!" to Lindsey Lang in the form of "I know you don't want to go to All Collegiate Choir, but you have to."

Well played, Dr. Crabb. Well played.

Post Boston

I loved Boston like Charlene Archebeque loves hot toddies.  I think they really liked me at NEC. But only time will tell if I get admitted (or get any money...).  

Back in Columbia I have a new winter coat, a new duvet cover, and I'm incredibly lonely.

Womp womp womp.

Speaking of Charlene Archebeque, Dr. Crabb and I have been very buddy-buddy lately so I'm going to try to see if I can get out of all-collegiate choir in KC this week.