Birthdays abound!

I have celebrated so much birthdays lately! It's making me even more excited for mine!

Amanda's birthday was Friday so we went out to XS on Thursday and went down to Town on Friday to celebrate. Amanda, Jeff, Cody, Michael, and I went down to DC with Brendan. Coincidentally, my friend Aaron has been celebrating his birthday as well (which was Wednesday) in the same locations. To surprise Amanda, Brighid and Tyler came down to DC. She loved it. (I'll let you all imagine the things going on in my head.) Town was actually really awkward and uncomfortable for me until I decided to bail on the people I came with and hang out almost exclusively with Alphonso. I guess I should have taken three Percocets instead of just two. (The third one for the high and not the pain relief -- although I got jostled a lot and that was not fun either.)

So, this week has been overall, quite enjoyable because, honestly, karma's a raging bitch on PMS and she is kicking everybody's asses. I know it's sick, but I love it. There's been several examples of this, most of which I'm not going to get into because I know that won't end well.

First -- and probably my favorite -- who remembers Anthony? My ex who cheated on me, on my campus after just a couple weeks? Saw him -- didn't recognize him, he looks reminiscent of a hobo at the moment -- and he proceeded to tell me, as if I would be sympathetic, that his ex cheated on him. With a girl. Actually, the situation it seems was very Kat-esque in that the girl was in the picture the whole time, and Anthony was unknowingly the "other man".
Love. My. Life.

There is another karmic incident that you will no doubt be interested in, but at present I can't.

My least favorite of these incidents is actually a realization that I totally had my own karmic kickback (that doesn't seem to be over yet). I'm not going to get into too much, because the boy in question does read this blog. (Or did...given his (what I've interpreted as) distant and strange behavior over the past couple days, I'm not going to make any attempts to predict anything he does.) Suffice to say, I was an asshole and I had the whole thing with Michael coming to me, totally earned. Not sure I've earned all of the treatment I've been getting but...oh well. I've been told by multiple people I just need to let "it" blow over for a few days. No clue was "it" is, of course. And I'd rather have "it" get talked about than have "it" lying under the surface of our friendship waiting for an opportunity to boil to the surface and cause even more trouble later.

Now, for the final point of this entry...Jeff, Adam Brody is this guy:And whether or not you agree with me, you definitely look like the love child of Adam Brody and Orlando Bloom.

"Can a simple tune flow through you?"

To express to you exactly how crazy my week has been, I'll tell you this: I have three -- yes, three -- saved drafts of posts from during the week that were from times when I thought I had time to write, and didn't.

So, keep your eyes peeled for posts from before this, an in-depth of the Superbowl Sunday party; a discussion of sour gummy candies; and a recounting of my various auditions of the week.

So I will summarize the auditions: I auditioned and got called back to two different things. I have since been cast as Mr. Kraler in The Diary of Anne Frank. I hate myself for this, but I am not enthused for this role. But then I remember similar feelings for other shows, and I've ended up loving them. So I'm trying to draw comparisons between this role and Jellaby from Arcadia (he's a similarly sized part) to drum up enthusiasm. So far, no luck. I'll get there, I'm sure.
I may or may not have been cast in the stage reading of The Trouble With Therapy, I really haven't checked the cast list. I need to do that though. I'm not holding my breath but we'll see.

Also, invitations to this sort of prom-esque dance our college has for juniors and seniors got sent out this week. It's in April, but we have to register this month...and I'm pretty sure that's with our dates too. I'm still looking for my date. Before you even say it, I asked James and he said no. I have a couple back up plans, should nothing pan out (thank you Damon and Dakota for that!)

So, I headed to XS after sort of but not really getting ready because I was hurrying to get there after one of my call-back auditions. It was a DJ Khumeleon week which means, of course, that it is packed and with a lot of straight men from Maryland. As usual, most of the guys I wanted to talk to were straight but...
I did meet a boy, though. And for fear of jinxing anything, that's all I'll say.
Oh, and he looks reminiscent Adam Brody. Only prettier and taller.


Friday, I went straight from classes to Harrisburg where I met up with Carl and we went down to the apartment he is living at where several of us met up before going down to Towson to meet up with the rest of the gang.
Ultimately, we had three cars going down to DC this week. That's a record for us and our entourage was huge. It was a lot of fun though. Like an extra ultra lot of fun.

Saturday was interesting only because, in all of the cars, and car-switching, etc that had occured when leaving Town I had managed to get separated from my jacket. And my car keys. So things got complex but we managed to reunite me with all of my stuff and I was able to collect and deposit my paycheck. Which is good, because I was overdrawn. Unfortch, that won't change til tomorrow.

So, basically, I'm facing the most profound lack of money I have ever personally experienced. Something to get used to, since I'm graduating in three semesters. :P
Overall though, I'm pretty content.
In fact, I think, right now the only thing that could make me more content would be having a new outfit (or two) for this weekend coming up. Yeaya!