Yesterday I helped my friend Alyssa record her piano project and upload it to Facebook. It literally took us eighteen tries. She wanted it to be perfect, and I was just being impatient. But we finally got it near-perfect, which we were both willing to accept at that point in time. None of this would've ever happened had I not told her that she was playing the song in the wrong meter...
Anyhow, yesterday also felt like Friday, so today feels like Saturday to me. I slept through my 10 o'clock music theory class and barely made it to my 11 o'clock voice lesson. My voice teacher is no fool. Plus, we have a pretty open relationship. I'm pretty comfortable just talking to her. I told her about sleeping through class. She just laughed and made a sarcastic threat to whip me. I love her.
Why am I not doing laundry right now?
The fact is, I love October weather. Scratch that. I love all weather at the end of the year. Lately it's been really cloudy and excessively cold. But today, the sun is out in a way that's not abrasive or threatening. It's one of those days when the sun is just there to keep you cheerful and warm your skin while the wind chills your face. Looking outside my window, I could easily be misled to believe that today is a typically hot and sunny Oklahoma day.
This evening I'll be working the Ultimate Terrors Haunted House at Belle Isle. It's a pretty amazing haunted house. It's actually three separate haunted houses. The people who run it really went all out in making it over-the-top terrifying. It's got all the goods--clowns, laser lights, ghosts, zombie brides, corpses hanging in bags, creepy little children, and fog machines galore. Not to mention the massive amount of technical machinery they built specifically for the three houses. There's one spot in the "Code Blue" house where an electronic snake lunges a good foot and a half out of a wooden crate and spits water at the passerby. It's completely terrifying.
The most terrifying part about the haunted house, though, is working it. Fridays and Saturdays it runs from 6 to midnight. That's SIX HOURS of screaming, moaning, sweating, and acting insane. It's definitely a tiring process, especially on the slow nights during the week, like Monday or Thursday. Luckily, the haunted house is only open for FOUR hours those nights.
We're basically being blacklisted by the main director of opera/music theater at the university if we don't work the haunted house, because it's a fundraiser for the highly-revered senior showcase.
One of my friends told me last night that he wanted to watch an old Christmas movie and drink hot cocoa. And as much as I said I hate old Christmas movies, that actually sounds like a good idea. This cold weather is just magical. I can't imagine how obnoxious it must be to other people to have to listen to me prattle about fall and winter weather. It's one of the few overtly simple things in life that make me happy, so I enjoy talking about it.
When I was walking back to my dorm after lunch, I heard this awful squawking noise coming from the tree above me. I looked up and saw a handsome little blue jay perched on a branch. It was he who was making that awful noise. I guess I've never actually heard a blue jay before. I was surprised to even see one on campus.
It's laundry time. For real now.
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