not falling down

You know what happens when I leave with a blank Google page up on my screen before my roommate gets back?

A year ago they were asking “is irony dead?” Even in my frame of mind that day, I knew that was aload of crap.

For instance, I got the lead in the fall play last night. It’s my first lead since I got tocollege, and of course I’m eye-twitchingly thrilled to have it, but at the same time I don’t reallyfeel like I earned it. Tony knows me well enough by now to trust me with handling a largeseriocomic part, and I’m glad for that. At the same time, though, two other guys really beat myaudition last night pretty hard–Will, who got the second guy part, and this guy Josh (I believeit’s his first year).

So I have a feeling I was actually cast a while ago. It certainly wouldn’t be the first time, butthen I have to wonder why we go through auditions at all if they’re mostly pretense.

The irony I referred to is this: I don’t get the parts I think I’ve earned. I don’t think I earnthe parts I get.

I’d go on to compare that to my love life, but then I’d have to hit myself in the face.

it’sbecause I can spell confusion with a k
and I can like it