Workin' for the Weekend

The week went by so fast! I had to go to campus police HQ a handful of times to tell them more about Failed Mugging Monday, and a Dean I have a good relationship with insisted that I stop by to talk to her. I told her I was fine but quickly added that it would be solid if she could rustle up a a job for me in her office for the summer.
My classes don't seem like they're going to be too stressful, which is nice, and my professors are all entertaining enough. My fave [other than TAing for Modern Dance] is most likely going to be Sociology of Culture since there are pretty good people in it, it meets once a week, and the professor acts like a kid. Today we watched a youtube video where a woman talked about how much she loved selling lawn gnomes to "blue collar Americans."

I remade my msn messenger account earlier this week. The cute guy from my trip [I'm going to start calling him Trip Guy] has been messaging me on facebook and asked me if I had msn. I messaged Baliarina in all caps asking her if she remembered what my info was and since she's magical she found it. But after all her work I couldn't remember my password, so I just started from scratch.
Overall it's a good thing, even though Bailarina and Trip Guy have both made fun of me for not knowing how anything works on it. I've also been talking to one of B's girlfriends that I met during the week. In the course of a week I have completely taken over her facebook favorite quotations section with things from our conversations.

Last night I tried out for FAME [I think you're supposed to write it in all caps, which I like because I yell it in my head every time I type it like in the song] with one of my Dance Group girls. The dance portion of the tryout was first and we were the best dancers in the room by miles so we passed the time grabassing and working ourselves up into such a gigglefit that we behaved badly through the singing and acting parts. We should know tomorrow what the results are. I'm not holding my breath about it since I'm not great at either singing or acting, but it would be totally fun to be in a musical after my 6-year hiatus from musical theater.

Tonight at capoeira we did a triple birthday roda [meaning everyone has to play against whoever's birthday it is] for me, Espada, and Capoeira Guy. I know, it's unbelievably insane that my birthday the same week as those two. Capoeira Guy is hosting a party for the 3 of us at his place on Saturday; I wonder how surprised he's going to be when I don't sleep over. He seriously doesn't seem to realize that I am not so much a fan of his anymore. Espada, on the other hand, has been flirtier than he was before the break: he gives me little nudges when we're talking, he makes me stretch with him before class, he makes jokes with me during warm-ups, he picked me up and put me over his shoulder when we were playing tonight...none of which he did before. Nice.
Girly Aside to B: I'm definitely going to be Trip Guy's nice-pretend-Jewish-girl wife some day, but I might have to play with Espada for a little in the meantime. Hehe.

Friday night the Dance Group girls are getting together for a potluck dinner and debauchery.
Saturday is the triple-birthday capoeira party. During the day I'm going to get my birthday present to myself.
Sunday my roommates [down to just Hot Lesbian and this wicked annoying guy due to study abroad] and I are having a birthday party for me at our apartment.
Monday is my actual birthday and the 21+ Dance Group girls are going to take me out and show me a good time.
My plan is to avoid a hangover by staying drunk!