The Halls are Alive. . .

. . . with the sounds of people getting ready for auditions.

Yeah, today was the first day of auditioning for "Rocky Horror Show" and 3rd Henry was echoing with showtunes and monologues. I was really rather jealous. I LOVED doing musicials in high school. I loved auditioning, and blocking, and costuming, and singing, and dancing. I almost auditioned, but I had to convince myself that I would have to be insane to clear my schedule for all the work I had to do and then get cast in a mainstage production. . . It's just I miss it alot. It may sound really arrogant, but dammit this girl can sing. AND she can dance. And she can own a stage. But she's a bio major, so she never gets to prove herself. Oh well. I'll just sing my showtunes when no one else is around.

Jiu Jitsu thought for the day: Why does groundfighting make me giggle? (groundfighting is, btw, wrestling your opponent and trying to choke them or pin them until they tap out, and usually involves rolling around and choking folks with your legs). Sure, I know why WATCHING ground fighting makes me giggle. . . I mean, come on, it's people wrestling. USUALLY sweaty guys wrestling, and I have always found this endlessly amusing. But I giggle ALL the time during groundfighting. I'm not sure if it's appropriate or not.

I think mainly it's because it's SOO much fun. Don't ask me why. I feel deprived as a girl, because girls don't tend to wrestle. I have just about zero experience--outside of "highschool experiences"---wrestling someone. For one thing, I tend to roll off a person when I should be trying to pin them. I keep forgetting the importance of pinning and choking. I roll off of the mount position like a weeble. And then I giggle like a madperson. Or like today, when I was on my back getting attacked, I got my uke in a sort of headlock where I had my legs wrapped around their head, and a firm grip on their arm. I have no idea what to do next. And suddenly they start to stand up, and I'm thinking, "NAH, he can't lift me! I'll just hold on tighter." And then suddenly I'm dangling off the ground several inches like a christmas ornament, holding on to that arm for dear life. And I start giggling again. I found out later I was supposed to let go as soon as they started to pick me up. OH well! It's just fun. Damnit, Jiu Jitsu is fun, with the exception of the occasional episode of uncomfortableness and the time we practice breakfalls and I give myself whiplash, or when I break my pinky toe. . ..