Nerves

Woke up very early today due to day-of-audition nerves. I'm not so much worried about the callback itself as I am about getting there on time and finding a place to park. I'm worried about the rush-hour traffic, since I'm not really sure when that starts or when it goes to. I need to be by 10AM at Boston University, and for the first audition I left forty-five minutes in advance and was still late. I really, really don't want to do that again, it stressed me out too much. And God knows I suck at street-parking.

Still haven't picked what I'm wearing. Should go do that now.

Post-callback

Well, that was a bit anti-climactic. I just got home from the callback. I got there crazy early, but I had no problem parking and just waited until 10 rolled around. There were two other kids there, one a girl a bit older than me with a deep voice, and one a boy about my age with a high voice. They each read for Malcolm; I read for Donalbain. Then he checked how tall we all were, then sent me off. I'm not sure what to think from that. Since I was the only one that read for Donalbain, it may be that's the part the director wants to give me. It's not a big role, but I'd be perfectly content with it. Still, he heard so little from me, it may be he isn't interested. I really don't know. He said he'd let us know sometime next week.

Well said, Dad.

"Food and wine are like a married couple. And they love each other."

Heehee.