Today the College Democrats hosted a rally with Terry McAuliffe, Chairman of the DNC. Coolness squared! And now, Ko and I have new signs and buttons and bumper stickers and assorted swag to further liberalize our room. Did I mention we’re co-hall captains for the College Dems? Because I should probably mention that at some point, seeing as how Ko has rerouted all her LJ readers to my blog in absence of her posting anything, ever, in the past age. XD Guest speaking at the rally, before Chairman McAuliffe arrived, was Melissa Fitzgerald, who plays Carol (CJ’s secretary) on The West Wing. W00t. Pics here.

I didn’t get into Penn Singers, which was no surprise, especially considering that they only let members miss one hour of rehearsal a week, and I’d have to miss an hour and a half due to my film history screenings on Tuesday nights. Maybe next semester. And after three rejections from the Singers, I find that it gets easier each time. I find I feel only mildly bitter that they’re the only theatrical people to reject me when every other director has not only not rejected me, but given me a principal role since Mrs. Felice jump started my theatrical exploits by casting me in H2$. Yes. Just mild bitterness, as they do have their rules and my audition was quite bad and plenty of girls would do anything to land some of the roles I’ve had. Grr, got to get off this line of thought. I wonder what time Fresh Grocer closes; chocolate soymilk sounds really good right now, and I finished up my carton the other day. Maybe pineapple juice will make it better. Man, how does everyone in this suite have chocolate except for me? And why is no one else here so I can ask permission to steal it?

Meanwhile, someone linked me to this alternative Chosen script. Uh, spoiler alert for anyone it may concern. In its own way, it clears up some ambiguous or otherwise unresolved stuff (or stuff that had other fanon explanations beforehand), but also tends to beat the reader over the head with the tieing of several aforementioned threads. And I might never be able to forgive Joss if it was The First in the “fade out on Buffy and Spike standing at opposite sides of the basement” scene rather than the real Buffy. Hmph.

In other news, Jewel Staite is adoreable.

Here endeth tonight’s moodswing. :D