Things I Think About

Arby’s Roast Beef Sandwich.  You guys.  Arby’s.  Think about the sound that makes.  Arby’s.  Ar. By’s.  R. Bs.  IT’S ROAST BEEFs!!!

And then I wiki’d it and I’m not making it up.

Nope, just kidding.  The founders were the Raffel Brothers.  Whatever.  I think mine is better.

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Who the heck names their kid ELPHABA?  Poor girl.

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Sometimes, I wish I could be a large, soulful black woman so I can sing like one.  Because DAY-UM.  They have some powerful, wonderful voices in them.

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I spend a lot of time thinking about what I would do with interviews, my Facebook, the pictures I have online, Tumblr, Twitter, and how I dress if I ever became famous.

As of right now, I don’t even have an agent or up-to-date headshots.

I think I’ll audition online for the Glee Project.

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What kind of impression do I leave on people when I meet them?

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Haha!  That sounds like I press myself against people and then leave a visible impression on their bodies.

That sounds silly.  Not everyone works like a memory foam mattress.  But it would be funny if they did… Whole new meaning to “I’m rubber and you’re glue!”  Everything I say bounces off of me and kind of leaves this funny dent in you.