So riddle me this: why is it that I go for MONTHS with no exciting evening plans whatsoever, and then, I have two big things happening at the VERY SAME TIME on the VERY SAME NIGHT? Tomorrow night, I’ll be at Barry Manilow while my Tarheels play in the Sweet Sixteen. I mean, honestly. What are the chances? How do you choose between Tyler Hansborough and The Showman of Our Time? You can’t. You just can’t. Which is why I am hoping that one of my friends will agree to text me the score periodically, so I can keep up while rocking out to “Copacabana” and “Mandy.” (Rocking out may be the wrong word. Or maybe not?) At any rate, it should be an exciting night.

In other news, it’s that time again, when the reviews start to come in for Lock and Key. So far, most have been really good, which is wonderful, but occasionally you get a not so good one, which kind of knocks the wind out of you. I won’t post it here, as that’s just too masochistic even for me, so I’ll just do like the song says and Accentuate the Positive by posting the best line: “Dessen’s tone, however, is invitingly non-threatening and will reward patient readers.” That’s nice, right?

I have always been entirely too invested in reviews, all the way back to when Someone Like You got slammed in the Daily Tar Heel, the student paper at UNC. It got zero stars (or feet, I think, was how they measured them, but you get the picture). I carried that review around with me for months before my best friend Bianca seized it from me at a wedding and flushed it down the toilet. I like to think I’m a LITTLE bit better now, if only because I have that much more experience. Now, I get a not-great review, or a nasty comment somewhere, and I feel that initial twinge. It still hurts. But it doesn’t last as long, and I move on faster. There’s also the fact, these days, that between the hormones and ongoing sleep deprivation I cannot remember ANYTHING. It stinks when I forget my keys or lose my phone, but in this case, it’s kind of nice. Again: a positive!

Okay, I’m off to think about what to wear for the Barry Show. Should I go Copa casual? Dress for a Weekend in New England? Hmmmm…

Have a good day, everyone!
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