circus folk

i think i want to join the circus. seriously. cirque du soleil is hiring singers for the next tour group, bound for the russian frontier (i think). it's very tempting. okay, so, i'd have to wear a spandex bodysuit, which really nobody is ready for, particularly not those who are so nice as to flatter me that i'm actually managing to rock my cybervictorian androgyne supervixen look. and people might fall off trapezes on to my head. but...but...i'd be in the circus! how bloody cool would that be?! i would be able to tell my descendents (or, more realistically, my sister's) that i really, truly ran away to join the circus.

after all, in a manner of speaking, my family believes that's what i've already done.

the fact that the auditions are in stockholm next week (or something like that) is only a minor detail. minor. totally

oh, and happy birthday, britney spears. you're all legal today!