I got my ego epicly crapped on today. And I'm totally cool with it.

...I should amend the above statement. I got my ego crushed into a tiny ball, kicked to the curb, pissed on by a rabid dog, kicked into the gutter, covered in slime and shit (literally), then taken out by a trash collector, tossed into a dump on top of bloody, broken glass, covered in heavily used cat litter, then had that whole mess crapped on by pidgeons... and I'm still totally cool with it.

In other news, I am SO envious of the talent that the students at the LaGuardia High School for the Performing Arts have. It's basically... it's the school that the movie Fame is based on. The thing is, it actually, seriously is the school that Fame is based on.

So, to alleviate my envy, I'm going to go practice music.

But still. Damn. I feel pathetic. But... I went to a concert of theirs today. And they were just extraordinary. Just... gah. It was beautiful. But made me feel so horribly about my singing voice that hasn't been properly trained in about a year.  :/