shadowdaddy picked me up afterwards, and we ran home so I could have a bite to eat and warm up before my lesson. By the time I got there (having run through most of my material from Chicago and Cabaret on the drive over), I was in very good form, and during warm ups I found out that part of the reason I was having such a damn hard time reaching notes during Monday night's practice was that I was trying to be quiet. Once I started aiming for the back of the room, the entire quality of my voice changed, and I suddenly remembered why I thought I might even rate trying out for a musical. By the end of the lesson, Jessica and I were duetting on my audition piece (since second soprano sound really strange without its top), and as I raced to meet and match her lovely voice with my own, I fell into the joy of singing like I hadn't in a really long time. God, it was fun.
Uh, yeah, so afterwards we went to see Floating Weeds, a movie about an acting troop stuck in a small town in Japan while they slowly run out of money. Though I could say a lot about it (really scary misogyny, lots of lovely tableaux, very different set of characters from the usual Ozu flick), I willI instead say that I talked to the woman that would be the hiring manager for the London office today and she wants me to send her my resume again. That'll give me a chance to polish it up before it goes out - apparently they lost all of their mail for a day so she never got it the first time. Things are looking good both for an interview while I'm there AND for maybe getting a more challenging job than Localization testing. Huzzah!