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Oh, HUZZAH! Read the Seattle Times' review of "Proof"--Naka, it looks like some ass-kicking won't be necessary, because it's fabulous! Ye-ES!
I'm so so happy for them. So so happy. :D

On the other hand the amount of work I have to do this weekend is suddenly hitting me over the head with a sledgehammer. I have to write two papers--one ten page term paper, I shit you not, and one shorter 'geography' paper--and read the entirety of Cicero's Republic and the rather long and involved introduction. Plus whatever history reading we have (I think we're getting into God--I mean, Thucydides--and more Plato. It's not that I won't enjoy it, because I'm actually excited about all the stuff we're doing but it's just...so...MUCH.

So there's no talking to anyone this weekend. No fiddling around on Shoebox or checking for updates on comics, no emailing and definetely no AIM. (Well. Maybe a little. For a break. Maybe.)

Tonight I'm auditioning for the student-directed one-acts...am I insane? I don't have the time. I really don't. But honestly I cannot keep myself away. Theater is my drug and I am so addicted it's hopeless. (Not that I'd have it any other way.)

And I was going to email Shauna to meet with her what, last week? Argh. Maybe next. Agh! So much to DO!

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Just got off the phone with mum...somehow talking to the parents always makes me feel better. I'm going home this weekend and I'm going to bring my paper with me so I can talk at them about it, which always helps; and which also means that I'm not worrying about that paper now. I get to do everything else instead, haha...
Also apparently the Honors library has been culled and there are books looking for new homes...old books. I'm going to Everyday Music soon to search for jazz LPs, as well...because it's simply necessary. (Mmmmm....jazz records, so--beautiful!)

Went to get my piroshky and plant today. Plant is v. happy, sitting on my shelf. Piroshky is moldy, which made me severely annoyed, as I am extremely hungry and really wanted some. Grrrrargh. Oh well. Going to dinner now. Food is good, even if it's not piroshky.