just used a hole-punch as a pair of scissors.

Anneka, Zoe, Kaya, Hilary--you are wonderful amazing loving people. I had such a good time last night...
After waiting for my dad for an abnormally long time, I finally got the car and went to Anneka's...and we hung about and had an extremely girly and emotional and silly--but also wonderful--Lovefest which was entirely enjoyable. And really good food. And a fire in the fireplace, and good music. It was fantastic.

I love Midsummer's and Theater Lab so much. I am actually somewhat regretting now that I didn't do a dramatic scene as well as a funny one, but not all that much, since I adore both scenes I am doing. It seems like every time I do the Arcadia bit we come up with something new, and it is far too fun to say those lines. And Hilary and I have a really funny scene...when we aren't distracting ourselves far too much.
Anna, I loved seeing you one more time...(huzzah for Viola!). I cannot wait for next summer, up Earnest!

I am not going to write a long sappy thing about Midsummer's, partly because I'm terrible at them, partly because it would go on far too long, partly because it isn't over yet, and partly because Anneka did it much better.


This morning cramps attacked me at five thirty...I woke up in disgusting pain and sat around for about an hour debating whether it was worth it to uncurl myself to go get a hot water bottle. I eventually did so, but also decided that it was totally worth it (my girls of last night, you'll get this) to have cramps in order to have Lovefests with Ice Cream. Heh. Never underestimate the usefulness of good humour.

oh, bleh...i am such an idiot. also i am BORED.

Moohahaha: Shakespeare Was, Like, The Ultimate Rapper. Oh, indeed.

1. Go into your LJ archive
2. Find your 23rd post
3. Find your 5th sentence (or closest to it)
4. Post the text of the sentence in your blog along with these instructions:
"How dumb is that?" --In a post about my thesis topic (same sex marriage comma legality thereof).


Also there is a very creepy woman here who hit on me earlier. I am afraid she will come back. Eeep.
However, SHAUNA is here, HURRAY! Because Scribes did their end-of-summer open mic shindig tonight. So I got to see Shauna, hopefully a bit more before she leaves. I can hear her laughing and talking. It makes me really miss Northwest and writing in the sundrenched hallways and cavorting with crazy people going to lunch and sitting on the disturbingly comfortable Blue Couch talking about very random things.

Also, Anna, I saw your friend Sam here and he performed a song with harmonica which I heard and which ROCKED.

Tomorrow the birds go back to Margaret, which means I get to see her, double hurray! And tomorrow is performing for Theater Lab....

I really want to write but am feeling very very un...something. Unmotivated. Uncreative. Un-something. It's making me angry. Also I forgot my thumb drive so I can't work on anything on that. Maybe I will start something totally new. Bleh. I hate feeling like this. *whacks self upside head*

Gah. Creepy lady around again. She has a very weird way of walking up to people and starting to talk to them as if they were long lost friends or something, which is really disarming and offputting at the same time. Eurgh. Go awaaaaaay....

ETA: She isn't going away...it's really strange. She's a multipersonality disorder intersex person...which would be really interesting except I don't know how to take it, really.
"I can take any type of music and interpret it through dance, with a positive image. And beauty." And she won't stop talking. Good lord, she keeps on going! It's crazy. She keeps kind of drifting toward the door but never leaving. This would be a really interesting conversation to overhear, but it isn't really fun to be a part of. It's a little awkward. Now she's on politics...which is all stuff I agree with, but still awkward. Oy, oy, oy....
And now she is gone. After telling me about how her crazy religious uncle wants to put in her in a mental institution and give her shock therapy to make her a straight male. Which sucks. Which I sympathize (empathize?) with, but what do I say? Truly bizarre.