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I shouldn't have let myself get online in the first place this morning. Or rather, this afternoon, since I didn't get out of bed until after twelve-thirty. That's the latest I've slept in a long time...I needed it though, considering that I woke up at eight-thirty yesterday to bike home, & I've been sleep deprived for weeks. I fell asleep on Andrew's bed last night (after getting slaughtered at Magic after the dance) while he and Andy organized Andy's new Magic cards. Apparently I slept for half an hour. I don't know. I was too tired to notice.
The dance was fun, although hardly anyone was there, & they should have played better music. Next time I'll hijack the DJ or something. It was good to see Cozy, though.

Rehersal is tripping me out. Ki gave me a whole new note to think about & then we ran the fourth act & I felt completely lost. As far as I can tell that's a good thing--it means I'm making some kind of progress--but right now I'm sort of fumbling. I need to work more on the script, on the character. I don't have time. I'm still behind in history. I should be doing history reading right now...but I want to work on the play, & there are letters I want to write, & my room needs cleaning (a bit less attractive of an idea than writing letters, but it needs it)...

Argh. & I'm still tired.


...I need to quit complaining.