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Tomorrow I get to see Maggie, which will be awesome. Maggie, you're not allowed to let me think about the obscene amounts of homework I should be doing, because I'd rather be hanging out with you.
Still, I have lots of stuff left & less time to do it in. I need to read most of Shakespeare's histories, & do some library research (godammit) & write that prospectus. I do not, do not, want to write it after New Year's. I want to have it done by then. I want my New Year's to be free of responsibilities like that, & the next two days be just seeing people I love & getting used to having a third girl in our apartment (y'all think it's crazy now. I tell you, adding Nerdy Nikkers to the mix is going to make this the weirdes apartment south of the border).
I will read at least one Shakespeare play tomorrow. Possibly two. I've read RIII so I can put that one aside. Also 1Henry IV...
Oh, and I have to memorize my lines. Shit...
For Christmas my parents got me Slings & Arrows, the Canadian show about a Shakespeare festival. It's really, quietly, brilliant. The scenes where Geoffrey is directing makes me positively ache to get onstage & do something. Luckily I get to. I have to remember not to take this for granted. I want to do this for a living; I do. But it's a crazy, risky & unstable business, & there's a distinct possibility that the best theater opportunities I will have will be right now, in college. (I do know it's entirely possible that I am, currently, working in the best theater space I will ever be in. Have you seen our new theater?) I don't say this because I think I lack talent, or ability, or because I don't think I'll do theater after college. I say this to remind myself to stay grateful for what I have.
I know Thanksgiving is supposed to be the time to contemplate how grateful one is. I sort of passed that over last month. This Christmas I didn't try to get presents for everyone (I threw a party instead, I guess); I'm terrible at thinking of gifts for my parents, & we don't have a big family, so Christmas was a quiet affair. There have been several responsibilities nibbling at my brain all week (prospectus, study abroad, lines, finances); & there are many people I want to see that I just might not get to (& others that I must, must must). But even with that--I suddenly feel incredibly grateful for this break time; for what I have; for the amazing people in my life whom I adore, all in their several ways; for what I'm able to do.
Excessive sentimentality is a sign that I really shouldn't be posting this late at night. Someone should turn off LJ after ten o'clock for me...
Still, I have lots of stuff left & less time to do it in. I need to read most of Shakespeare's histories, & do some library research (godammit) & write that prospectus. I do not, do not, want to write it after New Year's. I want to have it done by then. I want my New Year's to be free of responsibilities like that, & the next two days be just seeing people I love & getting used to having a third girl in our apartment (y'all think it's crazy now. I tell you, adding Nerdy Nikkers to the mix is going to make this the weirdes apartment south of the border).
I will read at least one Shakespeare play tomorrow. Possibly two. I've read RIII so I can put that one aside. Also 1Henry IV...
Oh, and I have to memorize my lines. Shit...
For Christmas my parents got me Slings & Arrows, the Canadian show about a Shakespeare festival. It's really, quietly, brilliant. The scenes where Geoffrey is directing makes me positively ache to get onstage & do something. Luckily I get to. I have to remember not to take this for granted. I want to do this for a living; I do. But it's a crazy, risky & unstable business, & there's a distinct possibility that the best theater opportunities I will have will be right now, in college. (I do know it's entirely possible that I am, currently, working in the best theater space I will ever be in. Have you seen our new theater?) I don't say this because I think I lack talent, or ability, or because I don't think I'll do theater after college. I say this to remind myself to stay grateful for what I have.
I know Thanksgiving is supposed to be the time to contemplate how grateful one is. I sort of passed that over last month. This Christmas I didn't try to get presents for everyone (I threw a party instead, I guess); I'm terrible at thinking of gifts for my parents, & we don't have a big family, so Christmas was a quiet affair. There have been several responsibilities nibbling at my brain all week (prospectus, study abroad, lines, finances); & there are many people I want to see that I just might not get to (& others that I must, must must). But even with that--I suddenly feel incredibly grateful for this break time; for what I have; for the amazing people in my life whom I adore, all in their several ways; for what I'm able to do.
Excessive sentimentality is a sign that I really shouldn't be posting this late at night. Someone should turn off LJ after ten o'clock for me...
