this is nothing but a glorified to do list.

Week two of school, over and done with. This weekend I have a mountain of homework: reading Marx & journaling about him (writing snarky comments in the margins keeps me sane); researching the production history of Medea, with some kind of focus, for our presentation on Thursday (I'm not even sure where to begin!); memorizing/working on the scene from Medea we're doing in class for that same presentation; working on the notebook assignment for Sam Green (lots and lots of little poems, lots of making my brain think poetically which for some reason it doesn't want to do); writing the draft of a long poem for Sam Green (am excited about this one though); taking a look at the four poems from my workshop group; reading for theater history class; and working on the directorial analysis of Ghosts, which is an enormous project that I am sure I will manage to screw up somehow.

Hell. That is one terrifying paragraph. I suppose the good thing about having so many is that I can bounce around to another when I get sick of one. Haha! Well, some of it should be fun, and that which isn't should be okay, so I'm not worried.

Except that I really need to go grocery shopping...yikes. Food.

And laundry. Eeep!


eta: & of course, idiot that I am, I forgot to send in the first assignment for directing. It wasn't even something big. I already had it done. I just forgot. & now I feel like an idiot. *sigh*

And one more thing:

School, stress, anything that annoys me, that doesn't matter. You know why? Because on February 7th:

I'M GOING TO CHICAGO!