still in school. still annoyed.

I feel...productive & useless at the same time? Sort of.

Yesterday Patrick & I went to Elsa's for a reading, which went well I thought (despite the people who flaked, boo to them). I'm excited for the show, which I am not going to say much about since it isn't mine, but suffice to say it will be cool.

& then I met up with Perez, who was full of nervous/bored/restless energy & got me all infected, so we decided to go out & find something interesting to do, dammit....which ended up being walking all the way down Broadway, going into Everyday Music & buying a Starlight Express CD, running into Casey & Colleen, & then walking back. So much for wild nights.

Today we went to review ACT's A Christmas Carol, which was surprisingly fresh given that this is year thirty-three. It was good, & cute, & just what it ought to be.

& then I came home. & have been working on my Galileo paper. Ooooh, I just...it's just all so repulsive, in the literal sense. I am having such a hard time making myself work on anything. It's...fairly dumb. & I also feel sick of complaining about it, too, which is stupid because then bitching about work doesn't really relieve anything either. Sigh. It's almost over.

& callbacks are tomorrow! At least I am excited about that.