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today i feel: chilly
today i'm hearing: chelsea talk on the phone
today i'm thinking: that it should be summer again

It's the very last day of November. Caloo and Calay. It's pouring outside and, apparently, cold as fuck. I wouldn't know yet. I decided not to get up and see a morning show because of the fact that I knew it was pouring down rain and likely cold as fuck. That and my toes were cold. They still are.

It's going to be a busy day for me. I've got shop in a little less than an hour. Today, I'm going to learn how to weld. I'm pretty excited about it. I'll probably die, but I can dig that. After that, I've got to go give a tour (in the feckin' cold rain) and come back to donate some good old fashioned A-Positive. Tomorrow I've got two tests and a speech, none of which I've worked on, that I somehow have to prepare for before nine tomorrow morning. I've got rehearsal at 19.00 tonight and, somewhere in all of that, Chelsea wants to finish decorating the room. Oy. I don't know if that's going to happen before rehearsal.

It is most assuredly the end of the semester.

Rehearsals are going really well right now. I'm pretty excited. Last night was the first night I rehearsed with Steve (my husband) and Amanda (my sister). And it was really strange, but I actually did feel slightly isolated. Which is fantastic, because that's what's supposed to be going on in the scene. It was just really strange. I was sitting there thinking how much I wished Tony (my lover) was there. IT WAS WEIRD. Too close to character. Need to back away. I am the biggest theatre dork ever omgwtfbbq.

But I'm having a lot of fun with it. I just hope I do well. That would be a bit of a feather in my cap.

Apparently, the rain's letting up a bit. Now that I say that, though, it will immediately get worse. How's the weather where you're at? I rang up my mum and she said that it was freezing over in Normal. Jo Charles says that it's supposed to snow in Chicago today. Mrph. Don't freeze, guys. I would miss you. And yes, I am more concerned about you freezing to death than getting mauled on the El. Are my morals skewed? I think they are.

It's definitely another morning in Carbondale. Chelsea and I are discussing infanticide. Be well, do good work, and keep in touch.