saturday morning/afternoon

today i feel: better
today i'm hearing: a whole lot of nothing. how peaceful
today i'm thinking: that rehearsal is a silly place to be

Currently, I am waiting for Deb (my stage manager) to call me and tell me when she's picking me up to go to Sitz Probe for Urinetown. Honestly, I have no idea if she remembers this conversation at all. I'm planning on ringing her up around half-noon if she doesn't call me before then. What? I'm concerned. She also said something about lunching, which I think might have been a lie.

I'm feeling a bit more grounded now after what I'm going to refer to as The Incident of Last Thursday. I have, however, decided that I completely hate the American legal system. I was somewhat leaning towards hating it a while ago, but it was still up in the air. Now, however, I've been completely bowled over by the bullshit and do, in fact, hate it. Now I feel that it is my responsibility to take over the world, just to get rid of that festering pile of fecal matter. And get rid of it I shall. But I digress. I'm feeling a bit more grounded now and will likely send Chelsea and Downthehall-Matt cards of apology for my behaviour. That's the problem with moving someplace new; your new friends aren't used to your sudden boughts of...hellishness. I don't even know what to call it. It was bad. I'm really hoping it doesn't happen again. But it probably will. ...In about a week.

I spent all of yesterday sleeping, which is likely the cause of my turn-around. Unfortunately, this means that I skipped German class. I hate skipping German class. German class is something I very much enjoy and skipping it fills me with an amazing amount of grief, not to mention guilt. But I couldn't go. I wasn't going to learn anything anyway. So I cut through the woods and came home.

And now Deb is coming and I'm still nekkid. More later!