Today's entry is entitled: My Random Stream of Consciousness or Picture Frames of Leaking Toads

It feels so weird to not have rehearsals. Don't know what to do with all this free time. Registration for spring classes started today, except I can't register yet because the stupid registrar lost my H.S. transcript. Bastards. Audrey's grandma made new curtains for our room. Excellent. Mom called and said that she wants me to come home the weekend after next to decorate the Christmas tree. Okay, I'm SO all about the holiday spirit, but finals are the Monday after that. I'm thinkin' no. Read Aaron's blog, and he was talking about the Christmas spirit and how he's losing it, and I'm thinking that that's happening to me, too. Blast. I realy don't want to umpack my bags from my trip home. Made a 93 on my Play Analysis paper and a 90 on my Vietnam War paper for English. Superfly. Totally kicked butt today in Stage Movement - tap dancing rocks my world (haven't done it in about a year, but I can still get my Fred Astaire on). Read "The Good Person of Setzuan" by Brecht. Dude, I'd forgotten how much I love him. In Play Analysis, Neilson was talking about alienation theatre and the whole "this is a play; we are acting." thing, and I was all "yeah, we've got Natella from 'The Caucasian Chalk Circle' over here." It made me happy. Audrey and I are watching "White Christmas". Good times. I need to talk about my situation with James next time. Remind me later. I can't wait to go back to work in a few weeks. I need money. I have "How Bizarre" by OMC stuck in my head. Still working on getting those pictures up.

"Terrible is the temptation to do good."