Say my name, bitch

There was some severe anal rapage that went on today during my Geology test, and this time it was the other way around. I raped it. We're talking the two-fisted, no lube, prison variety rape. Take it all, you metamorphic plasmas!!!!

And now for something completely different. We open with the show tomorrow. I'm really scared. Nervous. I haven't been nervous since the 3rd grade Thanksgiving pageant when my only line was "A is for 'apple', so juicy and sweet." Excited, of course, but I'm coming to the realization that there is a lot at stake with this one, especially for me; make or break situation, this. Other profs. could see me and either think, "who let that garbage in here?" or "hot damn, she's got something. I want to have sex with her and then cast her in all my shows." Hopefully, they'll see the latter (some of it, anyway). The show is ready, it's watchable, it's good, but as The Phocian says, "we've still got 2 more steps of faith to take." And I can't look down.