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Just ordered Donnie Darko, Evita, and Quills online with my no longer unused Borders gift card. I look forward to many nights filled with good cinema (and if not cinema, then at least good songs) and not filled with writing a character analysis for inter. acting, and preparing for my biologue.

Rehearsals for TWS have been.............coming along. Last night's rehearsal sucked more than a drunk cheerleader, and that's a lot of cock. Since production began, I've always thought that everyone's approach was a bit too casual; this has to do with the subject matter and the cast and crew, but it still should effect your performance. Too much time is spent cracking jokes and discussing things that really don't matter. And, as much as I like the show, I don't think it's really a challenge to anyone involved - our talents aren't being tested (Richard Orloff is great, but I feel like the script could have been written by a high school student). Thinking this makes me feel horrible, because when I think these things, it makes me sound like I'm of the opinion that I'm so much above all this, which, of course, I'm not. It just sounds that way. I'm just in a funk because things have gotten very stagnant, and I feel like everyone else isn't really putting everything into it. Gah. T watches tonight; let the nervousness commence.

Wow. That entry was really boring and entirely too emo. I'm sorry you guys had to read that.