Cellular degeneration
I'm tired. I have bruises from NSU rehearsals, sore muscles from extreme ninja flyering, bags under my eyes from not getting to sleep before 2:45 for the past few weeks, three different scripts and a dance routine floating through my head, TONS of sound stuff to edit before Wednesday, a response paper just finished, and a midterm tomorrow that I haven't studied for yet. I need to clean my room before tomorrow's Rice meeting, I have to get more props ready for the show, I have to figure out contract stuff, I'm running for Mr. Gamma Phi (donate money on Sproul!), and I'm living off bagels, generic safeway lucky charms, and mountain dew. I'll post more about other stuff later.
By the way, please drop off spare change or bills at the Mr. Gamma Phi table, as it goes to breast cancer research, and we all know how much cancer sucks.
If I manage to actually pull off this semester, I will be highly impressed with myself. Goodnight.
Future update reminder:
-IM chat with Amy
-lunch with Jane
-NSU progress
-Commitment check in
-artistic vortex
By the way, please drop off spare change or bills at the Mr. Gamma Phi table, as it goes to breast cancer research, and we all know how much cancer sucks.
If I manage to actually pull off this semester, I will be highly impressed with myself. Goodnight.
Future update reminder:
-IM chat with Amy
-lunch with Jane
-NSU progress
-Commitment check in
-artistic vortex
