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last night i was look for a particular hairband. i couldn't find it so i hunted down a different one. this morning i found the original. on my wrist. what the hell.

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i think i am returning to sanity.

play had preview last night, so 1st time with an audience, and it went well and i didn't fuck up the cues like i did in dress rehearsal. tonight we open. scary.

and i'm dropping my fiction writing class that has caused me so much trauma because the professor and i do not see eye to eye, shall we say, and instead taking an independent study with my creative writing advisor, whom i love.
so i'll get to work on the writing projects i want which will help me prepare much better for writing my thesis. and i don't have to deal with aforementioned professor anymore. not that she's not very smart and doesn't know about writing. a friend of my put it very well: she has an absolutely brilliant idea about how to write. but she thinks it's the only idea.

and it does not include sci-fi or fantasy.

so i am pleased.

and getting work done. and getting excited about writing shiny papers about gender and sexuality for one of my english classes. and urizen will be here in just about 2 weeks.

life is good.