I spend all my time either sleeping or at call. It's an enjoyable existence in its own way, but I can't help but look forward to the gigantic amount of free time that I'm going to have as of tomorrow.
As You Like It has turned out wonderfully - Friday night's show was all about realizing how damn FUNNY the show is, while Saturday was more about milking the really good moments. And tonight, well, we're just gonna bring down the house.
Work? Um, yes. Somewhere in there I've been doing work. Courses? We're looking at
Definitely French and a seminar on Medieval Iberia (!!!)
Maybe International Politics - the other option is Intro Sociology
Nonfiction workshop if I get in, Acting I if I get in,
Possibly Physics again (cause I'm a masochist like that).
Meanwhile, it's my naptime in about half an hour, and my fridge is FULL of Italian food - leftovers plus Nonna's chicken parm. Now famous at two (three?) institutes of higher education.
Two people partying on my hall got sent to the hospital last night due to alcohol, and all before I got back from 8PM curtain followed by photo call (which only lasted until about midnight). Now that's what I call efficiency.