I missed Senior Sem. again. I think if I miss anymore, I'll fail the class. I missed Shakespeare for the first time this semester. I just hope I can get good notes from someone. I'm sure Doc will call me on it when I get to the show tonight.
I still have not finished my Garbage and Recycling paper. I don't know what it is. I know what I want to write, but every time I sit down to do it, I get this overwhelming sense of anxiety and I have to get up and do something else. It's really disturbing. I have a little more than two pages, but I can't seem to just sit my ass down and finish it.
And I didn't hand in my 2nd draft of my materials and methods for my research project today either. If I don't get it in by tomorrow, the other people in the class won't be able to peer review it.
And to top it all off, its after 5:00, and I"m sitting in my room. I should be in chorale right now. We have our final two performances this weekend, and I'm skipping rehearsal. Why? That's a good question. I'm so disgusted with myself. I oversleep till after 4:00 in the afternoon, I take a shower, thinking it was short, but when I get out, its exactly 5:00. I have no idea where that time went. I can feel in my sinuses that I'm coming down with something. Scott and Joe were just complaining last night how they feel sick. So I get out of the shower, see the time, and figure that by the time I'm all dressed and ready to leave my room, I'll be 10 minutes late to chorale, and I don't want to deal with feeling everyone's faces looking at me as I interrupt them by coming in late. I think I was supposed to be early today to move risers as well . . . Frell . . .
So I'm sure I'll be called on that too when I go to the show tonight. Damn, today is just one big frell up day, isn't it?
Well, Measure For Measure opens tonight. We've been doing really well. The show is gonna be awesome. Plus, it's free, so everyone should try and come see it. The set is probably the most impressive we've had at Dana for a while, and the costumes are really awesome. Everyone keeps telling me my ass looks damn sexy in my pants. Unfortunately, I wear an over-coat, so my ass is covered up in the show, but hey, anyone who wants a little show afterwards has only to ask . . . ;-)
And my research project has finally been approved. So now I just need to round up the participants and go buy shirts, and I'll be good to go. The girl from Creighton's GSA, whom I e-mailed more than a week ago, still hasn't gotten back to me. I don't know what that means, so I don't know if I should re-email, or just shrug it off as a lost cause. Brandon said he'd help me get people, though, so I guess I'll just wait to hear back from him.
Well, shit, there's still 40 minutes left of chorale . . . but I still can't make myself get up and go. Damnit. Why do I have to do this shit now?
Eric 4/28/2005 05:03:00 PM
