I feel very... stagnant. I go to school, I go to work, I go home, I go to bed, I start all over again ( Read more... )

Coughing up a lung every five minutes = bad.

Codine in my cough syrup = gooooood.

So just fyi, for anyone that is interested, the orchestra I play with is performing at Benaroya Hall in April ( Read more... )

So this Spanish class I am taking is the first class I have taken at the U that a) is not a drama class, b) is not in Hutch (the drama building), and therefore c) puts me in a room where drama majors and/or intended drama majors do not make up the majority ( Read more... )

So I've been trying to get an idea of where I am on the waiting list for this class I need to get into.

The following is a particularly infuriating sequence of e-mails between myself and the person supposedly in possession of the list:
( complain! )

I am very very very glad last quarter is over with ( Read more... )

So I'm not entirely sure how this happened, but on Monday I have a day off from school AND work.

And I am going to be productive! I. am. going. to:

1. Clean my room
2. Clean my car
3. Clean the birdcage
4. Clean my bathroom
5. DO MY LAUNDRY
6. Rejoin my gym
7. Work out
8. Practice

Promise, self?

Yes, I promise.

Good.

So this is an e-mail I recieved today. I had never seen one of these before, and unless this is a very bad example of this particular flavor of scam, this destroys the last shred of faith I had in humanity because you would have to have the intelligence of a 2 year old to fall for it ( Read more... )

( You know you want to play. )

So today I sat around in the drama lounge for four hours ( Read more... )