What? I'm already done with my lab. And I don't have internet at home right now because Shaw is run by schizophrenic retarded monkeys.
Speaking of, tonight is our preview/dress rehearsal for Criminal Genius and I'm going to die. I know my lines, but some of them just won't fucking stick and it's driving me crazy. Thanks, George F. Walker, for writing real dialogue, as opposed to, I don't know, natural. That is not what acting is about -- people don't want reality when they go to the theatre, they want naturalism. Save reality for reality.
I really need to pee.
Using a Mac, which is nice. I like Macs. Going to buy myself one this summer, with the money that's magically going to fly out of my butt.
Still waiting for student loan to come through so I can pay for my classes and rent.
Yes, I'm in a nice new place -- better than the ghetto and cheaper.
Yesterday there was a freak thunderstorm after a wonderfully sunny morning; today has been gray and rainy all day but it's not yet noon, so maybe things will look up while I'm stuck inside rehearsing, because FUCK YOU KATJE.
Class started out with electronica music -- mash-up specifically -- and I think it may have turned some people off. WHICH IS HILARIOUS.
Ok, well, I'm done now. There is more to say, but not enough time to say it in.
-K
