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jenny chow opens tonite. we are ready. we could have opened a couple days ago, i think, but we are so ready for an audience.

i lost my ipod last tuesday. i think i know where i lost it but it is gone now. i have my number at all the lost and founds, and put up a sign, but i don't know what else to do. sigh.

the poetry readers have our meeting today to decide which poems move on to the final round. fun!

:D

M is back.

:D

the nerd

so i'm going to be in the one act i got called back for. it's called the nerd, that entire cast is boss, it's going to be awesome.

now, i can't make the first rehearsal because of jenny chow, but we expected that, didn't we?

internet rain

wonder of wonders. i'm in my room and on the internet at the same time, something which hasn't happened since early december. i picked up a signal randomly last night, and it came back again tonite. it's not quite 1998 slow, but it's a little slow, and spotty obviously, but i'm grateful. i won't count on it, i will be like a farmer hoping for the occasional rain. internet rain.

and you won't believe the first thing i did. i downloaded peggle for my ipod. isn't the future amazing? it wasn't bad enough that it was sucking up time at home, but now i can take it wherever i want. i turned out useful tonite at rehearsal in the long gaps between my scenes, until i completely ran out the battery. i also downloaded a couple other games too, but in the shadow of peggle, not even worth mentioning.

so, other than that, the third week of school was pretty much a blur of class, work, and rehearsal. catching up on things from being out of commission last weekend. i met with VP about doing a course by contract for her advanced poetry class. she gave me some ideas and i'm really excited now.

what else? one act auditions, for which i received a record low of one callback. so i really hope i get any one of the three parts i read for. if the director wants me, she'll get me automatically since no one else called me back. we'll see. i really like the script and i think it would be great to be in another production for the end of the semester. what can i say? i love it, which is a good feeling.

so, yeah. staying in for a quiet late friday night. read some poetry. M will be home soon. i'm very happy right now.

i'm lost

i didn't want this to happen.

i really, really didn't want this to happen. i've rationalized my way out of it twice already, but there's no hope. i'm gone.

i'm hooked on lost.

i didn't get it at first. i saw the first four episodes and the dialogue was so atrocious that i got turned off right away. when LHJE invited me over to his place a couple days ago to watch some episodes from the second season, i thought, 'this will be fine. i'll watch some episodes, they'll explain stuff that i don't understand, it'll be fine. that will be the end of it.' and that's the way it was. each episode is fairly well self-contained, and i was enjoying it (the writing got better). but then two days ago he invited me again, and i ended up going home with the complete first season. i'm lost. i've watched the first three discs already.

i figured out the formula pretty quick, for the episodes in the first season anyway: one third individual character backstory, one third learning to survive on the island, and one third discovering mysteries of the island, or as i like to call it, 'more weird shit!'. but each of the characters is so well drawn and complex that they are fascinating to watch.

the mystery is neat, i guess, but i'm pretty sure that the 'final explination' will not be as satisfying as wondering what on earth is going on. i like the metaphor of the button. i guess that's all i'll really say for now. i'm interested to know what happens in the intermediate episodes.

after a week

i've been gripped by a certain compulsion. something about the way the week went has left me in a creative rapture. i wrote eight pages today and my brain still needs to let out more. it's a certain numb feeling that comes from all channels bursting at once that can only be faught by writing. if this is anything like what has happened before, i will be dry for the next week. but this is fine. you have to ride it when you're on it.