And I am drunk. Off a corona. WTF? I think the dancing sent it through my bloodstream. But at least I was a happy drunk. And am now a content drunk, in my pretty double with lots of space and a nice warm bed ( Read more... )

January 1st, 2006 ( Read more... )

Alright, so. I'm in Kirkwood. Which sucks, because the slopes were closed today because of the snowstorm, so I get to spend New Years inside our condo watching FRIENDS, listening to my brother, dad and brother's girlfriend play risk, which is the most boring thing ever, and now being kicked off the TV so melissa can watch MTV. Yuck. So here I am ( Read more... )

( Photos from Pete Newell Challenge v. Princeton )

I went with Craig and my parents to see the movie of the Producers in SF... it was so very awesome. Woohoo! Now I really need the soundtrack. Will Farrell... oh man.

Hugh Grant is in another movie! What the fuck? I thought he swore off movies forever!

I just discovered the amazing access stanford provides to theatre stuff. I'm in love.

Things aren't going well for me these days ( Read more... )

December 4th, 2005.

The worst game we've ever played. So fucking depressing.

Plus a motorcyclist hit my car on the way there. Knocked the bumper out of whack, snapped the bolts.

Fucking A.

Or not. So dead week is upon us. I mean, non-dead-week-classes are now over ( Read more... )

I am directing CABARET for Ram's Head in the spring!!

If you are at Stanford and do theatre, you should really come be a part, because it's going to be amazing.

The feeling that I can't think about anything except it. I have so much work to do. So so so much work to do. But I can't do any of it... I'm paralyzed. And I can't talk to the people I would usually talk about these things to... they're the ones deciding. And I'm up against a senior who has devoted himself to theatre and Ram's and there's no ( Read more... )