I think I used to care about things a lot more than I do now. Sometimes I wonder what happened, but mostly...Well, I just don't care.

Sarah, I still read your posts. They few lines every now and then make me smile. Also, we should go dress shopping when I'm back in town. For realz.

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Next time I try to wrestle doors out of the prop room in order to measure them for the set, I will be sure not to wear heels. I will also have big, strapping shop guys holding the doors to keep them from falling on me...again ( Read more... )

SQUISHY!

When are you coming to see me? It should be soon. Yes it should. I'll even cook delicious vegetarian meals for you. I promise.

Apartment rocks hardcore ( Read more... )

Studying at Cambridge has made me realize a few things ( Read more... )

I'm avoiding the fact that I still don't have a place to live by spending the Fourth of July in Milwaukee with Ben. I will worry over school-year accomodations when I get back from spending 4 chilling and soaking up some sun with my honey ( Read more... )

I am finished with my last final of the year. I am finished with Sophomore year. I am a junior ( Read more... )

I'm really really glad Sarah isn't dead like in my dream...

...I'm also really really glad that she isn't angry with me for calling at 5:30 this morning to make sure....

So cutting wisdom teeth sucks. And is all kinds of painful. And it means that my face is all swollen and sore and I can't speak right...which is perfect, since I'm supposed to be speaking clearly in an Irish dialect for "Dancing at Lughnasa."

Wonderful.