With Bruised Knees

I am just beginning to realize how much Noah really kicked the shit out of me in our streetcar scene. Three days after the final showing the bruises are starting to form. I have black finger marks on my forearms, a huge bruise on my knee from falling the wrong way, and bruises on the inside of my thigh that formed from I don't know what and further more, don't WANT to know.

Liz decided to be nice and pushed back the due date of our notebook and monologue. All due Monday now. Which is good for me since I haven't even started either of them yet and would have had to pull an all nighter if she hadn't switched it. So now that I've had my eleventh hour reprieve I'm being a good student and working on it all now. Got three pages of text analysis down. Liz will be so proud.

Since I will be onstage performing Grapes tomorrow night I went to the dance informal dress rehearsal this evening so I could see Tina's dance. It was pretty good. If the girls could all just be a little more in sinc it would be fab.

I need to do laundry...and start writing my Meyerhold paper...and talk to Rob about my incomplete...and start writing my Toni Morrison paper...and prepare my presentation for Monday...and memorize my monologue.

So why the hell am I typing in my journal? :-p