Alright, so I've gotten to the post box like ten times already, but I keep getting distracted by something else, but now I have decided to finally write something. Today was a pretty good day. Except for voice. There is nothing I hate more then waking up in the morning for my one class on friday, one measly stinking hour, and finding out it's been canceled. The worst part is, if I had decided not to go today, it wouldn't have been canceled, we probably would have done something very important instead. I was also the only one who was there, which leads me to believe that someone didn't tell me something, or I forgot to read the syllabus. I don't know, I don't have time for all these questions! Anyway, after that I just went and passed out some more, then wandered back down to the theater building at about four, luckily caught Ted before he left, managed to weasel myself into two work hours for about ten minutes of standing around looking at a spotlight, so that's pretty good, I am actually within throwing distance of being done with all my hours. Not wimpy girl throwing distance, but pretty close. Anyway, after that I come home and get a message from Sara, whom I had met on DeviantART (my page, her page) and since she wasn't doing anything that night, I invited her to attend the UNT production of Once Upon a Mattress, which was fun, and we got in for free since I knew all of the ushers. Wonderful, nothing like a free night out with a lady. So anyway, good show, we went and grabbed a cup of coffee at the superb Art Six Coffeehouse (anyone in Denton, go there now, and then again sometime between December 6th and January 2nd, so you can see my work on display, plus they need the money, plus their coffee is exquisite) sat around, talked for a bit, and walked home. Then I decided to go have a cigarette out back where I ran into some people who were pretty cool and ended up smoking the hookah with them, while lady after lady from the theater department came out and rubbed my head in approval of my new haircut. So all in all, an excellent night. Unfortunately, I seem to be the only one that stays up past midnight lately, you big wusses, so I couldn't get a hold of anyone on the phone to share this wonderful night with, but it was all good. Now for the rest of the weekend I get to write many many theater papers for Lorenzo which are way too late. I will be very angry if I end up getting a C in that class, because it will be by a few points, and that will mean I would have to take it again, and that is just not acceptable, seeing as how it seems I will be in school for about six years already. Ah well, good times all around. Now it's time for some chips and salsa, maybe a movie, and then a nice giant bout of sleep. I have no commitments tomorrow, although Sara may call if she gets bored, so that should be pretty good. Woot, Ain't life wonderful?