Tuesday, February 16, 2010
At play practice. We're blocking, and there's not exactly a corkscrew in this scene so I'm just sitting here typing up an essay for AP Lang that's kicking my ass at the moment. An analysis of the Sullivan Ballou Letter. Not fun at all. Thesis is essentially that he loves his wife but thinks he's going to die fighting in the Civil War. Nice and depressing.
Also doing some nice amazon shopping...even though my recommendations are filled with hair metal after that 80s party I had. Oh well...(good excuse). I've been getting the most wicked headaches lately, for the past two weeks. Plus I keep getting these odd pains in my right wrist and hand.
"Never turn your back to the audience. They could be flipping you off, for all you know."
Sometimes I wonder.
Jes.
