Oh, if only 'twere Monday again.  My outlook has changed.  I'm at the point where I've gotten too lazy and unmotivated to study. I want to sleep.  Sleep and see the show.  And sleep.  And work on my character.  And sleep.  And sleep.  And sleep.  And see the show again.  And finally, sleep.

 

I must instead think of diammine(bis)tricarbonyldichlorotriiodo(tris)diphosphateplatinum.  That was soo not a real answer. 

 

David Bevington is such a sweet man, going to his house was the highlight of my week  month  life.  Of course we were all fascinated by his library, and I even found a very old copy of A Doll's House.  Exciting. 

 

Please. 

 

 

Since there's a prima donna in the practice rooms and no Photo-flo in the lab, I am confined to my room.  It's high time for an adventure off campus.  I feel like I have been here way too long.  Find me somewhere to go, someone to love...all that good stuff.

 

I've learned how to develop film.  This excites me beyond reason.  Why didn't I take this class sooner?

 

Where are we going to go, Katie?

It's good to be back.  That's all.