I may be awesome at papers...

...but I am not awesome at philosophy. I can not concentrate on reading these books. I pretty much want to die. DIE!!!! Why did I choose to write about a topic about which I know nothing?!

I am awesome at papers

Even though I hand them in a month late.

My conclusion of my paper for "Camille" (I have just described that the author, Pam Gems, wanted an ending in which Marguerite doesn't die, but the producers wouldn't let her use it):


"Perhaps we shouldn’t mourn the fact that Gems didn’t get her ending. “La Dame aux Camélias” is, after all, a story of compromise: it is the story Dumas fils, who had to watch his lover sleep with other men; of Armand Duval, who nearly gave up his fortune and his lot in life for a dying woman; of Marguerite Gautier, who denied herself love for the sake of her son; and of Marie Duplessis, a prisoner not only of her health, but of a myth that has shadowed who she really was. And though Marguerite has yet to live through a performance, audiences continue to make sure that her story will never die."

Oooh yeeeahhh...

Highlights from a paper I'm writing:

--"The Comedy of Errors is based on that good old-fashioned tale of mistaken identity—no really, it is based on a play that was probably written around the year 200 BC."

--"William Shakespeare found such inspiration in Plautus’ Menaechmi, or The Twin Brothers. It is a story of twin brothers (surprise!) who were separated at a very young age."

--"Thus commences a classic comedy of crumbling marriages, debtors and creditors, nearly incestuous relationships, narrowly avoided domestic violence, a courtesan, a nun, and two sets of identical twin brothers! And this was Shakespeare’s shortest play!"

I'm semi-seriously considering submitting this to Honor's Day--and I'm not even halfway done with it!

Also I should add that the paper is tentatively titled "Comedy of Errors--Comedy of Wonders!"

Exciting!

A few weeks ago Alicia Rachel Baker told me I was quickly becoming one of her favorite people; last week I was made. "You are definitely one of my favorite people" she said while laughing at one of my many witticisms.

Yessssssss.

Oh good god

So the other day Julie Brown and Norrell told me about a crazy resident of the V who isn't a student. She lives on the 10th floor, but likes to use the men's single shower on the 4th floor. When some boys told her that they were for students only, she wrote Julie a crazy letter. I got to read it. It was incomprehensible and babbling. She attached her business card to it. She is the type of "clown" that gives clowns a bad name.

I am in the computer lab, minding my own business on the one out of five computers her that works. Enter who I immediately take to be said resident. She is short, with a brown bob that has bright red streaks in it. She is muttering to herself (?) about how the computers don't work, then starts talking to me about it. I make noncommittal responses. She then proceeds to fiddle with the wires of one computer, at which point I look over and notice that on the windowsill in a dog-carrying bag is a rabbit. A live rabbit. At first I thought it was a groundhog. I don't want that thing in the room with me.

She got the computer to work which is pretty cool, but she just now turned and asked me if I would mind if she opened the window. When I said no, she replied "Just trying to exercise a little computer courtesy." Except that she pronounced computer as "com-pooter".

I have to go. This ... no words.

Not very much

Yesterday I saw a slug on the ground.

I'm thinking about going to Paris in January. I can't afford it, but I really want to. Or maybe I'll just take a "Stage Makeup" class at school. Not the same, but way more in my price range.

Yesterday I saw "Bourne Ultimatum". It was awesome.

It reminded me of when we went to Vermont. Katie, I know you won't be in school, but can we pretend you are just so we can do something on Spring Break? Great, thanks.

Things I am trying to do in the spring/summer:
--Get an internship---with the circus??
--Perform Shakespeare---with the circus??
---in Montana??
---with the Montana circus??

That's all for now.

No joke.

Looking for an apartment in Manhattan is like willingly paying $700 to have a dog shit on your face.