The rehearsal that wouldn't die!!!!!!

Oh dear God, please let me survive the show.

Sunday was load-in. I did not get any of my own work done, despite having tons of downtime. So much downtime that I wasn't needed at all past 4:00, but I didn't know that until we gave up at 11:00pm or whenever we gave up running through the show. And by running through I mean doing lighting, since we still have not had a dress rehearsal yet. We only get one. Tomorrow. Yeah, the day before the show.

( some photos )

That second one is actually going to be my bio photo. And that's a neanderthal skull casting (ie, made out of epoxy and not bone) that Janet Monge has loaned me. I keep it in my living room, since I don't want it to get stolen.

I'm frazzled. I'm so behind on this thesis. Though today I found one useful thing. That's it. I even forgot my socks in Houston Hall and didn't realize until I walked outside. At that point I was just like "screw it." They're socks. I doubt anyone will steal them from our auditorium.

And now I'm sending platypuses pictures. Whee! No sleep for me.

Let it snow, let it rain, I don't care*

It's blizzarding out. I'm afraid to leave the building.

And I got a 95 in my field school class. Not bad for putting very little effort into the assignments and doing them much after I had forgotten everything that had happened on the dig and the field trips.

Speaking of field trips- doing GIS and working with the Barrington data has brought up all these memories from middle school. I didn't realize it at the time, but Rhode Island (or at least Barrington) has this intense program to teach kids about the environment. We took field trips to the hurrican barrier, the Johnston land fill, narragansett bay, the marshes on Barrington beach...At the time the hurricane barrier was really boring and the 2 nature trips involved us getting all wet and icky. But I assumed that everyone took field trips like this, and sung songs about recycling in elementary school. Apparently not. Because otherwise, everyone would be recylcing and carring about the environment. These habits get ingrained at a very young age. I remember sometimes going to the recycling center with mom and lopaanre and getting to throw the paper or bottles in the big dumpsters for them. Until eventually Barrington started pickcing up recycling from people's houses every other week.

So hopefully my cousin Lori, who lives in Israel, will be getting the Bar Ilan transcript sent to her COD, and then she's coming to America, so she can give it to my parents, who will probably fed-ex it to me. And then I will have a shiny official transcript to give to the office of study abroad, and then I can have a shiny credit and graduate...assuming I ever finish this thesis!

Sleep has made me a lot calmer now, even if I still have just as much work, and I can't find a book in my apartment that has been recalled. Some other books of mine are also nowhere to be found. I really need to clean up today.

*In 3rd grade chorus we had to sing "Let it Snow," so I wrote a parody, "Let it snow, let it rain, I don't care."

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I found the recalled book. It was next to some other books, and even though I had looked there before, I hadn't seen it, since it was camoflaged well and looked like it belonged there.