grr argh

I feel the need to be whiny right now, even though I actually had a fairly good day on top of a fairly good weekend.

Yeah, I know. I want to smack me upside the head, too.

But I keep worrying about England, summer plans, and being uprooted from the ol' homestead; in addition to the day-to-day concerns of imminent final papers, current papers, and being a good stage manager (yes, I'm still paranoid about it--and incidents like tonight don't help. grrr, actors). Not to mention actually putting on a show in four weeks.

All right. Focusing on the good: birthday cake for the March babies at tonight's rehearsal (yay actors!), writing letters to my grandpa and newredshoes, the kick-ass socks mentioned earlier today, studying in the library last night with Biz, Kloss, crewtons, and banannagoats, getting the latter hooked on My So-Called Life over the weekend, and oh--Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind.

( mini-review )

Anyway, I've got to actually focus on writing my Their Eyes Were Watching God paper. Blah. I've read this book too many times this year.

Also...I wants it, precioussss.