I don't learn, it seems. No matter how vauge something may seem to me, someone figures it out. Generally the person(s) I would rather not have the information. So yeah, blogging can come back to haunt you. That's another piece of good advice my mom gave me that I have evidently not followed. I need to work on that.

Some loafing about for the next 30 minutes, and then back to campus for a rehearsal... I'm in a skit for Directing I. Whee. I get to be dead for at least part of it, which will be kind of nice, actually. I feel a bit dead now, so I might as well get to act like it.