Cleanliness is next to nothing. --Miracle Worker

CRAZY.

That's it. That is the word that explains this next week. Not just crazy, but capitalized and periodized (that isn't a word, by the way, in case you were confused-- but it's the only word that explains the punctuation). It doesn't require an exclamation point because this isn't a yell; it doesn't require multiple exclamation points because that is repetition of the worst variety-- it's like the people who thinks it's necessary to add extra letters, i.e. loveeeeeeeeeeeee. What? A silent e in repetition? What's the point? There is none. That is the exact reason why I no longer like chatting on IM because careless people throw an abundance of letters into words that make me angry and if this anger can be avoided, I avoid it.

I've been teching for Miracle Worker these past two weeks+ and today was the last show. The last show means strike. Strike is the destruction of three weeks of work. The stage gets torn apart with hard work and lots of anger. I love working with my hands. Sometimes I forget about this. I love the way I feel with a screw gun. I love telling inexperienced kids to take the flats to the truck. I love getting that one stubborn screw. I love that blister/sore I get on my knuckle from the removal of screws. I love the jello feeling I get after exerting too much energy. It's just great. Everyone should try it. Strike reminds me of why I'm majoring in theatre. If anyone wants to know why I love it, I'll invite you to the next strike and you'll see. There's a large chance that you'll hate it, but that's why you aren't majoring in production and design.

Tomorrow I write a five page paper on the geologic history of Loch Ness-- and yes, it is as interesting as it sounds.

Tuesday I take a health exam.

Wednesday I turn in the five page paper and present it to the class in five minutes.

Thursday I take Anthropology exam.

Friday I'm going to the beach in honor of no more classes. It was planned today and I fully intend to follow through.

Saturday-- Who cares because classes are over and I'll be free!!!! Er... at least until summer classes start.

Carmen.