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so, today marked the third day in a row where i skipped classes. my away message read as follows:

::saunters into the Stars End Bar, and takes a seat at the shadowy end of the room::
::magicks a cherry coke into existance, and opens it::
::raises a toast to the empty air::
Here's to day three of skipping classes!

It sort of harks back to the days when i still frequented AOL chat rooms. This is back in the early nineties, when I was young, naive and stupid.

tonight, in Iolanthe, the god of karma definitely hit me over the head... the freshman decided it would be funny to pull my hood down over my eyes. so i smacked him in the stomach. which was brilliant. and then the director told me she didn't like my "willaloo" cues. which made me sad, since i'm a big fan of those particular ones. so, all in all, i will be happy to be rid of the show, although it's been an interesting experience. and my god, do those strings need to tune.

and i've been really dehydrated these past couple of days, but no matter how much water i seem to drink, i still feel dehydrated. this is slightly worrying.