3.2.2003
 
Just a couple notes about this past weekend:

The RISD scholarship forms came today. All I have to do now is write and essay, get Michaels to write a letter of recommendation for me, and find info about dad's paycheck.

Saturday I helped out with the second day of auditions for next year's class. Everyone accused me of going off on a power trip (I was the one giving instructions for the process) but at least I didn't weild the yardstick with the big paper slap-hand on it.

Today was spent doing stuff I shouldn't be doing... namely: sleeping. Wasted today completely and I feel terrible 'bout it. Yep, hardly got my work done. Dammit.

There's an article about Matt Gubler (the guy who came to visit LVA and made the theatre and art majors jelly-kneed) in the Living section of the RJ.

Went to Borders with a list for all those March birthday presents I have to get. Walked out sans $80. But at least I got the Chicago CD (finally)!
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Don't mind me at the moment. I'm mulling over the implications of the Rope Ritual.

Never heard of it? It's similar to quartering: the Rope Maiden (a girl raised to become a sacrifice) has bother her arms, legs, and her neck bound with rope and is stretched until she dies (usually by strangulation, but having her head severed is another possibility as well). Then the rope, now strengthened with her spiritual power, is used to bind whatever needs to be bound.

Extremely gruesome and morbidly fascinating.

Yes, this is why I don't have as many friends as I might.

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