Thursday, February 17, 2011

Dear first paper,

How is it possible that we are not acquainted until the fourth week? Really? The first time I open Word for class, it's four weeks into the semester? That's bizarre.  Improbable. 

That's what I get for taking three theater classes. 

The moon was, again, amazing tonight.  It's Cosmo's moon! Tonight, it was huge, maybe the biggest moon I have ever seen. 

Of course, I'm watching Pride and Prejudice while I'm writing this response... That's what this semester is all about: me wasting my precious free time watching stupid things.  Well, not stupid, just not the best choices.  Class doesn't start until 10:50...

The makeup for Mac's Antigone was pretty incredible.  They all were really intense raccoons.


love,
hannah

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