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Damn. Didn't get into the acappella group. Ah, well -- more time to do homework and karate, which are both probably more useful. Maybe next year.

I'm up ridiculously early for my schedule -- I've been up since 8, and class isn't 'til 11:30 -- in order to do homework. So responsible, am I. I've been banging my head against this production history since it was assigned, and I've finally given up on finding information about the 1999 Irish production of Antigone and have settled for doing the '77 Broadway production of Agamemnon. Though I can still only find one review for that.

*sigh* I need to eat breakfast, make some coffee. I hope the week goes better than the weekend.

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A ton of icons about death.

*rueful* This is how I deal. Am also taking requests, if there are poems or lines you'd like to see iconned.

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*staring at DWJ's The Game*

newredshoes. You have to read this book. Novella. Thing. It's short, it'll take you no time at all.

phoenixchilde, you have to, too*. And basically anyone with a Thing for archetypes and storytelling and Greek mythology.

*laughing a lot* Diana Wynne Jones, I love you a lot.

(Those of you who have read it -- which I think is only bookelfe: Hayley = David from Eight Days of Luke, y/y?)

*Within the first page, the main character is picked up at the station by her Cousin Mercer. I twitched, even knowing it was coming.