Casebook?

DONE WITH THAT MOTHERFUCKER.

Okay -- there are few things that are more unsettling than a deserted campus at 1 AM, when the stars are clouded over and steam is rising from manhole covers in the ground.

What's even scarier, though, is thinking There are few things more unsettling than a deserted campus at 1 AM. Well, it could be worse. It could be a campus at 1 AM that's deserted except for you and an ominous silhouette at the end of the sidewalk. Or a deserted, echoey building where you look up and suddenly there's someone watching you from the office windows. Or . . .

Y'know, generally psyching yourself out that way.

And then coming out of said deserted echoey building, looking down said sidewalk, and seeing two figures in silhouette skulking behind columns and looking your way.

Drops the bottom right out of your stomach, even after they move a little and you see it's just two more students up late during finals.

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Despite my ass-kicking on my presentation, I am not presenting for the Advisory Board.

But I'm okay with that, because it means I can get out of these fancy pants, put on jeans, and not spend the next hour and a half freaking out about the prospect of presenting to Mark Bly. The three 'turgs chosen have very good presentations, and I'll go cheer them on, and it'll be fun.

Ooh, and then we should all go out for ice cream or something. *ponders*

(GIP!)

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I'm kind of falling asleep, and it's only 10 PM. *shakes fist* Damn you, finals!

I appear to have agreed to be an officer in a karate/tae kwan do club here. Um. Exciting? Mr. Tanaka'll be interested, I'm sure. We'll see how well it actually works out next semester.

Also, I (kind of sort of) met the guy who directed Tommy tonight. (He also directed the movie version of Rocky & Bullwinkle, which I'm not sure is something to be bragged about -- but hey, he produced The Iron Giant, which is much more positive.) The awesomeness of CMU Drama strikes again!