POWER TOOLS!

Ok, so maybe hand-held drills aren't the manliest of the manly power tools, but I used one this morning and discovered that I'm not destined for contruction. Yeah. Then I hung curtains because I was not succeeding in putting legs on the platforms. I was better at hanging curtains. In fact, I can hang curtains with the best of them!
(I was helping put together a set this morning. Woot for required theater tech hours.)

Then we had rehersal, except only one of our actors showed up. Another one was busy, another was confused (and came late, after I called her like "where are you?" and the other...well, the other one was non-existant until this morning. How can this be, you say? Ok, so we had 4 actors. One of them quit. So we replaced her. Yesterday I got an e-mail saying she didn't have time. Our performance is in a week. So today I was lamenting my woes to someone in my theater class who was also helping with the set and she was like, "I can do it." And that was that! Except she was working in the afternoon, so she couldn't come to rehersal. But she exists! So we aren't all going to fail theater! YAAAAAAAY!

Here is my plan for the rest of the day:
-work on lab powerpoint (it's on tapeworms in beetles. Fun!)
-write Islam paper
-write lab report
-go out to dinner with Sara -it's her birthday!
-write more of my papers! Yaaaaay!

The party never stops, here at Wellesley College.

Random bit of info: www.hotornot.com is a random, random, really mean, but also mesmerising site. Once you go on it, it sucks you in. I always feel really mean, though, because I rate people really low. I guess my standards haven't gone down since my sojourn in woman-land.