Success! I win at graduate school. I got comments back today on the presentation I did in history, and they were very favorable. So much so that the comments are now hanging on my refrigerator. I suddenly feel like I can make it through this semester, and in turn, graduate school as a whole. Be sure to check back next week, though, when I am sure to have another nervous breakdown and re-enter "THE PIT OF DESPAAAIR." (ten points for you if you get the reference)
It's been a while since I wrote, so let me try to sum up my activities briefly:
I had week from hell last week, survived, and am a stronger person for it.....at least that's what I keep telling myself. I went to Milwaukee to see a high school production of The Wizard of Oz
which my best friend directed the music for - it was excellent, and not only in that "excellent for high school" kind of way. I then came back to Madison and dressed for the holiday with famecity
. We went as Christmas - she as the tree and myself as a present. I would post pictures here if they weren't utterly embarassing. I did, however, employ the use of generous amounts of glitter, which made me happy. Then, last night I ventured out to Cafe Montmartre with ubiquity75
and wholly enjoyed half-price bottles of wine and brie while ranting about sexual frustration.
Up for this week: more writing about utopian performance and queer diaspora....drinks with my mentOR....a fun birthday evening....beginning to write about the Federal Theatre Project....lesbian night at the Shamrock (that's right)....the reading of Shaw and Chekhov....and what will hopefully be a fabulous performance of The Last Five Years
. So now I must go, for that's a lot to pack into one week. Yes, that's right. I'm "very busy and important." :)