What a day. Roommate J has pneumonia. (Walking, I believe, because she still appears to have some energy.) I got a ticket to a Dan Rather broadcast to take place in the common room of our college--the topic is “Church and State: Separation Anxiety." How awesome is that?
Tomorrow I'm auditioning for Freshman-Directed and Freshman-Acted One-Acts. Should be sufficiently nerve-wracking. Then on Saturday I'm headed to NYC to try and catch a show of some kind. Ideally it'd be Cyrano de Bergerac but really anything is fine. It's my early birthday present to myself. (Although, of course, everything I decide to give myself comes from the parents on high. It's the hierarchy of the thing.)