It’s been awhile since I’ve last written, but here I am, back again.
I don’t think too much has been going on, but I’ll tell you about it anyway, ending with the most wonderful day I had yesterday.
I returned to school about a month ago, moved into my room solo, managed to heave my bed up onto cinderblocks (still not sure how I did that), and chilled. Picked up roomie from the airport the next day, missing the end of the Golden Globes but luckily seeing Kate Winslet win her well-deserved two awards. I haven’t exactly seen either movie yet, but I do plan to see them soon. Like, this weekend-ish.
Classes started that Monday, and I was surprised to find that I enjoyed my journalism classes more than I expected to. Professor Nash, who I have for my half-unit J-Colloquium course and News Writing and Reporting is a mellow guy who knows his stuff. He’s quite entertaining, too. That’s my Monday. Nice and easy. Tuesday and Thursday are difficult, thus Monday night is a marathon of reading and critical thinking. American Culture and Film (focus on post-war melodrama!), Medieval Italy (cat-obsessed Italian historian as my professor), then lunch, then my Junior/Senior Seminar on Katherine Mansfield and Virginia Woolf. I love that last class. It’s the best. Dr. Outka is hysterical and witty and well-spoken. She’s just fabulous, and she leads great discussion.
What else? I met my ex’s last-semester love interest. Hello, green beast. Skated over tiff between current roomie and former roomie. Saw some not so great dance (Momix) and some great dance/comedy/acrobatics (Cirque Eloize: Nebbia).
And yesterday, I sat about fifteen feet away from Stephen Sondheim.
Yeah.
Stephen Sondheim.
The brilliant lyricist and composer who cowrote Sweeney Todd and Into the Woods and Gypsy and West Side Story and Company and Follies and Assassins and Merrily We Roll Along and Anyone Can Whistle and Pacific Overtures and Passion and Sunday in the Park with George, my favorite. That’s got to be close to all of them, if not all of them. There was the Waltz one, too, I suppose.
Anyway, he came to Richmond for a ‘Discussion with Frank Rich’ at the Landmark, and Kathy Panoff got him to come to Camp Concert for an intimate Q&A with students. Probably fifty people, max, and Stephen Sondheim and Frank Rich.
Incredible. He’s a funny guy, and so passionate, especially about getting the next generation of theatregoers into the action.
And now I’m here, now. Ring Dance is this weekend, Pillowman Tech the day after that, then tech week, then show nights, then a week of semi-dress rehearsals with Imagine, then another tech week, then another performance week, then midterms. Joy 
Oh, I think I might still be in love with my ex. Can’t decide if that’s true, or if it’s a good or a bad thing.
Insert deep sigh here.
Let life continue!
