So tonight I cemented some movie plans with a friend for Friday and knowing that I have a lot going on, I decided to put it on my g-calendar.

Um, yeah. Then I realized exactly how much I have going on. Every night this week is rehearsal, rehearsal, rehearsal. And class, and more rehearsal and stuff. Scenes here, scenes there. Rehearse rehearse rehearse. Dance dance dance. Which is mostly good, because I need all the practice I can get with the dances. And is even better because some of my textbooks are still wrapped in plastic, and all the rehearsal makes me feel a little justified in that, whereas if I didn't have rehearsal I'd have to justify it with "I'm a 3L," and that excuse is *so* last semester.




In wholly unrelated news, tonight I discovered Cherry Coke Zero. Cherry. Coke. Zero. I still think I'm going to prefer my beloved Diet Cherry Coke, but I grabbed this new stuff to give it a fair chance. So far, so good. We'll see after a few more cans, which means that by noon tomorrow, I should have a verdict.