Of 3s and performing and tattoos

3 assignments in 3 days. Approximately 3 hours of sleep a night. 3 inches of snow and 4 times the car ride. 3 days of class BUT 4 without. The universe is a place of balance I tell you.
Things feel good. Things are still cold and icy but good and sparkly at the same time. I looked at the Ambassador bridge today and almost thought it was pretty. Alright. It kinda was. Like I said, things are busy and if I'm not careful I stay up too late and start the day off cranky and rushed. Good things are happening in spite of the chaos. My research project was looking like a nightmare. I'm basically working in a classroom where a teacher doesn't believe in using drama in the classroom. Even though it's part of the curriculum. Anyways, I've changed my research question so it will work out, it's so much easier for me now. I'm making slim monies right now but having nice long weekends and I'm enjoying it. Fuck the everyday, constant, busy, no sleep crap. Been there, done that. It gets you nowhere but old and fast. Half a busy week works for me.

Today we gave a group performance in improv two. I have the biggest love/hate relationship with this class. The deadlines are quick, detailed, challenging and seemingly impossible at first impression. But, something has to be said for the fact that the individual assignments each group was given turned out beautifully. Everyone had the most elaborate set, props and tech that I've ever seen in six minute works in progress. And in the end the prof gave us a ton of credit, saying she was privileged to work with our class. It still would have been nice to develop the piece further rather than rush a script in less than week. I played an uninhibited crack whore, naturally. Can't imagine a day when I don't get to perform in some capacity on a regular basis. I have yet to find adrenaline and satisfaction in quite the same way anywhere else.

I got a new tattoo. An ampersand under my bottom lip (&). She's pretty and reminds me that I've lost my mind but more importantly, that I ain't no Juliet.