i think all the interns think i am certifiable. probably because no matter how little sleep i get, i still manage to be somewhat alive and alert.

we start rehearsals for a new play on tuesday called 'morning's at seven' and it is by far one of the warmest, sweetest plays i have ever read. i really really want my parents to come out to see it. i mean honestly, its a dear little script about a midwestern family who all lives on the same block. four sisters and the way their lives lace together. everyone is around noho should come and see it. email me for comps and such.

as the air slowly feels less intense i begin to breathe again. i guess its the trip that will arrive all too soon. i think that makes everything feel manageable. the fall is arriving at breakneck speeds and it all feels alright. my class schedule is still a mess and i have to say that i am taking too many credits, but i think for the first time i can do it all. and do it with flair.

and maybe i feel ok about it because i actually have a room i can live with. its an apartment practically. now if only i had my own kitchen.