magicbeans. nothing if not awkward.

had our crit. didn't go great, but i wasn't expecting great. i kinda was starting to have flashbacks to my final crit of last semester. but things definitely didn't go that badly, and i think i got some useful feedback.

quick dinner. stopped home to pick something up, and was on my way out the door to opera where i wasn't sure if i was presenting or not.

but checked the messages on my machine first. a couple from garth about more flat issues. and nikki. she didn't get into risd. and i didn't have any time to see if she was online and talk for a bit as i was already late for class.

didn't have to present, but i guess i could have. either debussy's pelléas et mélisande or purcell's dido and aneas.

stopped in the library on the way home. i stop in and say hi to yuka sometimes on tuesday and thursday nights. and garth was checking out some books as i walked by. looks like we're going to be living at the last place that we actually saw, unless something better comes along before 630 tomorrow night.

so that's good. home to write my six to ten page paper.

my paper got pretty silly. i wrote it in play format, with stage directions and everything. and stayed up all night, and started losing my mind.

did talk with nikki online as i was writing though. and my best to cheer her up. she's going to be back in boston in the fall, this time at the school of the museum of fine arts. and is planning on transferring to risd as soon as she can.