Hello friends.

Anna, Jim, Bri, and I went to the Cliffs of Mohr today. Well, yesterday; it's 12:43am. We got up at 5 to be on the bus at 7. Our bus driver was nuts. It took up 3.5 hours to get there, on curvy Irish roads that make you car sick. Fun. It started raining and we got soaked once at the Cliffs....they were beautiful though....and we got good pictures. It took us 4 hours to get home. Ug. Plus, I feel like crap. Stuffed up, soar throat, the works. I just want to curl up with Bri and the history channel, luckily i happen to have the more necessary part of that equation. : )

Feeling a little homesick, but its nice to have Anna and Jim bring home-ish feelings with them.

School's slowing down. I had my first play reading of my Seagull adaptation. It went really well and i plan on having a live reading soon. I finalized with my director back home that I will be directing two shows this spring: Proof, by David Auborn, and my own adaptation of Chekhov's, "The Sea Gull". So come at see! I'm going to start work on my new project (which was bri's idea (Jess will appreciate it)) which is a stage adaptation of Neil Gaiman's "The day I traded by Father for two goldfish" into a children play. Should be fun.

Sleep now!