Don't let the cave-in get you down

Birthday Snow has turned into Every Day Since Birthday Snow, which has meant cancelled lectures, shows shuffled from venue to venue, and the only local supermarket not getting any deliveries. St Andrews officially now has no bread. We are a breadless town.

I think I need to get involved in more non-musical theatre - or at the very least, try to see more of it, especially professional/semi-professional stuff. My background is all very stylised stuff, in which you know exactly where you've to be at precisely what time, and I've always assumed That's How Theatre is Done. Suddenly I am in shows directed by non-pros, and because I can be a bit rigid in my habits, I have no real idea what to do with myself. For a while there was a lot of flailing. Where do I sit? Where do I stand? Am I blocking? Am I distracting the audience? After a while doing Arcadia I just started rolling with it since nobody seemed to care, but this doesn't seem like a Good Way to Do Things.

I just love acting. why won't they let me be great

In other news, I am no longer a philosophy student. I still need to write this obnoxious essay about whether numbers exist, though. :(