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Okay, this is an old entry of mine, but Mel just replied to it. Remember my brief but fruitful "WTF?" fest over Collins/Maureen?

Mel replies:

Collins/Maureen? *blank*

Collins: I miss Angel.
Maureen: I want your coat.
Both: ...
Maureen: And maybe sex. It's a Thursdays. Thursdays feel like sex days.
Collins: RAPE.

It just doesn't work right in my brain.

I love my roommate. XD

Also, finished watching Angels in America. I think I'm going to have to make icons once Gypsy closes. I feel it. Because I need a Prior icon. EVERYONE NEEDS A PRIOR ICON. His closing monologue always chokes me up - not the one about the fountain, but the very last bit. "The Great Work Begins."

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I just had a meeting with my advisor. Things went as usual. He asked me if I had any idea of what courses I needed to take next semester, and I replied that I hadn't. He asked me if I had thought about my lab science, I panicked in his general direction. He calmly showed me the tables he worked out for my college career, and I wanted to weep on him in happiness. He found a course at the community college near my home where I can get my lab science credit, and I wanted to weep on him in happiness. He said I could possibly get credit for my work study scene shop work as a production lab credit, which I need four of to complete the theatre major, and - you guessed it - I wanted to weep on him in happiness.

In short, God bless Terry Heller. A-fucking-men. When I get my ass into gear and become a famous novelist or something, I shall dedicate to him a novel: "To Terry, who got my sorry ass through college on time."