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THough crisising, made it through class today.  Made efforts not to explode during the discussion of symbolism in Angels In America.  Very much appreciated the discussion with Hope and Katelin.

Theatre Journal:
Stayed after today to rehearse with Zaynah, Kiana, and Hana.

 Dance Journal:
I can't even remember what we did today.  I know I helped with remembering the washer woman's bronle and the Z-minuet.  There was some choreography in there.  And some modern technique.  And an ab workout which I think I'm getting worse at.  I've not been eating well.  Or sleeping well.  Or basically healthing well.

Gabe Journal:
Dude, I'm not sure if I can handle having my dad around until January 8.  And my brother.  I'm going fucking nuts.  My brother talks like a robot, and my dad is just colossally boring and cerebral.  And I have no me-time.  I did not know my dad would be staying with me.  I thought he was finding places to stay.  I can't take three more weeks of this.  Something has to change.  I don't know what yet, but something.

I swear, this is for last night

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Spent an hour and a half re-teaching the galliard.  Worked on my gimmick for She Stoops.  Got my partner switched.  Hi Casey.

Theatre Journal:
Going to make this up tomorrow.

Dance Journal:
I did a mini-warmup plus a lot of sitting around and thinking, trying to put together what goes together for the Laurie thing.  Not my favorite day ever, and it now feels like it should be Wednesday, but it had to be done.

Gabe Journal:

On December five and twenty

So far this week I have had something after school every day.  Monday, Philo rehearsal.  Tuesday, late-lasting field trip.  Wednesday, another Philo rehearsal.

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