labor

school starts.
play rehearsal for the royal family.
classes.
performances of the pillowman.
friend beth visited.
discussion of acting.
she gives me a note that i try, and it works.
day off for labor day.
look at this.
cough and congestion.
feelings of gratitude while washing dishes.
later, sinking self-hatred over scrambled eggs.
i let it pass.
and worry hovers like smoke i blow away.
on a student's MySpace, he has cited me as one of his heroes; i find out by chance.
i update my own space.
i stay up till 2:30 am.