Archive for July, 2007

Monday, Monday

Well, what to say. It’s Monday. That means we’re halfway through the run. We had a great audience most of the time, but I will admit to being a little, um, kerbobbled at doing a show for one person at Saturday’s  matinee. Not that I objected to doing a show for one, not at all. But she kept checking her watch during the performance, and as soon as the show was over, she took off like a bat out of hell.

I slept as late as I could on Saturday, and much of the day on Sunday. It’s going to take a lot more sleep to catch me, up, though, apparently, because I’m walking around like a zombie today. Of course, I was coughing up a lung and a half last night, and couldn’t sleep much. Joe fed me some Nyquil (ugh) and some herbal tea at some point during the night, after which the coughing let up and I was finally able to rest a little bit. I’m glad he was home. I don’t know why I didn’t think of doing that myself. Too angry and frustrated that I finally had a night off and couldn’t do anything but cough, I guess.

MoMentuM’s end-of-season banquet was yesterday evening. V. and S. did a hilarious skit in which they made fun of everyone, including themselves. I was mocked for twitching when people use the word “quote” when they mean “quotation.” I admit that it drives me a little bonkers. Okay, okay, it drives me a lot bonkers. And I was officially inducted into the EnsEmblE, along with Danielle. It is truly a privilege to be associated with these great people. I love them, and we have a lot of fun together. I’ve learned a lot, have grown a lot, and am really looking forward to whatever comes next.

The first part of this week should be pretty tame. Work, of course–and month-end (which actually hits me the first day of the month)–and cleaning house, getting ready for Mom’s visit. Running lines to make sure I don’t forget everything by Thursday. I think Joe’s heading back out of town on Wednesday for a few days. Mom comes on Thursday; the play starts back up on Thursday; we have a show on Friday; and two on Saturday. Liz and Mom are heading out of town on Sunday, and I’ll probably sleep all day on Sunday.

I sound boring, don’t I? I’m just so worn out it’s hard to be entertaining.


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Well, since you asked, about now the happiest dog in the world is doing back flips in my house.  Joe’s home for a few days, and he came here from the airport to get my car and go home. I just know the two of them are hugging and kissing each other, and Molly probably peed herself, and she’s doing backflips, and they’re extremely happy.

The show got a fantastic review. You can go read it here if you like. We’re all excited and pleased. Opening night went really well. Of course, there was the rain that blew in right after we got all the lobby stuff set up outside, so we had to bring it all back in. (Our space is a very small area, and our lobby is actually outside.) And the corrections I made to our PowerPoint slide show didn’t take for some reason, even though I hit the Save button. But we had a lot of energy, and a very receptive audience. Everyone did a beautiful job.

I’m sooooooooooooooo tired today. Thank goodness it’s Friday! I’m not going to the after-show festivities tonight; I might be tempted to if Joe weren’t home. But I wanna go home and (a) see my hunney some more and (b) sleep. And I can sleep in tomorrow morning. Call is for noon, so even though I can’t sleep as much as I’d like, I do get to sleep quite a bit later than usual.

Hey, if you’ve got some white light or positive energy to spare, please send some Chicory’s way. She needs it. Some of the entries she’s posted lately have just brought nightmarish memories back to me, and make my heart hurt for her. And I love my Chicory and don’t want her to hurt.

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1. Yesterday I was exhausted, nervously/eagerly awaiting opening night, and channeling my youngest sister, who died a year and a half ago, for two of my scenes.
2. Today I am extremely tired, excited about Joe coming home today, excited to perform tonight, greatly looking forward to sleeping in tomorrow.
3. Tomorrow I will sleep in as late as possible, perform in a matinee and an evening show, and go out for a cast party afterward.
4. Someday I’m going to finish writing my Chaucer book.
5. I will never proclaim I will never do something, because I would inevitably be drawn to do that very thing.
6. I might go bald some day, although I doubt it.
7. And as for the weeked, tonight I’m looking forward to seeing Joe after I get home from the show, tomorrow my plans include doing two shows and Sunday, I want to sleep all day before putting on my pretty prom dress and dragging my handsome husband off to our EnsEmblE end of the season banquet!

Don’t forget…have fun!

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You scored as Serenity (Firefly), You like to live your own way and don’t enjoy when anyone but a friend tries to tell you should do different. Now if only the Reavers would quit trying to skin you.

Serenity (Firefly)


Deep Space Nine (Star Trek)


Nebuchadnezzar (The Matrix)


Babylon 5 (Babylon 5)


Heart of Gold (Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy)


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Bebop (Cowboy Bebop)


SG-1 (Stargate)


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Definition Time

Normally when I go to a sandwich shop which I shall call “The Tube,” I give them very specific instructions as to how much light mayonnaise I want on my sandwich. “One thin stripe down the middle, please.” And they dutifully give me one thin stripe down the middle.

Today, overwhelming exhaustion having control of my brain, I said, “a very little light mayo, please.” And I watched with increasing astonishment as the person preparing my sandwich squirted ghastly amounts of light mayo on my sandwich. Before my brain could wake up enough to send my mouth the message to tell her to stop, she finished an

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Opening Night!

Did you know it’s possible to fall asleep while you’re preparing a report? It is! I know because in the middle of doing a sort on a section of a report, I fell asleep and didn’t know it until my head jerked and I woke up and realized that instead of sorting that section, I had instead replaced the heading for one part of that section with a “Y.” But my head jerked and I woke up, so I only slept for a second or three.

We ran the whole show twice last night, got a lot of kinks ironed out. And the second time I made it all the way through my Ramona piece without freezing up or missing any lines. Yeah! I knew I could do it! Well, technically, I didn’t know I could do it, but I did know I knew all those dadblasted lines, so I wanted to prove that part at least. Anyway, we didn’t get out of there until 11:30 last night, which meant I didn’t get home until shortly after midnight, which meant I didn’t get to sleep until after 1. Which means I’m good and tired today. Again. Major sleep deficit going on here. By the time Saturday morning rolls around, at which time I can sleep in at least a little bit, I’ll be running purely on sugar, caffeine, and adrenaline. Fortunately, we only have to run the show once each night; rehearsals are over; I can sleep all day on Sunday until time to get ready for the banquet. I do have to do a bit of housecleaning next week to finish getting ready for Mom’s visit, but because I really was trying to get it done before Joe got home (he’s coming tomorrow), I’ve got a head start so it won’t be so awful.

The show opens tonight at 8. The set is incredible.  Everyone’s done such a great job, and all the pieces have come together just beautifully. And after last night, I’m even feeling confident about Ramona. So tell me to break something, and if I manage to stay awake long enough tomorrow, I’ll let you know how it went.

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