rant

So it's nice that people are trying to be nice to me. But right now, I don't want to go out to dinner, I don't want to go to a surprise party, and I don't want to have to socialize with a whole bunch of people. I am feeling glum and tired and like I need to study for my finals tomorrow. The only thing I want to do is curl up on a couch with myself, or maybe one or two others and watch some mindless tv and eat something unfussy like mac n cheese, or a grilled cheese sandwich. I've been around too many people for too long, and need some alone time to return to any sort of equilibrium. Also, I don't fake surpirse well at all, and will dissapoint all that are hoping to surprise me. I like to know about the surprises, but don't really like being truely surprised. It's too often unpleasant. And why the Depot? I was just there. Too much Depot. Need a change of scene. And it is late, and I haven't eaten and it is inconvientant, and I feel guilty for not being happy about because I am not appreciative of all the niceness. GRR.

and that's just this week

Two shows down, one more today. Five more left.

Portfolio review: print photos, print resume, print paperwork, get blurbs, mount photos, iron fabric, write philosophy bits.

Theater History final: study notes, read review notes, look at pictures, read Brockett book.

Acting final: memorize lines, meet with group, find props and costume.

Meet with Jere, and Annie

Go to auditions

Panic. In general.

allie succumbs

Last night was 1st dress. Everyone looked pretty, and made me jealous. The only bad part about being a stage manager is that I never get to dress up in the pretty clothes. Rather a stressful night--I actually came pretty close to crying in front of my lighting designer, because I don't like last minute changes after the second tech run, and Michael had just handed me a bunch of cuts that changed script, sound and light cues, and set moving. It was only because I hadn't had the time to fully process new information and adapt to it that made it difficult--usually it doesn't stress me out at all. But we managed to solider on, and finished the show. Now it is tuesday, and second dress, and a whole new day.

In other news (news that I know my mother will give me crap for), I came down with a very nasty bug last night. I was in the middle of working on theater history when it hit me, and I tried to just go to bed and sleep it off, but it kept getting worse all through the night. By early morning, I removed myself from bed and laid in the tub for two hours, replacing the cooling water with hot, because I was having such a hard time regulating my body temperature. It seems to be a combination of the stomach virus, the throat virus, and the general cold. All three of which have been travelling through my cast. I have been taking care of myself, but what with the recent lack of sleep and a certain person's germs, my immune system had an Epic Fail.

Epic Fail is stolen from my roommate. Professor Annie wouldn't let me go to my morning class, and I know if I go home I won't make my afternoon class, so I have been slowly travelling around campus. I laid on the benches in the hall of PARTV. I laid on the floor of the green room with the lights off. I sat on the floor of the bookstore and read Cosmo and Time in the children's section. I went to the Market and bought cough drops, dayquil, and tums, and saltines, and tea, and apple juice.

Now I am in the computer lab, and the medicine has gotten rid of some of the worst symptoms. I am almost human again. Class in an hour and then I will take more medicine and go home for two hours.

It is amazing how certain text messages can brighten one's whole day.

plotting and planning

Light Cue
Sound Cue
Sound Cue
Full Black in
Light Cue
Legs 1, 2, 3 out
Full Black 2 out
Revolve out
Light Cue
Legs 1, 2, 3 in
Light Cue
Tree Move
Scrim In
Light Cue
Sound Cue
Full Black out

That's something like the scene change that takes us into the end of the show for Merry Wives, though, the Cues are happening in a separate time than everything that is moving on stage. Also, everyone is changing costumes, grabbing instruments, and plotting and planning in front of the down stage black, distracting the audience from the suspicious rumbling from behind.

Exciting times.