endings

I've finished my last official final of the semester. I have that I-need-to-cut-my-hair feeling right now. The problem is, I want to cut it and I also want it to be longer. I want to make mix cds, and cannot because of my stupid computer. But there is music I want to share and people I want to share it with. Before I leave, I need to buy me some more Moose Drool, and I need to pack, and tidy my house, and there is one or two more papers to write. At home some of my projects will be: making cookies to send off in care packages with my aunt. Making mini pies in little jars for presents, finishing up my amazing wristy cuff fabric things, organizing all of my outdoor gear, and scouring thrift stores for more outdoorsy and in general cute things. I've got to keep myself busy this holiday break, or I'm afraid I will fall into melancholy.

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.