Monday, November 26, 2007

working the balance

I can't tell if I haven't gotten enough sleep, or if I've just had *too* much (yes, there is such a thing). I just know something's off when I start getting this random and quotable.

In other news, I finally bought an iPod, if only because it was on sale and people were tired of me debating whether I should get one. Thank you, Black Friday, for always finding a way for me to be adventurous (besides roaming Houston streets before dawn).

Friday, November 23, 2007

because yesterday I was sleeping/stuffing myself silly/laughing 'til it hurt

I am thankful that I have people--both here and in Missouri--who can make me laugh until it hurts. I am also thankful that many of these same people can make me laugh when things hurt, if you follow that as well as my brain did.

I am thankful that not only do I have a job, but I am working somewhere that is endlessly interesting to me and thus so much more than "just a job." I don't stop often enough to appreciate that I am in the theater industry, and not as a volunteer usher.

I am thankful for Tenika's fried chicken.

I am thankful for the moments when I feel this is so very where I'm supposed to be, and I am additionally thankful that those times keep occuring with fireworks in the background.

Wednesday, November 21, 2007

popcorn and toast

I went from no plans to the possibility of a Mexican-themed Thanksgiving party tomorrow. With pinatas. And fried chicken. And--because I'm Charlie Brown this year--the above items.

As much as I should've seen in coming, I now can't get justifiably angry at people for calling me "Hannah Montana." Angry, yes; justifiably, no. (If I were at home instead of work, I could post a picture.)

Mom, if you read this: if you want to sorta-double up your Black Friday shopping by my grabbing things (for you) at the stores I rush to and you grabbing things (for me) at the places I head, just give me a call. I'm planning on Target and Wal-Mart, with a possible "I-did-it-last-year, why-not-this-year" 3 a.m. run to Best Buy.

Monday, November 19, 2007

open message to self:

So, are we sick, or what? Is this "incredibly tired" as part of post-tech week madness, or do I need to Lysol the apartment so we stop flipping back and forth? BAH!

Question purely to amuse myself: if someone's going to attend "Beowulf" somewhere in the near future (and please do so in 3D so you can duck limbs and such), please count how many times our hero declares his name in a threatening manner. Thank you.

In other news, today we have one more dress rehearsal before a week-long holiday break. While I'm looking forward to the time away (especially after the draining tech week), I'm all manner of concerned that we'll be working to catch back up (again) once we get back together next week. In the meantime, I will focus on this morning not being awful as that's a good first goal.

Unrelated, but I think all the people who need to know read this: my Christmas list is coming, but I'm trying to find out what will be on sale for Black Friday before I send it in. Sorry.

Friday, November 16, 2007

I like how I stated that I had no time to post anything due to tech week...and haven't stopped since.

No matter what happens for the Q to Q this afternoon (and it has the ability to be awfully awful), I have a cold glass bottle of sweet, sweet Mexican Coke waiting for me after.

Thursday, November 15, 2007


Why does everything seem to fall apart, just a little, for me during tech week? Isn't that the antithesis of the very week?

Lee Ann Womack, not helping; Stevie Wonder, debatable

(I wish I was finished cleaning up/out my music collection, and not just so I can finally justify the mp3 player purchase I promised myself upon complection.)

I don't know why it was so Very Suddenly Important to finish, but I just spent an hour debating the working points of something in the back of my mind since P&P. More details once I solidify further.

I really am a rational being, even if I sometimes want to move to London right in the middle of a tech rehearsal or fall asleep on the couch before 10 p.m. for several nights of the week (among other things). Really.
If it wasn't tech week...

...I could go into detail about going to the Texas Renaissance Festival this past weekend (of course dressed in the best of the costume shop), how my daisies are blooming again in the Texas Not-Really-Fall Fall, pulling out all our Christmas decorations from last year (such as they are) after listening to all the Christmas music sound cues on the first day of sound levels, and even go into the drama surrounding the show now that the director was picked to stand in for one of the actors.

But it's tech week. I don't even have time to work out my cue book, let alone tell stories or even post the pictures. (Oh yes, there are pictures...)

Friday, November 09, 2007


RE: past subjects - Really, do you actually want to know if there's a zombie in your shower? Barring the times when you're about to take a shower yourself--say, when you're just in the room to brush your teeth--would it really make a difference? You'd probably be better off *not* checking, as you'd then be closer to the door.

RE: maturity - When you're still in your heels at almost one a.m., you know you're an adult.

RE: lies SMs tell non-SMs - Stage Managers are not allowed to be sick. Stage Managers suck out all the fun of life. Stage Managers are nothing but practical people.

RE: style - I certainly didn't dress this well before I lived down the block from a mall, and it's not all from working in box office.

RE: deep confessions - I get *way* too excited about the possibility of using spike tape, especially now that we have the equivalent of a full crayon box of colors.

RE: maturity, revisited - Thursday I turned 23 and 1/2. Yes, I told people. And then I ate cake for dinner.

Thursday, November 01, 2007

So did the stack of noodle bowls, actually.

Yesterday I bought a wig and my plane ticket home for Christmas. They actually brought me equal amounts of joy.