Sunday, January 27, 2008

beg pardon, English degree

Full-proof way to fall asleep: three chapters (tops) of Sense and Sensibility.
Since there's apparently been family talk:

No, there isn't a particular reason why I need to update my resume. I simply felt inclined. I have been doing a bit of job poking, but mostly in a "see what's what in the world" sort of way.

Friday, January 25, 2008

the fourth largest in the country, in fact

I think I'm going to name the knot on my back Leroy, seeing as it's (1) completely theater-stress related and (2) never, ever going to leave. It put up a fight on Wednesday, and Leroy hasn't let me forget it since then.

In other news, I think I'm going to pony up the money to sit in a movie theater for 12 hours and eat unlimited amounts of popcorn. This tidbit brought to you by my joy of living in a large city.

Thursday, January 24, 2008

goo goo g'joob, not koo koo ka choo

Somewhere along the line, my song of the [whatever, anymore] seemed to switch to "I Am the Walrus." I guess this reflects when my life suddenly became rather odd and somewhat nonsensical (but in a Bono rocking out way).

Tuesday, January 22, 2008

blah blah, clever north wind

I'm updating my resume for the first time since moving to Texas. (No reason...yet.)

Sunday, January 20, 2008

at least I'm posting anything at all

I think I've mostly conquered the cold, if only because I've decreased the number of times that I've switched into a coughing fit, mid-laughing.

[here's where I stopped sometime on Thursday evening]

Friday night I bounced a baby as he chewed on my shoulder, until I fell asleep on the couch by 9 p.m. (a produce of Thursday night's midnight movie). Yesterday I made my best batch of brownies yet, and today I've spent all afternoon on the couch watching movies that made me cry. Since I'm about to hit tech week, maybe it's best that I got emotion out of my system beforehand?

Friday, January 11, 2008

working on feeling human again

A collection of one-liners about being ill:

- I received my insurance card this week, just in time to need it.

- Every time I've laughed at something this week, it's turned into a coughing fit. It's like having consumption, but only when people fall over or give me sugar.

- Brilliant idea until executed: consume the maximum amount of cough syrup allowed in one go.

- I had one about feeling more druggy when the cough syrup was leaving my system than while actually under it, but I don't have the patience to phrase it out before things get all fuzzy again.

Friday, January 04, 2008

come on knock on my door

I feel like I should post something for New Year's/End of Year Wrap-Up-ness, but I also lack the motivation to do so. (I lack the motivation for other things as well, judging by my rousing dinner of pickles.)

I think 2007 had the unfair advantage of coming after 2006, which was one of the most awesomest, rockingest years up to that point. Sure, 2007 was the year I first became addicted to text messages, my first professional mainstage, my first time not being killed by a mainstage, and--I don't know--my obsession with polka dot flats. Otherwise, it was filled with lots of stress and not sleeping and plenty of laughter mixed with plenty of asking if this was how life was supposed to go.

Fun, I know.

To reiterate, as I did so many times in the previous year and today at lunch: I love what I do. I have no issues with people paying me to call shows and write blocking and coordinate tech and have in-jokes with actors and the other ten zillion tiny parts of being a SM. I'm just starting to feel the natural itch of wanting to travel and discover...and a fair amount of the year was spent deciding if the urge originated with myself or somewhere higher.

So. A few goals for 2008:

* Don't freak out about life. No, really, Smith.
* Stop killing my plants on the patio.

Yeah, that's all I have for now. Again, *pickles.* I'm going to look at all my food in the pantry until I find something I feel like eating. Happy New Year!