damn you manner mode

quick hit at lunch....

 

woke up this morning.  my first thought was, "it's much too bright in here."  i looked at the clock.  

 

7:11

 

worst.  feeling. ever.

 

i knew immediately what had happened.

 

called ian.  talked to andy.  jumped in and out of the shower.  threw on some clothes.  grabbed my stuff.  out the door.  traffic slowed me way down.  but i eventually made it mhs, parked and walked into the builiding.

 

7:45

 

not bad, considering it's a 20-25 minute drive with no traffic.

 

we won't talk about how fast i was going between fields ertel and the mason exit.

 

and now all i want is a nap.

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journal time - students are writing about what famous person, alive or dead, they would like to have dinner with.  some of their answers frighten me.  i think the last time i did this, the most popular answer was jessica simpson, for both boys and girls. 

 

i fear for our future sometimes.

 

this is going to be a tough day.  i am mentally and physically exhausted with no signs of rest anywhere in the near future.  can't even take a sick day because i need to be here for the next three days to grade their presentations.  and no sleeping in until saturday.  i think i can hold on until then.

 

but then you didn't come here to read about my physical well-being, did you?

 

first dress (minus makeup) was last night.  rough would be a good way to describe it (i'll spare you more description).  this transition to the aronoff has been trickier than i anticipated.  so many details and the space is much different than i imagined.  and with the wings open, it makes exits and entrances quite an adventure.  i did a lot of standing around last night, watching from the wings to see some of the numbers.  i know, bad form, but figured this would be the last time i could do that.  will spend large stretches of time up in the dressing room - my set moving responsibilities are minimal.  which, honestly, makes me a little sad.  it's a wee bit of ego, a wee bit of just loving to be involved, a wee bit of wanting to be significant.

 

i know, i really need to get over it.

 

it's later now and the early morning fogginess has been replaced by a constant humming in the back of my head - effects of the 44oz diet pepsi this morning no doubt.  get the feeling that may become the norm this week, especially if i make unwise choices, such as staying up to watch gilmore girls and veronica mars before going to bed.  in my defense, though, i was wired again after rehearsal.  and both episodes were definitely worth staying up for.  GG was hilarious - much snappier dialogue, the characters felt right.  i laughed out loud several times.  and VM had an amazing line about a blonde girl in a hamster wheel (i'll have to rewatch and write it down).  actually an excellent way to end an exhausting day.

 

though i stole from today to do it.  hope i don't pay for it later.  and by later i mean right now at school.

 

OK, need to post this.  hopefully it goes through correctly.  we'll see what happens.  more later, perhaps.

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Tunes:  sound of students avoiding work

home by 11:00

whoda thunk it?

still, tonight was hellacious, with a capital H which rhymes with absolutely nothing whatsoever.

i'm off to bed, but wanted to stop by and say i'm still alive and am immersed in two different hells, tech week and grading. figure i might as well be completely stressed all at once, get it out of the way. plus, i prefer the tech stress - at least it's a pain with an end in sight. grading....i'd like to think it will have an effect on my students, but i know the majority look to see their grade and pass over the (helpful?) comments i took the time to write.

don't grade bitter, thurm.

speaking of bitter, i'm disappointed in the ticket sales for chess. let's just say it's not going well. seriously, this is going to be an amazing show and i'd like to take the "hey, their loss if they don't see it" attitude, but t'would break my heart to play to seats half full, not because i want everyone to see me, but because i honestly believe this is a great show. i know i'm going to have a great time doing it. i just want others to have a great time watching it.

off my soapbox.

must go to bed. little wound up from rehearsal, though. need to put my brain into neutral a bit before i try to go to sleep, otherwise i'll lie there frustrated that i cannot fall asleep. bad way to start my trip into dreamland.

see you in my dreams (but only if i'm lucky)...
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Tunes: rammstein - ich will (no, i am not making that up)