Watch me fail at life.
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themegalooWell not exactly. My life is basically is out to get me though. I WILL SURVIVE. I hope. Hahahaha.
Rehearsals for Dragonfly Wings have gotten completely insane. We're still a few weeks out and we had to be there for FOUR HOURS the other night. This, mind, is after class and work and on a Tuesday. So you just have to turn around and do it again the next day. And it wouldn't really be a problem if it were a straight drama or comedy or whatever and not a MUSICAL. My voice was completely dying by the end and there are two or three songs that it doesn't matter how many times you go through them and try to build up stamina for them, when you get off stage, collapse is imminent. It's really high energy and I'm just not USED to that anymore. So it's wearing on me. And my appetite has gone up SO MUCH because of it.
In other news, I fucked up my left hand pretty badly on Monday at rehearsal. Jammed the three middle fingers. Usually I'd take my butt to the Health Services and get them to take a look at it but I haven't had TIME. At all. So it feels better now and typing doesn't hurt like mad [bit of a twinge] but there's still some swelling behind the knuckles of the first and middle fingers. But it's better. So I'm guessing that means I didn't do anything TOO bad to it? I hope.
I have the actually rather rational fear hanging over me that I'm going to sick again on top of everything. Remember last year? Spent almost a month sick as a dog with back-to-back-to-back cases of the flu? It's allergy season and I'm fighting with everything I have NOT to fall into that. Bailey was already knocked out from them for a day or two. I had to take her home early from class Monday and then force feed her citrus and stuff. And she hates me because it worked.
I slept for something like nine hours last night and it still isn't helping me not be CONSTANTLY EXHAUSTED. I get home at night and practically fall over. But I'm doing well in classes, which is always good. Would love a nap now though.
But I'm at work and a Christian Motorcyclist crew keeps popping their heads in my door.
Yeah. They have a bible on their jackets and bikes.
It's sorta weird.
Guess that's all for now! I do have fun stuff to post about later on, but I just needed to complain for a while. ♥
Rehearsals for Dragonfly Wings have gotten completely insane. We're still a few weeks out and we had to be there for FOUR HOURS the other night. This, mind, is after class and work and on a Tuesday. So you just have to turn around and do it again the next day. And it wouldn't really be a problem if it were a straight drama or comedy or whatever and not a MUSICAL. My voice was completely dying by the end and there are two or three songs that it doesn't matter how many times you go through them and try to build up stamina for them, when you get off stage, collapse is imminent. It's really high energy and I'm just not USED to that anymore. So it's wearing on me. And my appetite has gone up SO MUCH because of it.
In other news, I fucked up my left hand pretty badly on Monday at rehearsal. Jammed the three middle fingers. Usually I'd take my butt to the Health Services and get them to take a look at it but I haven't had TIME. At all. So it feels better now and typing doesn't hurt like mad [bit of a twinge] but there's still some swelling behind the knuckles of the first and middle fingers. But it's better. So I'm guessing that means I didn't do anything TOO bad to it? I hope.
I have the actually rather rational fear hanging over me that I'm going to sick again on top of everything. Remember last year? Spent almost a month sick as a dog with back-to-back-to-back cases of the flu? It's allergy season and I'm fighting with everything I have NOT to fall into that. Bailey was already knocked out from them for a day or two. I had to take her home early from class Monday and then force feed her citrus and stuff. And she hates me because it worked.
I slept for something like nine hours last night and it still isn't helping me not be CONSTANTLY EXHAUSTED. I get home at night and practically fall over. But I'm doing well in classes, which is always good. Would love a nap now though.
But I'm at work and a Christian Motorcyclist crew keeps popping their heads in my door.
Yeah. They have a bible on their jackets and bikes.
It's sorta weird.
Guess that's all for now! I do have fun stuff to post about later on, but I just needed to complain for a while. ♥
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Date: 2008-03-27 07:28 pm (UTC)Also, DON'T GET SICK. I will WILL YOU not to get sick if you don't have enough massive willpower to keep it away. I just got over being sick during Spring Break, so we must keep The Sick away! *hovering threat of poorly made soup becomes imminent!*
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Date: 2008-03-27 07:31 pm (UTC)...Right.
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Date: 2008-03-27 07:46 pm (UTC)Though I do DEFINITELY understand why Sanji keeps his hands in his pockets now. I injured it by getting kicked dead on. Yeowch.
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Date: 2008-03-27 07:58 pm (UTC)Poor Gin.