But definitely (at times) funny. The rest of us just roll our eyes and laugh. Or groan. Or cover our ears. Or take an extra Tylenol for the headache. Take your pick.
I'm really looking forward to having UBAR be finished. It'll be good. Nice. Needed, I believe. A break will do me good. I've just been exhausted today, and I don't know why. It's not like I've pushed myself any harder lately than I usually do, but today, I couldn't stop yawning. All day at work, I felt like I should be catching flies or something. And now... now, I have to go to a rehearsal, and I won't get home until 11, at least.
I'm completely booked every day/evening from now through the 15th. If you want to see me, chances are it'll have to be before 10 a.m. or after 10 p.m. It'll be so nice once this is over. It'll be fantastic once the show starts, and I'm more than excited to actually see the finished product, but I'll be glad when it's over.
I've learned something more about my personality and my preferences in doing this show--a little more of what it is and isn't that I love most about theatre. A good experience, but I think I've learned that PM-ing isn't my number one thing. It's okay, and I understand that it's necessary, but it's just not my passion the way directing or acting, or even SM-ing are. An SM just feels so much mroe hands-on; a PM is far more removed, in some aspects.
Anyways, I do need to get to rehearsal--only 2 left before we load into the space! Eek! It's exciting, though. A week and a half, and then I can sleep again!
One year ago today: Rewind to 1989. I was 7 years old, in grade one. I remember certain things about the playoffs that year so vividly. Nothing about the games in particular, but I remember the kids at my bus stop making signs that said, "Honk for the Flames!" and being so thrilled when people actually did. I remember my sister (who was 4 at the time) seeing pictures of people painting their faces red, and getting into the markers, scribbling red all over her face and my brother's face (he was 6 months old at the time). I remember making a sign that said, "Flames Got the Cup!" and putting it in our front window. I think we have pictures of each of those events somewhere.
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