Baby, it's really fucking cold outside.
So that was one of the most stressful weeks of my entire life -- that isn't to say that I haven't had more work, I just felt a different level of tiredness and pressure.
Baugh.
After rescheduling the next monthorso of my life, having problems with said rescheduling, beginning CPTs, tackling the mock crime scene, working, working, not sleeping, DNA papers, withdrawing from the TO trip, tests, dissecting, artwork, being a zombie at work, and about fifteen hours in total of sleep this week, I am a bit tired. Just a bit.
My body actually hurt from suddenly getting copious amounts of sleep just after having none at all.
The first Anything Goes pit band rehersal was today (yes, I am in, after much confusion). On my end, most of it consisted of me following along with the music and sinking slowly into a comatose. Oh, and, you know, playing. Once in a while. Though, the director's going to double the flute onto some numbers, thank god.
We're also, apparently, going to be playing onstage on these scaffolding bits as opposed to the traditional hole-in-the-ground. Which means that, while we would usually squirrel into our hobbit hole and slouch lazily between numbers, we'll be with the cast, looking pretty. I weep.
And that's ... that's all been happening on my end for the last couple of days.
Yes.
Baugh.
After rescheduling the next monthorso of my life, having problems with said rescheduling, beginning CPTs, tackling the mock crime scene, working, working, not sleeping, DNA papers, withdrawing from the TO trip, tests, dissecting, artwork, being a zombie at work, and about fifteen hours in total of sleep this week, I am a bit tired. Just a bit.
My body actually hurt from suddenly getting copious amounts of sleep just after having none at all.
The first Anything Goes pit band rehersal was today (yes, I am in, after much confusion). On my end, most of it consisted of me following along with the music and sinking slowly into a comatose. Oh, and, you know, playing. Once in a while. Though, the director's going to double the flute onto some numbers, thank god.
We're also, apparently, going to be playing onstage on these scaffolding bits as opposed to the traditional hole-in-the-ground. Which means that, while we would usually squirrel into our hobbit hole and slouch lazily between numbers, we'll be with the cast, looking pretty. I weep.
And that's ... that's all been happening on my end for the last couple of days.
Yes.