somewhere where there's CHEESE
dreams:
last night -- lots of transportation. missing commuter rails, planes landing on the highway. also, that I couldn't get my signature right and kept trying to redo it, crossing out and initialing by all the mistakes.
after crew -- that our boats were made out of inflatable plastic rather than fiberglass, that we had lost our oars, that we stood on the dock while a novice HS boat flipped, and that I was running around the boathouse naked trying to find my clothes.
I didn't think I was nervous about tomorrow's race, but my subconscious would have me believe otherwise.
I'ma run out of Ritalin early this month, for the first time, I think. Too many 16-hour days when my doctor will only prescribe me twelve hours of pills a day. Thank crud it's happening over break. Also, I have a script or two of the less-effective generic sitting around. Oy.
other than that.... AccuWeather forecast today to be "delightful." (Seriously. There's a screencap in my gallery.) In my knee-length skirt I discovered that the Brandeis campus is a few degrees colder than, say, South St by the hospital. also.... I know I'm hot, but skeezy truck drivers are not the ones who should be telling me. Ew.
things to do: clean and pack. motivation: not much.
Saw Dr. Faustus last night. This show kept me awake through my overwhelming exhaustion. I was blown away! The cast was fantastic, most notably Erik as Mephistopheles. I had no idea his voice had such resonance, let alone the lower register he used the whole time. He brought a deep torture to the character. While Faustus ran around pulling pranks, Mephistopheles was the underlying emotion of the show. I have this feeling that Marlowe didn't give directions like, "in the background, Mephistopheles is beginning to sob at the torture of being reminded how he was denied from Heaven." Erik made his dream part his own. Also, I just loved his pronunciation of "Faustus."
Faustus was very strong, the comic characters were fantastic, Todd had a lot of strength as the Old Man. Well done on everyone's part. Kudos on the Greek and Latin pronunciations. The 40s motif could have been stronger; all I saw of their reinterpretation was to change the costumes and one currency unit to dollars.
(and I was the sexiest usher ever, of course.)
last night -- lots of transportation. missing commuter rails, planes landing on the highway. also, that I couldn't get my signature right and kept trying to redo it, crossing out and initialing by all the mistakes.
after crew -- that our boats were made out of inflatable plastic rather than fiberglass, that we had lost our oars, that we stood on the dock while a novice HS boat flipped, and that I was running around the boathouse naked trying to find my clothes.
I didn't think I was nervous about tomorrow's race, but my subconscious would have me believe otherwise.
I'ma run out of Ritalin early this month, for the first time, I think. Too many 16-hour days when my doctor will only prescribe me twelve hours of pills a day. Thank crud it's happening over break. Also, I have a script or two of the less-effective generic sitting around. Oy.
other than that.... AccuWeather forecast today to be "delightful." (Seriously. There's a screencap in my gallery.) In my knee-length skirt I discovered that the Brandeis campus is a few degrees colder than, say, South St by the hospital. also.... I know I'm hot, but skeezy truck drivers are not the ones who should be telling me. Ew.
things to do: clean and pack. motivation: not much.
Saw Dr. Faustus last night. This show kept me awake through my overwhelming exhaustion. I was blown away! The cast was fantastic, most notably Erik as Mephistopheles. I had no idea his voice had such resonance, let alone the lower register he used the whole time. He brought a deep torture to the character. While Faustus ran around pulling pranks, Mephistopheles was the underlying emotion of the show. I have this feeling that Marlowe didn't give directions like, "in the background, Mephistopheles is beginning to sob at the torture of being reminded how he was denied from Heaven." Erik made his dream part his own. Also, I just loved his pronunciation of "Faustus."
Faustus was very strong, the comic characters were fantastic, Todd had a lot of strength as the Old Man. Well done on everyone's part. Kudos on the Greek and Latin pronunciations. The 40s motif could have been stronger; all I saw of their reinterpretation was to change the costumes and one currency unit to dollars.
(and I was the sexiest usher ever, of course.)