Chronologically speaking...
Friday: I get my LING 290 midterm back. I was genuinely worried about the exam before I took it, but didn't think that I did too poorly afterward. It turns out that I got 103%. Wow. I go to work, meet Alisyn, listen to "Panic!," then go usher for "Midsummer." It's amazing. I recommend it to everyone.
Afterward I opt out of going to the keg show, as I don't feel too keen on paying $8 for soda. I go home, read some of my stage management book, eat away my stress in the form of bad-for-you food, watch "Family Guy" and go to sleep. I wake up at 9:30 a.m. on
Saturday: I watch "Family Guy" with Steve and Marie. At around noon we go to the mall, where I am reminded how much I hate American consumerism. I am also amazed at the demographic that malls attract, as well as astonished at some of the people that are parents and the way they carry their infants.
At three we go to see "The DaVinci Code." It wasn't bad, but I thought it could be better. It was melodramatic at times, but I suppose that's just keeping true to the book.
That night, I go to Lord Leebrick to see "Sex Habits of American Women," which I thoroughly enjoyed, regardless of what anyone else says. Well, save for one actor. Afterward, Brian and I walk Gourangi home and then go back to his quad, where he introduces me to "Queer as Folk." This continues into the wee hours of
Sunday: Finally Brian and I get to sleep, but I don't sleep too well. Before I know it, it's 8 a.m. and we have to get up and go our separate ways. Even being sleep deprived, I felt better that morning than I have felt in a long time. I go home and try to sleep for about two hours before getting a call from Caryn, who has heard that auditions got moved from 2 to 1. I haven't heard this, but not wanting to appear as a bad stage manager I show up an hour early just to make sure. The auditions are at 2, so I am saved.
Auditions are long, and afterward I am supposed to go to the birthday party for the director of "Sex Habits" with Brian, but it is canceled. I stop by Sarah's house, and find that Brian, Mary and Anna are coming over for dinner, and I get invited to stay. I do.
It starts hailing sideways. And pouring. I, lacking a jacket or umbrella and being on my bike, decide I will ride home when the rain lets up. It doesn't. So Brian, Sarah, Allen, Jessica and I play Kings with wine, and we all go to bed. I resolve to get up early so I can make it to work on time on
Monday: I wake up at 6:30 on Monday after an extremely uncomfortable night crammed between Brian and the back of a futon. That boy does not move when he sleeps, and I do. Unfortunately, I had no room in which to do so.
I ride my bike to work in the rain, completely defeating the purpose of staying the night. I get to work soaked and exhausted, having had about six or seven hours of sleep over the past two nights. I haven't showered in two days, and I'm wearing the same clothes that I wore on Sunday. So, of course, I get hit on more than any other shift I've ever worked, as well as meeting my future husband, who is a 28-year-old lawyer from Houston who owns his own law firm. He doesn't know it yet, but I will not work a day out of college. :-)
After work I go to Sarah's and we have lunch. I skip Folklore, and show up to costume lab on time. I spend my whole time in storage, and then I go to Swahili to tell Marko that I have to leave to go to callbacks. Those were interesting, especially finding out that Jan Powell has a range of two-and-a-half octaves and can hit a high D. Casting will be tough for Jack.
After auditions, I come home for the first time in, like, a day and a half. I watch the series finale of "Alias" (sad...) and go to Common Grounds to get food. I come back, start my post, and don't finish it until early in the morning on
Tuesday.
That is all.
Afterward I opt out of going to the keg show, as I don't feel too keen on paying $8 for soda. I go home, read some of my stage management book, eat away my stress in the form of bad-for-you food, watch "Family Guy" and go to sleep. I wake up at 9:30 a.m. on
Saturday: I watch "Family Guy" with Steve and Marie. At around noon we go to the mall, where I am reminded how much I hate American consumerism. I am also amazed at the demographic that malls attract, as well as astonished at some of the people that are parents and the way they carry their infants.
At three we go to see "The DaVinci Code." It wasn't bad, but I thought it could be better. It was melodramatic at times, but I suppose that's just keeping true to the book.
That night, I go to Lord Leebrick to see "Sex Habits of American Women," which I thoroughly enjoyed, regardless of what anyone else says. Well, save for one actor. Afterward, Brian and I walk Gourangi home and then go back to his quad, where he introduces me to "Queer as Folk." This continues into the wee hours of
Sunday: Finally Brian and I get to sleep, but I don't sleep too well. Before I know it, it's 8 a.m. and we have to get up and go our separate ways. Even being sleep deprived, I felt better that morning than I have felt in a long time. I go home and try to sleep for about two hours before getting a call from Caryn, who has heard that auditions got moved from 2 to 1. I haven't heard this, but not wanting to appear as a bad stage manager I show up an hour early just to make sure. The auditions are at 2, so I am saved.
Auditions are long, and afterward I am supposed to go to the birthday party for the director of "Sex Habits" with Brian, but it is canceled. I stop by Sarah's house, and find that Brian, Mary and Anna are coming over for dinner, and I get invited to stay. I do.
It starts hailing sideways. And pouring. I, lacking a jacket or umbrella and being on my bike, decide I will ride home when the rain lets up. It doesn't. So Brian, Sarah, Allen, Jessica and I play Kings with wine, and we all go to bed. I resolve to get up early so I can make it to work on time on
Monday: I wake up at 6:30 on Monday after an extremely uncomfortable night crammed between Brian and the back of a futon. That boy does not move when he sleeps, and I do. Unfortunately, I had no room in which to do so.
I ride my bike to work in the rain, completely defeating the purpose of staying the night. I get to work soaked and exhausted, having had about six or seven hours of sleep over the past two nights. I haven't showered in two days, and I'm wearing the same clothes that I wore on Sunday. So, of course, I get hit on more than any other shift I've ever worked, as well as meeting my future husband, who is a 28-year-old lawyer from Houston who owns his own law firm. He doesn't know it yet, but I will not work a day out of college. :-)
After work I go to Sarah's and we have lunch. I skip Folklore, and show up to costume lab on time. I spend my whole time in storage, and then I go to Swahili to tell Marko that I have to leave to go to callbacks. Those were interesting, especially finding out that Jan Powell has a range of two-and-a-half octaves and can hit a high D. Casting will be tough for Jack.
After auditions, I come home for the first time in, like, a day and a half. I watch the series finale of "Alias" (sad...) and go to Common Grounds to get food. I come back, start my post, and don't finish it until early in the morning on
Tuesday.
That is all.