Hello Insomnia. My old friend.
This week has been utterly exhausting and it's not even half-way through. Nothing like returning to school.
I'm in the middle of switching roommates. The bulk of that happened Sunday night... starting around midnight... making for a stupidly late night. Joe is still around, still packing stuff up. It's mostly just noises coming from the basement with periodic emergences to load up a car and leave for a bit. Tyler and I have set up a very quiet, congenial living situation. It's far too early to make such a bold statement, but it looks like we're going to be a good house pair. Plus, he set up internet! No more stealing wireless! No more weak and dodgy connections!
School looks like it's going to be the death of me... as usual. I'm can't get into any of the classes I need, so I'm going to attempt to hunt people down and make them sign overrides tomorrow. And get keys for the department. And do up a floor plan for Differ/End. And send out an e-mail or two for Tartuffe. Yikes. Monday was amazingly exhausting. I went to my acting class, which looks like it's going to be really really cool. But I've forgotten how tiring (mentally) physical theatre is. If that first class was any indication... wow. I was so wiped after that. What is it... the moment between panic and possibility... something like that.
Class was follwed by a five hour reading/discussion of the second draft of Differ/End. Towards the end of the first act, I suddenly crashed. I just got insanely tired. Funny thing was, that was the case for at least half the people in the room. Working on Differ/End is exhausting, I think because of the futility associated with the issues of the Aboriginal land disputes that the show deals with. I don't know. But having the first rehearsal (not even, since it was a read through) be so EXHAUSTING... that does not bode well. I just feel like I'm fighting incredibly hard against this pressing wave of nihilism on this one.
I walked home with Jaime afterwards in this weird spring/rain that we're having. We sort of tried to talk about the script. Sort of... When I got home, I drowned my concerns in wine and staying up insanely late watching movies. It's getting late again now. This is the third night in a row that I've still stayed up despite severe tiredness. It's a bit of a 'can't sleep or deadlines will eat me' mentality.
Erg. This term is going to be sooooo busy. No time for anything extra-curricular. Not even enough time for the stuff that I'm already commited to doing. T'will be interesting.
I'm in the middle of switching roommates. The bulk of that happened Sunday night... starting around midnight... making for a stupidly late night. Joe is still around, still packing stuff up. It's mostly just noises coming from the basement with periodic emergences to load up a car and leave for a bit. Tyler and I have set up a very quiet, congenial living situation. It's far too early to make such a bold statement, but it looks like we're going to be a good house pair. Plus, he set up internet! No more stealing wireless! No more weak and dodgy connections!
School looks like it's going to be the death of me... as usual. I'm can't get into any of the classes I need, so I'm going to attempt to hunt people down and make them sign overrides tomorrow. And get keys for the department. And do up a floor plan for Differ/End. And send out an e-mail or two for Tartuffe. Yikes. Monday was amazingly exhausting. I went to my acting class, which looks like it's going to be really really cool. But I've forgotten how tiring (mentally) physical theatre is. If that first class was any indication... wow. I was so wiped after that. What is it... the moment between panic and possibility... something like that.
Class was follwed by a five hour reading/discussion of the second draft of Differ/End. Towards the end of the first act, I suddenly crashed. I just got insanely tired. Funny thing was, that was the case for at least half the people in the room. Working on Differ/End is exhausting, I think because of the futility associated with the issues of the Aboriginal land disputes that the show deals with. I don't know. But having the first rehearsal (not even, since it was a read through) be so EXHAUSTING... that does not bode well. I just feel like I'm fighting incredibly hard against this pressing wave of nihilism on this one.
I walked home with Jaime afterwards in this weird spring/rain that we're having. We sort of tried to talk about the script. Sort of... When I got home, I drowned my concerns in wine and staying up insanely late watching movies. It's getting late again now. This is the third night in a row that I've still stayed up despite severe tiredness. It's a bit of a 'can't sleep or deadlines will eat me' mentality.
Erg. This term is going to be sooooo busy. No time for anything extra-curricular. Not even enough time for the stuff that I'm already commited to doing. T'will be interesting.