Oct 18, 2004 02:17
And the mind is slowly shutting down.
So what's up?
Not much around here, I'm typing with my eyes closed. It feels weird.
Now my eyes are open, because I was falling asleep.
This weekend went by faster than it should have, I feel. It was the homecoming weekend here at Emory, and I celebrated it the way any theatre major should.
I went to a workshop and then to a show. The show wasn't bad, nor was the workshop. However, having it on the homecoming weekend was a poor case of timing. Oh well, I'll get drunk, and legally, next year.
Work at Martin-Brock on Saturday was a breeze. Some people wrote on the walls in the basketball court, but it looked like it could be painted over or whatever.
The radio show went well. We had a hostile takeover, which was the most excitement we've had on that show in a little while. Also found out that there were a few people listening to the show, so I guess that means that we're going to have to actually start making an effort to go the whole 2 hours.
Although, I don't think anyone could be able to handle Zach and Tommy for two hours.
Eh, I underestimate people.
We're supposed to be off-book for Tartuffe this week.
I'm off-book for the first two acts. The next three, however, are a different story.
Well, I know what I'm doing from 11 am until 3:50 pm tomorrow.
Damn.
Good night,
Zach