Today is sleepless with an extra dose of bitchy
Theater people are neurotic. I want the autonomy and alert relaxation of live sound. I want to know what I'm responsible for and have a chance to defend myself when challenged, not submit to passive-agressive directors.
And I can't program light cues on an hour of sleep. Sorry.
EDIT: When I call someone during my break after ten text messages to say "Hey, I'm at work, I can't talk or message any more because I'm working, I'll call you later tonight," it actually does mean that I'm busy. It does NOT mean "please call me ASAP and then text me again about your weekend plans."
This boy thing is so much more trouble than it's worth. I wish sexuality was conciously malleable instead of elusively fluid.
A very hearty thanks and much love to RJ, Hazelruth, Marie, Britt, Kalila, Steve, Dan, Anne, and Marge for seeing me through the past three days.
And I can't program light cues on an hour of sleep. Sorry.
EDIT: When I call someone during my break after ten text messages to say "Hey, I'm at work, I can't talk or message any more because I'm working, I'll call you later tonight," it actually does mean that I'm busy. It does NOT mean "please call me ASAP and then text me again about your weekend plans."
This boy thing is so much more trouble than it's worth. I wish sexuality was conciously malleable instead of elusively fluid.
A very hearty thanks and much love to RJ, Hazelruth, Marie, Britt, Kalila, Steve, Dan, Anne, and Marge for seeing me through the past three days.