auditions....
are stressful! After a cup of cappuccino (lots and lots of caffeine in someone who hardly ever drinks the stuff) and a night of auditions, after which I must decide who to cast my show with, I'm legitimately wired. It's starting to wear off just a titch now, but I can still feel it, so....::bounces around::
Auditions went well. Me, being, well, the director, would've liked more options. But this is what I've got, I will cast the show and be satisfied with my actors. It still, however, means that I wish my former Thomas Becket lived just a tad closer to my state....and city....and theatre that I'm performing in.
I'm feeling a little bit of sibling guilt because I forgot to set a tape for the season premiere of Lost for my sister. Yes, someone else taped it. Yes, I had a lot going on tonight, but ultimately, she asked and I forgot. Shame shame shame.
I feel like baking...bake bake-ity bake. Lady Dory sent me a website with scone recipes on it. I love scones. Looooove them. I want to try making some. Also, I have fixings for a pretty great lasagna that I need to make and I have some time this weekend in which to try baking these things. Not a lot of time, as an analysis still needs to reach completion in the near future, but some time.
I'm tired...wired and tired. Seems a little contradictory, but during the last few days I've been so exhausted. I want to sleep for a very long time. I want to sleep until I wake up. Alarm, you need to be banished for a night and a day (and while in exile, if you could think of a better way of waking me up more efficiently, I wouldn't mind so much). And if my nose wouldn't mind actually stepping up to it's job of helping me breathe while I sleep, I would be eternally grateful for the few extra REM cycles.
Casting, here I come! I come to you with a mixed feeling of "Thank God auditions are over" and "Oh God, auditions are over." I come to you excited and terrified. I come to you with hope and trepidation. I come to you with the full knowledge that the people I pick will make or break this play. I will be living and breathing these people for the next two and a half months. Next thursday, I look at you with longing, because on that day, my decisions will be made and remade for the last time. God, I am so grateful for this opportunity to do what I really love to do. Give me the strength to get through it and the wisdom to cast well and the ingenuity to guide my cast through a truly amazing experience of artistic creation.
I'm almost just tired now.
P.S. ok, so they have "recumbent" but not "wired"...."energetic" was the best I could do