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The lights in my office flicker every time I print something. *vaguely unnerved*
Also, this job has given me a new interest in Adele because the radio station we have on plays her all the time.
Gramarye and Sweeney, I owe you both: I've been singing "The Mary Ellen Carter" and "This Year" at the top of my lungs to and from rehearsal and work. (Both of them give me an unfortunate case of lead foot, though. >.>)
It's less "I am gonna make it through this year if it kills me" as it is "through this week," of course. I hate tech week at the best of times; I hate it more when I feel like I'm being scrutinized. (Or more appropriately, know I'm being scrutinized. I have to prove to the performing arts center that I'm not a flake like other recent grads they've dealt with if they're going to approve me to be a qualified stage manager for them. Which will be totally worth it, though, because then I can be hired to work on other shows at the center. I might be entertaining daydreams of SMing for Andrew Bird and Lily Tomlin and so forth.)
Anyway. I'm just really looking forward to next weekend. The 14th is my 23rd birthday and the opening of my show; Saturday I'll help out with our other show's performances; Saturday night I will go watch The Rocky Horror Show; Sunday I will have ALL THE SLEEP and a fancy dinner; Monday I will go see Metropolis on the big screen and eat pizza and drink local beer. And it will all be glorious.
Also, this job has given me a new interest in Adele because the radio station we have on plays her all the time.
Gramarye and Sweeney, I owe you both: I've been singing "The Mary Ellen Carter" and "This Year" at the top of my lungs to and from rehearsal and work. (Both of them give me an unfortunate case of lead foot, though. >.>)
It's less "I am gonna make it through this year if it kills me" as it is "through this week," of course. I hate tech week at the best of times; I hate it more when I feel like I'm being scrutinized. (Or more appropriately, know I'm being scrutinized. I have to prove to the performing arts center that I'm not a flake like other recent grads they've dealt with if they're going to approve me to be a qualified stage manager for them. Which will be totally worth it, though, because then I can be hired to work on other shows at the center. I might be entertaining daydreams of SMing for Andrew Bird and Lily Tomlin and so forth.)
Anyway. I'm just really looking forward to next weekend. The 14th is my 23rd birthday and the opening of my show; Saturday I'll help out with our other show's performances; Saturday night I will go watch The Rocky Horror Show; Sunday I will have ALL THE SLEEP and a fancy dinner; Monday I will go see Metropolis on the big screen and eat pizza and drink local beer. And it will all be glorious.
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