yes, that's right - i'm getting the barfies again. i don't even need a clock anymore to tell the time on a show night. how pathetic is that? tonight we're opening and julie had to call me to give me "just a couple more notes" before we get going. it was adorable really. i think she figures that this might be the last time she ever gets to direct me, so she damn well is going to do it right. i'm obligingly taking the beating i deserve after giving her so much shit on past shows where we've worked together. seems like an even trade to me. one of us might even be coming out ahead, though i'm still unsure as to which one of us it is. teehee!
there hasn't been too much for me to say in the past week. a lot of mulling and perusing and wondering, but it's mostly been the recycling of things i've been thinking about for the last month. at least i'm practicing my good recycling skills before i get out there. speaking of which, tim came up with a great use for all that shredded paper! it's funny how the solution of using it as packing material just slips your mind when you're in a purging mode, and we know there will be someplace handy to drop it off in noho when we finish unpacking. sheesh, noho. look at me, getting all assimilated and shit. will i turn into a california borg? eep.
tim and mary are getting their stuff together and packing up the storage pod next week so that he can drive out to his new job in chapel hill on wednesday. after that i suppose mary and i will sit around in a weepy mess for a day or two. east coast, west coast - we'll be so far apart! i've never before been so grateful for advances in modern communication. with them and us and all of our peeps strung out all over the country it just seems so... daunting. think i'll go buy more stamps just to calm myself.
and then there is nick. whoa. that's one for another time.
more coffee! more red meat! more cookies! eeep!
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