And see? That's how bored I am! I'm creatively CaPitaLizinG certain LeTTerS so words look CooLeR.
Just kidding, they don't.
The Oresteia opens next Saturday. I wish we had more time. And I wish (only a little) that I could go back in time and be more friendly. I'm worried that most of the cast will remember me as "that quiet bitch on the laptop."
This job... this effing effing job... I can't bitch about it anymore, what's the point? Still waiting to hear from Folger...
I'm on a losing-streak with my days. Ever since last Tuesday my days have only ranged from Eff! to Eh? No Wahoo! or even Ahh... My scale system could use some work.
WSC doesn't inform me of things that I need to know about so's I can do my job. ASAP, friends, ASAP Poof.
Didn't go to the Helen Hayes. Regrettable? Meh. I mean, maybe I should have gone, but I did not feel like dressing up and being a nervous schmoozer for an evening. I felt even less for going since I saw almost none of the shows nominated. They need a new category: Good Affordable Theatre.
I'm tired. I'm antsy. I'm really sick on the anticipation of waiting and waiting and waiting and waiting. I realize that I've attached too much importance to these jobs I've applied for, but I honestly feel my mind snapping and cracking in my situation right now, and I need a positive change. Immediately.
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They actually do have an award for good affordable theatre. It's called the best emerging theatre award or something... Taffety Punk won it!
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