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it's time to light the lights...
Sep. 14th, 2009 09:20 amYou know how when Kermit the Frog gets totally fed up with everything falling down around him and just runs around screaming AAAAAAAAAA? Yeah. Tha't going to me today (perhaps minus the running part, thanks to a bruised pinky toe).
I have a major work thing the next two days where I have to go into the mothership and spend nine hours a day trying to sell my department to 3,000 or so mostly distinterested students. Besides the general suckiness of having to pack up all the nonsense needed to spend two days at the library, it's a big time drain on my nerves. I am not good at anything remotely related to sales. So I have to put on my actor hat ... and doing that for an entire day (followed by another entire day) is VERY WEARYING. It's like doing eight performances of a full sized play back to back to back... (silver lining: at least this year there is wireless internet and my baby laptop. We are encouraged to tweet the open house, so I will do that, but will also have access to my own stuff too!)
And then... to put the cherry on top of things ... the theater group I work with is preparing for a Shakespeare festival weekend after next, and rehearsals are starting to kick in. So following the soul sucking work thing, I will have to go and try and stage manage a bunch of actresses.
ALSO. I have been asked to help write one of the sketches (I also have a sneaking suspicion I'm writing my own performance piece). So, me, who doesn't write well on a time schedule, has to try and come up with wacky Shakespearean food hilarity. I would be working on writing that in between all this work and rehearsal stuff...
EXCEPT. The company has recently hired me to help do some of the rudimentary kinds of PR ... sending out press releases, and submitting events to websites, and the like. Since we're working on selling the Shakespeare thing, this all needs to be done like yesterday ...
Which is the point at which I turn into a flailing frog!!!!!
Add the stress of a friend whose father is dying, another friend who's in a play that I must find time to see, the fact that a couple of the NY actors may have to bunk on my living room floor, which means I have to find time to CLEAN MY HOUSE...
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!
Gosh life. Could you just chill out a tiny bit???????? K. Thxs.
I have a major work thing the next two days where I have to go into the mothership and spend nine hours a day trying to sell my department to 3,000 or so mostly distinterested students. Besides the general suckiness of having to pack up all the nonsense needed to spend two days at the library, it's a big time drain on my nerves. I am not good at anything remotely related to sales. So I have to put on my actor hat ... and doing that for an entire day (followed by another entire day) is VERY WEARYING. It's like doing eight performances of a full sized play back to back to back... (silver lining: at least this year there is wireless internet and my baby laptop. We are encouraged to tweet the open house, so I will do that, but will also have access to my own stuff too!)
And then... to put the cherry on top of things ... the theater group I work with is preparing for a Shakespeare festival weekend after next, and rehearsals are starting to kick in. So following the soul sucking work thing, I will have to go and try and stage manage a bunch of actresses.
ALSO. I have been asked to help write one of the sketches (I also have a sneaking suspicion I'm writing my own performance piece). So, me, who doesn't write well on a time schedule, has to try and come up with wacky Shakespearean food hilarity. I would be working on writing that in between all this work and rehearsal stuff...
EXCEPT. The company has recently hired me to help do some of the rudimentary kinds of PR ... sending out press releases, and submitting events to websites, and the like. Since we're working on selling the Shakespeare thing, this all needs to be done like yesterday ...
Which is the point at which I turn into a flailing frog!!!!!
Add the stress of a friend whose father is dying, another friend who's in a play that I must find time to see, the fact that a couple of the NY actors may have to bunk on my living room floor, which means I have to find time to CLEAN MY HOUSE...
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!
Gosh life. Could you just chill out a tiny bit???????? K. Thxs.
