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Had a sudden rehearsal-free weekend, and sort of fell off the earth. Aided by a Saturday spent in headache hell.

There was rehearsal Saturday, I just wasn't required to be there.

We were supposed to have Sunday rehearsal, but it ended up getting canceled. I do not really know the trufax, man... but from what I overheard this may come down to the fact that the 12 Angry Men set is NAILED TO THE FLOOR.

We're the first show to have to rehearse off-site ... and we can't rehearse at the church on Sundays ... and so "someone" blithely said "oh, we can rehearse at the theater on the weekend afternoons."

I'm guessing that "someone" didn't check with the scenic persons to make sure that they wouldn't do something boneheaded like NAIL THE SET DOWN. :D

Communication man. We hazzent got it.

But whatever. I'm far more freaked out by the fact that I have until Friday to memorize two monologues for that 'Evening of ME' that Director Cee is having. Officially it's the Spring Studio Showcase at the local coffee shop. Four monologues and a scene with me and my scene partner-in-crime.

I did the monologues for the first time Friday night and Cee gave me some tips ... but it wasn't like we actually worked on them or anything.

The BFF better be prepared to spend a few minutes every night this week listening to me while we're at the summer thing rehearsal, 'cause otherwise I'm doomed. DOOMED I SAY.

Who me freaking out? NAH. PSHAW.

help.

for those of you playing along at home...

It appear my mother's "disease" has a name. YAY names. BOO lack of anything much to do about said disease... which apparently manifests itself as that phase between drinking WAY too much and developing a hangover.

Meniere's Disease

I guess her Doctor isn't too worried about it. She called today to schedule the follow-up like they asked. And now they don't want to see her until JUNE 25th.

My Dad said it's the only time in their 46 years of marriage he ever saw my Mom throw up.

Anyway. She seems to be on the mend. My Dad will be only too glad to give up his position of "chief cook and bottle washer."

But he made her soup after they got back from the ER. And pancakes the next night. How cute is that?!