All Over Now

Well, Grapes is now officially over.

I'm pissed because I didn't have enough time today to go out and buy film so I have no pictures of the cast or anything. The Theater department is selling pictures. We have a whole album of professional photos taken during the run but they're only accepting checks and I do not have a checking account. There are about 14 I'd really like to have. One of them is this fabulous one of me just sitting around during notes. I look all tired and disheveled...but in a good way :)

Oh well *sigh*

I should be working on...stuff...right now but I'm just too tired and too...I dunno...out of it. And tomorrow we have strike and afterwards I work till 9 PM and I KNOW I won't wanna work on all this after 9. But I'm gonna hafta. It's all due Monday morning. No late hand ins accepted. :-p

I have all this text and character analysis to write, and two research papers that I don't even have thesis statements for yet. And Rob STILL hasn't gotten back to me about the incomplete.

I hope I don't die before the end of this week :-p

We Struck

"This here's a strike. We struck!"

Yes, the entire cast and crew showed up at CFA this afternoon to strike the set. Nothing like physical labor to wake you up. It was my first strike ever. Didn't strike Haiku or Wild Things because I was working both days.

As weird as this is gonna sound, it was kinda fun! First Ashley and I cleaned the girls dressing room, then we cleaned the Green Room, then we went and helped Will, Jason, and Sylvie shake out the river. We took the whole damn thing out in fromt of CFA and tossed hay and wood chips all over the lawn. It was all good fun. After that, we all went back in and lugged boards into the scene shop. And to wrap it all up Kate Haslam and I got down on our hands and knees and pulled up all the tape. Crew musta used REALLY cheap tape to define the sight lines because it took us something crazy like 45 minutes to get this one strip off. We were laughing like maniacs by the end, people were staring at us. It was fun :)

After strike ended I set out on what has become a...four hour project of finishing up my street car text and character analyses. I've written 20 pages thus far, and I'm STILL NOT FINISHED!!! AND I have to write my Burn This text and character analysis before the night is out, practice my monologue and prepare my feminism presentation. I do not think I'm gonna be sleeping tonight.

And to top it all off, Teiwaz just told me he was shot in the leg this afternoon, which alarms me, angers me, and makes me roll my eyes because it is so very typical of him. And I think my array of emotions just pissed him off because he signed off rather suddenly. But I've never known anyone who was shot before. I don't know how to react.

And I would stay here and dwell on it if I didn't have 20 more pages to write tonight.

Back to the grindstone.