somebody stop this wheel...
Oct. 3rd, 2005 11:42 pm...I need a break.
So. Fucking. Busy.
And underslept.
Two more weeks. Just two more weeks then I can get some rest.
ptor was a saint and got groceries and made dinner while I was at rehearsal even though he is sick. He made good soup. Yum. Helped with the stress a bit.
But, damn, I am overwhelmed and over-busy.
So. Fucking. Busy.
And underslept.
Two more weeks. Just two more weeks then I can get some rest.
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But, damn, I am overwhelmed and over-busy.
Mostly cranky and shitty day, followed up by some extra-shittiness this evening.
Bah.
But, in good stuff, I have to tell you,
kineticphoenix is awesome as always and a joy to work/dance with.
My foot is getting better but still cranky, as is my lower back.
And I am looking at three nights in a row in the city for a show. Plus two mornings of rehearsal. Good stuff but too much stress and activity. Perhaps I can take some meditative downtime before we perform on Friday and Saturday.
October 17th is looking better and better every minute.
Now, I need to cut some music for the show this weekend.
I still need dinner and some rest and some quiet time.
Bah.
But, in good stuff, I have to tell you,
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My foot is getting better but still cranky, as is my lower back.
And I am looking at three nights in a row in the city for a show. Plus two mornings of rehearsal. Good stuff but too much stress and activity. Perhaps I can take some meditative downtime before we perform on Friday and Saturday.
October 17th is looking better and better every minute.
Now, I need to cut some music for the show this weekend.
I still need dinner and some rest and some quiet time.
like a bad joke
Sep. 22nd, 2005 09:05 pmMy sister and her fiance are being uprooted again, this time with his parents. They live in Lafayette, LA with his parents (since they no longer have a home in New Orleans) and Rita will most likely be trashing the place any day now, so off to Baton Rouge they go to stay with more family.
Fuck. What a nightmaree.
Fuck. What a nightmaree.
unbelievable
Sep. 12th, 2005 01:02 pmThere are days when "I HAVE HAD IT" does little to sum up how I feel about certain situations.
The capacity some have for flakiness just boggles my mind.
Cannot go into details here, but suffice it to say I am PISSED and cranky and frustrated and un--fucking-amused.
I am going to go eat lunch and escape into my novel for a while.
The capacity some have for flakiness just boggles my mind.
Cannot go into details here, but suffice it to say I am PISSED and cranky and frustrated and un--fucking-amused.
I am going to go eat lunch and escape into my novel for a while.
Fare thee well...
Aug. 9th, 2005 11:48 amTen years ago today Jerry Garcia died while in rehab.
::sigh::
What many know is that we lost a leader of The Grateful Dead, a band with music that meant so much to many of us. What many don't know is that we also lost an amazing bluegrass musician.
::sigh::
"Summer flies and August dies
the world grows dark and mean"--"Days Between", Hunter/Garcia
"Going where the climate suits my clothes
Don't wanna be treated this a way
...
Going where the water tastes like wine
Don't wanna be treated this a way"--"Going Down the Road Feeling Bad", Traditional
"River gonna take me
Sing me sweet and sleepy
Sing me sweet and sleepy
all the way back back home
It's a far gone lullaby
sung many years ago
Mama, Mama, many worlds I've come
since I first left home
Goin home, goin home
by the waterside I will rest my bones
Listen to the river sing sweet songs
to rock my soul"--"Brokedown Palace", Hunter/Garcia
What many know is that we lost a leader of The Grateful Dead, a band with music that meant so much to many of us. What many don't know is that we also lost an amazing bluegrass musician.
How is the weekend already over?!
I managed to squeeze in two rehearsals, a photo shoot, more web updates, a birthday party for a co-worker/friend, time hanging out with
ptor, grocery shopping, laundry, dishes, bill paying, and a walk.
But I only got about half of what I wanted and needed to do done.
Argh!
I have four performances in the next two weeks and starting next week through the middle of October my rehearsal time goes from 7.5 hours a week, to 9.5 hours a week, and my rehearsal commute time gets another hour and a half added to it each week (it currently stands at about 4.5 hours a week).
I like doing all this, but right now it is a bit much. Especially on top of working 40 hours a week and commuting roughly five-seven hours a week for work.
I need to figure out a way to make it through October and retain my sanity.
At least I seem to finally be recovered from the migraine.
I managed to squeeze in two rehearsals, a photo shoot, more web updates, a birthday party for a co-worker/friend, time hanging out with
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But I only got about half of what I wanted and needed to do done.
Argh!
I have four performances in the next two weeks and starting next week through the middle of October my rehearsal time goes from 7.5 hours a week, to 9.5 hours a week, and my rehearsal commute time gets another hour and a half added to it each week (it currently stands at about 4.5 hours a week).
I like doing all this, but right now it is a bit much. Especially on top of working 40 hours a week and commuting roughly five-seven hours a week for work.
I need to figure out a way to make it through October and retain my sanity.
At least I seem to finally be recovered from the migraine.
one year ago today
Aug. 4th, 2005 10:57 amA year ago today, within the past hour, I watched as my grandmother took her last breath.
::sigh::
I miss her.
It is not often that I long for something to numb pain, but today is one of those days. A co-worker's mother is dying and reliving what I went through last year in watching someone else is not fun.
Just another in a long line of reasons of why I hate August.
::sigh::
I miss her.
It is not often that I long for something to numb pain, but today is one of those days. A co-worker's mother is dying and reliving what I went through last year in watching someone else is not fun.
Just another in a long line of reasons of why I hate August.