still

Well, I'm feeling a bit better. I'm still a snot factory, and am going thru tissue by the boxfull. This week has been irritating and trying. Last weekend was Heaven. I had almost 4 days off. Only had to run the show on Friday evening, but stayed away until then. Then I had Sat thru Monday to sleep and heal. I did a lot of one, and some of the latter. My strength is back up a bit, but I keep dripping back into my throat making me cough. I need to start chugging the cough syrup D. But then this week has been three days of creature features, and also night shows, making for long days. My one evening off, Thursday, I didn't have to run the show, but there was a 'talkback' or Q&A session afterwards that I had to be back in for. I spent dinnertime with S at Borders and then out for drinks and nachos at a bar. Mmmmm. yummy all around.

Now we're seriously gearing up for Oliver. Rehearsals start next Tuesday and I need to have preliminary ideas ground out by then, to present to the Director and cast. Maybe, with luck, we'll have a ground plan for the set by then. The aforementioned website now has the most recent groundplan suggestion, and it seems to meet with general approval. now the details...

Socially I'm bored. I desperately want to go out drinking (and that may even be good to kick my cold), but I'm constantly short of money. I always have my slush fund for rainy days, but that is slowly being depleted. Thursday evening was a bit of a blow to my stash. I'm also finding myself craving female companionship. I miss going out and schmoozing with ladies. I think J might be a really fun drunk, but am not getting the opportunity to see. Patience, you dirty old man, patience. But when I begin to remember some of my dreams, I know it's getting bad. I may not need to change my sheets, but my morning showers are getting colder.
Say no more!