zzzzz...

This is how tired I've been lately: this morning, after waking up and dragging myself out of bed after 9 1/2 hours sleep, I poured orange juice into my cereal. Pathetic.

my project

A crazy week. Work is nuts, ladies coming and going, Cristal flowing...y'all know how it is.

My extra-curricular project is taking up every waking moment...I'm having a great time doing it, but I'll be extremely happy when 7pm Monday rolls around, because it means I can just go back to normal. Oh, my bad, have I not mentioned what exactly my project is? ;-)

I'm directing a VERY staged reading of Neil LaBute's The Shape of Things. I haven't directed anything in a long time, so it's been kind of an interesting process. But I'm working with talented and creative people, so that makes things a lot easier. It's amazing, though, how many little details have to be taken care of, and if I don't do it, no one will.

Off to do more work. More regular posts starting Tuesday, including the return of Hip Hop 101...

"who am i, and what am i doing here?"

Anyone know who said that?

My project goes up in a week, and I'm getting nervous. There's just too much stuff to get done, and no time to do it! I always pride myself on being organized, but right now I feel totally scatterbrained, and that never happens to me. Oy vey.

In a bit of a funk - part of it has to do with getting very little sleep the night before last because I woke up at 5:30 to take my friend to the airport, and part of it has to do with a situation that I'm not quite comfortable putting on the internet at this point in time. I've got to do a little fact-finding before I start telling the story to the masses...hate to put something out there and then have to go back and apologize. I don't like apologizing.

Hip hop class #3 will be coming up in the next couple of days. I got slammed this week so I told the boys to consider this their spring break. My friend Matt, who serves as the class TA, suggested that, for their final, Juan and Rafael should have a battle. I think that would be awesome. Any other suggestions?

oops

Had one of those days where I totally felt like my foot was always in my mouth. Even managed to air my boss's opinion to about 80 people, and I'm not sure that she actually wanted that opinion aired. I did manage to leave a semi-graceful apology on her answering machine.

It just goes to show that if I take even 10 seconds to compose my thoughts, I can sound measured and mature and intelligent. But if I try to speak off the cuff, I can get myself into big trouble, and I sound like a moron. Ick, ick, ick.

I need a vacation.

sick

I thought that my allergies were kicking up...but after five days, you've just got to suck it up and admit the truth. I'm sick. It's a cold. There - I did it.

I always get melancholy when I get sick - feeling bad for myself, remembering days gone by, that kind of stuff. I guess it's natural to feel bad mentally then, since you feel bad physically. Does this happen to anybody else, or just me.

Soup's on - lentil - mmmmm.

Allergies suck.

My nose is running like a faucet, and my sinuses are all messed up. I hate it...

I'm a pretty independent guy, but when I don't feel well, I can become a big baby. And sick time, for me, is the only time that I really get melancholy for the days of yore. You know, old relationships, good times with old friends I don't see anymore, that kind of thing.

Time to pick myself up and make some dinner - I have to go back to work in a couple of hours.