Oh god, when can I sleep?

Apparently stress is what kept me going last week. I'm now dead on my feet. I think Sunday was coming down day, and yesterday and today the full wave has hit. I'm so tired, I can barely focus, and I've already had a big pig-mug full of coffee.

Last night was first rehearsal in the space - tech. So far, so good. I remember being a little girl and my parents doing tech for their amateur theater group. I remember it being boring, and filled with adults yelling (dramatically) at one another. I'm so happy to say that neither one happened last night. new_man did some yelling, but more on the order of 'my voice must be loud, because people in a conversation 100 feet away need to hear and pay attention to me'. Not the "if I scream, maybe you will be less stupid" sort of yelling.

Dancers were all as tired looking as I felt. I think most of us have one reason or another for being in rough shape - disease, exhaustion, personal distress (one dancer just lost her business). But, we managed to plod along, showing reasonable energy on stage, and slumping down after. The peices are improving nicely - now it's just time to keep at them, so they can be the best they can be by the time we do this for people who paid money.

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Tonight is arguably the most painful of the rehearsals - long-dress. Tonight, we watch each and every crappy little detail, to make sure nothing runs amok for the real show. And if it sucks, we do it again, and again, and again, and again... blech. If there will be yelling, it will be tonight. Tomorrow we do a tight dress rehearsal, to make sure we can hit the timing just right. So, the nitpicking has to be done tonight.

Big debate - makeup or no makeup? I haven't used real theater makeup in a real theater way in years. I haven't used supplies as nice as I just bought for myself in about 10 years. I could use some practice, and some feedback on it would be useful, as well as the opportunity to figure out how much time it takes. But it is icky. And sticky. And messy. And pore clogging, and sweaty making (and NOT in a sexy way). And... not actually something the director required. Typically makeup isn't done at every dress rehearsal... but I see it as a risk-point.

Ah well - I have two other chores in the theater - glue the pearls, and pin up Satan's cloak. So... the matter may be decided for me. If I don't have time, I won't be doing my makeup.

Take that bi-otch

Take that stupid evil operating system project. Now that I'm on a simple little single processor machine I have run:
test1c (the first evil bad test) - 50 times
test1d - 50 times
test1e - 20 times
test1f - 20 times
test1g - 10 times (attention span... waning...)
test1h - 10 times

And NOT ONE DAMN FAILURE. Not a one, none, nada, zilch.
Perfect every single freaking time.

Ahahahahahahahahahahahahahah! (cue meniacally insane laughter)

I may not be so screwed for this project.

Now off to write some of the paper that's due as a companion. Not out of woods yet - have to clean up all my chatty little print statements, have to add one more peice of functionality, have to write stinking paper. But this is a huge load off.


Given that three notable theater folks, coming from three different backgrounds have given the same ardent advice - I'm now leaning pro makeup. So, I will pull some spare moments out of my copious ass and find a way to get into makeup for dress.

Edit make that 4 notable thespians and one director. :)