bethb's Diaryland Diary

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my sad fantasy

my tummy hurts. it might be from stress. or not eating well. or grinding my teeth to shreds. or...well....i dunno. everything.
how is it only tuesday?
tomorrow is the design presentation for titus which i'm going to so i can hear gale speak because she's brilliant. she's also difficult, but that is a woman with a vision and she doesn't back away or alter it or put up with actors who won't do what she's expecting them to do and i respect that.
after the design presentation, i have to deal with my own shitty design. and then sit through the final dress.
no one....and i mean no one should have to sit through staged versions of gertrude stein poems. they just shouldn't.
thurssday and friday are previews. saturday is officially opening. i haven't decided if i'll stick out saturday, i'm sure mazz would like me to, and i absolutely want him to feel like i support him, but i also want to be in my bed with a cup of coffee and finish reading fortress of solitude.
man, i live an exciting life. my biggest fantasy right now is a pile of pillows, a cup of coffee, a languid evening and a book.
that's sad.

12:19 a.m. - 2007-02-21

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