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What the heck?
Jun. 18th, 2003 10:43 pmThis is only the third week of rehearsals. Why, then, am I busy almost every night? Last week, the only day I did not have a faire-related commitment was Monday. This week is only slightly better, as I have nothing scheduled for Thursday evening. I love my job, I love my job, I really truly love my job... it's just that I miss sleep.
On the up side, fight rehearsal went well last night- or rather, as well as it could with nearly twenty people crammed in a rehearsal studio trying to swing swords and quarterstaves. At one point, my partner and I were fighting with 'Barney' arms, trying to avoid the pairings that somehow (no doubt due to nefarious magics) moved alongside of us and were NOT paying any attention to that fact. As for this evening, I merely sang for two hours. Yeah. Right. Wench rehearsals are NEVER just singing when K is directing. That is, of course, the reason the group ends up being so engaging. Dredging up the energy was deadly, though. I am knackered. Oh, and I wobbled off the pitch in the first line of 'Both Sides the Tweed,' which should be no big (it is not an easy harmony) but of course I mentally smacked myself for it.
ugh. How can it be that in the midst of such a busy schedule I am feeling so adrift? Mayhap I just need sleep. And to find time to at least attempt NaNoWriSea. But first, a hot bath, a good book and a glass of chilled wine. Decadence!
On the up side, fight rehearsal went well last night- or rather, as well as it could with nearly twenty people crammed in a rehearsal studio trying to swing swords and quarterstaves. At one point, my partner and I were fighting with 'Barney' arms, trying to avoid the pairings that somehow (no doubt due to nefarious magics) moved alongside of us and were NOT paying any attention to that fact. As for this evening, I merely sang for two hours. Yeah. Right. Wench rehearsals are NEVER just singing when K is directing. That is, of course, the reason the group ends up being so engaging. Dredging up the energy was deadly, though. I am knackered. Oh, and I wobbled off the pitch in the first line of 'Both Sides the Tweed,' which should be no big (it is not an easy harmony) but of course I mentally smacked myself for it.
ugh. How can it be that in the midst of such a busy schedule I am feeling so adrift? Mayhap I just need sleep. And to find time to at least attempt NaNoWriSea. But first, a hot bath, a good book and a glass of chilled wine. Decadence!
