exhausted

The play is off-Broadway. This is exciting.

I'm playing a kid in it, but which kid hasn't been decided yet. I am singing in it -- which is extra funny, since I will probably be doing a "kid singing badly" bit of singing.

The universe is continuing to provide good things in stressful times, and I must spend a good deal of tomorrow sorting the logistics of the next several weeks, what with this going into rehearsals, and various sorts of work on the horrizon.

Someone told me I had a Dana Delaney thing going on today. That's new.

All I can do right now is drop into bed, which is terrible, because the only food I've eaten today is granola bars at craft service, but I just can't stand the thought of cooking right now.

Wow. I'm not sure what I'm wowing at. But wow.

*drags blankets over face and hides for a few hours*

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My introversion is out with a vengence today. I'm not sure if it's so many new people in the last couple of days, dealing with the extras pissing contests at the shoot last night (note to self, bring a book and hide next time) or feeling like I've had enough success in the last week to hunker down.

The introversion is a real problem, because I can barely stand to send emails, and I have a lot of those to send, as well as headshots and the like. And I have to go over to Kinkos later to redo my resum with the new info.

The shoot last night was fun, and most everyone I met was really lovely, so it was cool. It was also the biggest set I'd ever been on, so there was like the tracks for the camera and all, which I found to be the coolest thing ever, for reasons irrational even for me.

See even writing this feels taxing and that's a problem.

Also, apparently 9/10th of singing is just having the balls to go for it, because my voice is scaring me in terms of what it's willing to try to do and actually quasi-succeed at in the last day and a half.