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As I'm currently in possession of the office key, I think I've decided to go in really early tomorrow and then head over to the open call for the Taymor project. As much as I semi-vowed never ever to go go another one of thsoe things, after my own personal disaster for The Good Sherperd, I have two waivers right now I got by going to these things, and I'd be remiss if I didn't do everything I could to get my third. I have to dress like a mod for it, which is oddly easy for me -- too bad the dress in question is wool. I think I'll pack that and change as the matter draws closer. Ugh. I'm steeling myself for this already. If nothing else, I know life will be moderately financial better with a SAG card -- I'll get paid more for background work, and I'll be able to justify a lot of my tax deductions more easily. I've become obsessive about it again, the way I managed to allow myself not to be for a time. But here I am.

I think I am going to engage in some productivity today: meaning a trip to the grocery store now, as opposed to the middle of the night, and laundry as well and bake a coconut bread so I have breakfast all this week. I have to see the personal assisting guy at like 8, but anticipate that being relatively brief tonight, and at least I get paid.

We've not even had our first rehearsal yet, but directing this damn play makes me wake up in the middle of the night with all sorts of worries and observations, over and over again.