What's wrong with the F train?
Jul. 23rd, 2004 09:51 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
rmGetting to work today was bloody awful... someone said a train hit someone? Anyway, no F service so I took the bus and there was an _awful_ accident on 23rd and they were trying to pry someone out from under a cab.
Been singing The Seven Deadly Virtues all day for no apparent reason, other than it's funny. Of course, that's a slippery slope, as I think Camelot is the only show I've never done that I know every single bloody song from (which is really stupid because the only female role worth a damn is something out of my vocal range -- it's simply a show I will never ever get to do in any universe).
Too hot in the office.
Have two freelance assignments to do this weekend, as well as two rehearsals, seeing someone from out of town, catching up with online stuff, really needing to catch up with a couple of people on the phone, and making sure I've got my 80s formalwear together for the Game Six extra-ing on Monday, which I think is a night shoot, which means I'll work that day as well.
Have to do a lot of website updates too, and expect to be up too late tonight mucking about on the dreaded Internet.
Also, yesterday at the shoot there was a four month old Italian greyhound. Historically, I've had an aversion to the creatures because my aunt owned one that would yowl for hours if she left the house (even if others were there) and just be jumpy and fragile and scary and lick food from her mouth and it was yucky. But this was the sweetest, cutest, most friendly dog in the world, and he decided he was my friend. Normally my reaction to dogs is "eek!" or "*pat* *pat* you seem to be a dog, how peculiar", but this little guy was awesome.
Been singing The Seven Deadly Virtues all day for no apparent reason, other than it's funny. Of course, that's a slippery slope, as I think Camelot is the only show I've never done that I know every single bloody song from (which is really stupid because the only female role worth a damn is something out of my vocal range -- it's simply a show I will never ever get to do in any universe).
Too hot in the office.
Have two freelance assignments to do this weekend, as well as two rehearsals, seeing someone from out of town, catching up with online stuff, really needing to catch up with a couple of people on the phone, and making sure I've got my 80s formalwear together for the Game Six extra-ing on Monday, which I think is a night shoot, which means I'll work that day as well.
Have to do a lot of website updates too, and expect to be up too late tonight mucking about on the dreaded Internet.
Also, yesterday at the shoot there was a four month old Italian greyhound. Historically, I've had an aversion to the creatures because my aunt owned one that would yowl for hours if she left the house (even if others were there) and just be jumpy and fragile and scary and lick food from her mouth and it was yucky. But this was the sweetest, cutest, most friendly dog in the world, and he decided he was my friend. Normally my reaction to dogs is "eek!" or "*pat* *pat* you seem to be a dog, how peculiar", but this little guy was awesome.
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