Boy, am I pooped. Worked grunt work last night till midnight, then all day today at GM Place on a concert load-in before popping home for dinner..In about 20 minutes I have to head back to GM place for the loadout (which means dodging high-speeding AV cases flying up and down ramps) till 3AM, then it's straight home to bed before rehearsal for stupid low-paying dinner theatre thing at noon tomorrow followed by ANOTHER event strike till 9 or 10 tomorrow night...24 hours from now I will hopefully be relaxing with a beer, till then I feel like snot.
Thank God I'm shooting Intelligence on Tuesday, I think of it to keep myself going through this slog.
hey...what the hell am I bitching about? My Uncle Dave broke his hand, ribs and fractured his hip on his motorcycle...now I feel like an idiot for whining.
me
2 comments:
Haha, ur whining... haha. :P:)
-natasha
at least I'm posting on my blog. when was the last time you put something on YOURS?????
and where are todays timestables??
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