i'm slammed

i'm so busy i can barely stop to think abuot how busy i am. i love it though. save the time i've put in cropping photos for real money at my little temp job, all the work i'm doing is sweetness. i feel right at home setting up lights for filming or reviewing tape, memorizing lines, rehearsing improv. it's all good. it's gonna be real nice when i can actually get paid for this. we're pretty close and it all depends on getting more college shows booked. once we're there, we stay there for a while barring any huge incidents like bell's palsy. all we need is some name recognition and talent. well, i guess we've got the talent.
i have to go to sleep. i have nothing else to say really.
hey, i;ve been having some nightmares lately. that's strange considering i never have nightmares. haven't for over a year. but i've had two in the last three nights. one i remember was me and bill went on a killing spree and killed three people, although i don't remember where. i DO remember that it was for the sheer fun of it. and feeling panicked for the rest of the dream regretting hardcore that we had done it. and the feeling of relief i had when i woke up was pretty intense. i was really glad that it all wasn't real. extreme relief.
we workshopped some shakespeare tonight with an old improv buddy who's keen on the bard's ways. it illuminated a lot for us. he's really brilliant with nuance and explained a good amount of things we had questions on or didn't even realize we were doing with respect to shakespeare. the show saturday should be stellar. especially if held up to our dallas shakespeare that we just did last week. we taped that show and tomorrow we'll be taping over it when we film our indian poker scene and our hazardous waste scene.
i have to go to sleeep.

nigthmares. hmmmm. what a strange thing to happen to a person. your brain scares you into believing something terrible is happening to you. maybe it's the superego busting in and saying, "hey, that id is out of control. your taking things for granted. stop going on random killing sprees."

i have to go to sleeeep.

b