...Like an Emotional Sneeze

ACHOO!

'Scuse me.

Hey... I guess I've been lazy- but more than that, I've been bogged down with work and school. My brain doesn't work anymore- well, not without the help of a good set of old-fashioned all-nighters. Mmm... I finally know the joys of pizza and caffinated beverages. Not that I didn't enjoy Mountain Dew before- I did. But I've built up a tolerance, you could say.

Now, instead of a two-liter swigging night of Dew, I chug a few cans of 180 over the course of the night.

During the night, I may or may not crash. There's only been one so far that I've actually gotten up to get a couple hours of work in. That was Tuesday. It was also the biggest mistake of my life.

No, wait... wait. I shouldn't say that. There are much worse things than picking up four random hours categorizing shoes so that your manager can keep her job and you can get brownie points. (Brownie points just sounds so wrong in a work context... oh, the double entendres.) The lack of sleep did give me a new perspective on my play, though- and that was exactly what I needed.

It's going to be peformed by my classmates next Thursday. I say performed, but I really mean that it'll be a staged walkthrough- like a cool reading (as opposed to a "cold reading"- when you get the script and have mere seconds to glance over a line before reading it). I know that there are good readers and bad readers- but I can pretty much figure that Elliot will do right by my swanky/sleazy/jaded modern private eye. That reminds me- I need to pick up some props.

Tallies for play responses from friends and family - 4 "Good", 1 "Long" (as my actor/classmate was hi-lighting his part), 1 "Interesting", and 1 "Awesome". I could really use some beta-readers to help me refine it. If there was ever a play that I would submit to the one-act play festival at Webster, this is it.

And I want to make it work.