Pollyanna (alicenwndrln) wrote,

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I'm so tired of being tired. I am ALWAYS tired. I am burning the candle at both ends. I have so many thoughts swirling in my head that I want to talk about on LJ, but I just never have any time. All these interesting things happen, but I have no time to write about them. I know I don't want to get into everything that has happened lately, because I am too tired to write for that long. It's 10 after 10PM, & I'm going to bed soon. I have to wake up at 8 to take Toby to the vet, & then head straight to Kayla's to work. I'll be there until 6PM, at which time I go straight to rehearsal. And I am supposed to be off-book...and I am no where near ready for that. Two weeks to learn a script in which I am in almost every scene? I memorize by repetition...and we haven't gone over the scenes enough. I just don't have time to do anything. I barely have time to wipe my ass when I take a shit. I go to work (which, admittedly, really isn't like "work," but it still keeps me from getting stuff done at home or wherever), I go straight to rehearsal, & I get home around 10PM. I check my email, & want to write in my journal, but am so tired I just want to go to bed. Then I wake up & it starts all over again. I probably picked a bad time to do a show. It's burning me out. I am having so much fun with it, but I am also exhausted. It's all my own fault. I mean, last night, the SMART thing to do would have been to have gone home after the GLAAD Awards & go to bed. But instead of being SMART, I wanted to have fun & went to Kayla's slumber party. I didn't get to sleep until 4AM. Not smart.

Oh well....I must run off tax stuff for my new, helpful friend to look over. I HAVE to get at least THAT done. You don't fuck with the IRS.

GOD BLESS justj & chappell!!!!!

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