Poop Shute

Grrrrr.

I'm upset that I can't seem to sit down to write lately.

This show that I'm in, Complete Works of Shakespeare, is really taking it out of me.

To get some idea of what I feel like after this show every night, try the following:

1. Be sure to not drink enough water, sleep enough or eat right for a couple weeks.

2. Run and jump around screaming and changing your clothes at high speed for about two hours straight. Every night for a week.

I'm well aware that item 1 is fully my own fault, but that doesn't change the fact that it aids item 2 very effectively in leaving me feeling like refried poop.

Anyway, after all that I barely have the capacity to sit upright and play some video games with my friends to unwind.

You know that feeling when someone makes a joke and your about ten seconds behind, and then suddenly bing, the lightbulb comes on?

We all get that feeling once in a while.

Last night I felt like the living embodiment of that feeling.

Oh well, I guess this little whining rant is all I have in me today.

Tomorrow is my first day off, and my birthday, so hopefully I will have more exciting things to write.

At the very least, I hope I have more coherrent things to write.