kaydeefalls | i'm alive, really.

So the play finally went up on Thursday. And then the play went down last night. And yesterday one of my main actresses was in the hospital, so I spent the afternoon frantically memorizing lines and played Wilde's lawyer for our closing night. Which, today, kinda seems like I just dreamed it. Stuff like that doesn't actually happen, right? I wasn't supposed to go onstage as a major character in the play I directed. But I did, and I even had most of it memorized and used the script as a prop instead of a crutch.

I felt oddly detached from the cast party (probably because I was so bloody exhausted) and didn't stay for the sleepover.

This past week has been good, but ridiculously draining. It doesn't help that the people what run things in University Theater are going to be judging my ability to direct based on this play, so it's kind of going to determine whether or not they allow me to direct any more shows in the future. I think that's an unhealthy level of stress to be working under. Anyway, response so far has been very good, so hopefully I passed.

I slept for a very long time. I got out of bed for lunch at 1:30pm and then went right back until 5pm. I'm still tired.

But I have made play, and it was good, and that's all that matters, right?