
Happy Thursday everyone!
See this squirrel? This is a good representation of how I feel right now. Anatomy of Gray has ended, which means that I actually have a life back and have time to do things that I couldn't before- like sleep and do my homework, which will be a nice change and might even surprise a few of my professors. No...of course I did all my work during the show...I just didn't sleep. No really! Three all-nighters in one week, people! Crazy shenanigangs there. Never do that if you can possibly avoid it.
It had been a very stressful week which turned into an equally stressful weekend. See, my parents came in for parents' weekend and to see my show, which I really appreciate because I know they really don't like theatre stuff, so for them to sit through 2 hours of a play where I'm just running the sound board is pretty awesome. Of course, because my life is turning into an episode of "I Love Lucy," misadventures happened.
See, in the same building, there was a second show going on: Opus. Now, Opus is a very good show, but the subject matter was not something that my dad really wanted to condone. As fate would have it, my parents were accidentally escorted to see Opus instead of Anatomy. So, my poor conservative father had to sit through a play about gay chamber musicians for no reason. He was quite regretful after Anatomy let out to learn that he had gone to the wrong show.
Well, fine, that was all well and dandy, and they didn't get to see my show Saturday night. They were still planning on rolling out of town on Sunday, leaving me with all day to get my work done (something I desperately needed to do because I had a Comm 230 project due Monday!). Well, come Sunday morning, Mom has a brilliant idea- they would stay and see the Sunday night show and then drive back.
Okay, I just want to make it known to all readers that I really really REALLY appreciated what they were trying to do, but once they had agreed that they could/would do that (and omg drive all the way back to Boone at 10:30?! Insane!), I watched as all my work time flew out the window. Now, I'm scrambl

ing in my brain to figure out HOW I'm going to get this project done because I've got another couple of hours of work before it is finished and really, this project would have been done last weekened but the TA wanted it in Final Cut Pro, which I do not have because I am a PC. GAHHHH!!! My mental state has now dissolved into something like this.
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So what's a girl to do? Well, I dragged my parents to Swain Hall to work on my project, that's what.
Now, this wouldn't be a compelling I Love Lucy episode withouth even more shenanigangs, right? Well, I get there and the Mac I'm on doesn't seem to want to print my project to tape. I finally give up and go back to my dorm and take an angry nap while my parents chill somewhere.
The show must go on and the show that inght was fairly good. My parents headed off to home and I headed off to Swain Hall, now armed with a CD of pictures and a jump drive and determination. Long story short, I got the project done and then went home. :D
Monday was a new (and therefore good) day, and now that the show is over, my life is significantly less stressed out. Have a good rest of the week everyone!!!