all work and no play makes me a dull girl.

i always did hate the way that saying lacked both meter and rhyme. which reminds me of the harry & david brand advent calendar my mom gave us. behind each door is a piece of very fine chocolate, and a little poem about approaching christmas:

It's the first week in December
A time to remember for boys + girls.

Twenty-four days to go
Will we have enough snow?

Singing songs of Christmas cheer
Hoping all of Santa's friends will soon be here.

today is the 12th of december and so far, only ONE of the poems has actually had any sort of meter. apparently harry & david are better at food than they are at composing rhyming poetry.

we are busy trying to build a $4000 set for $1200, and keep a day job, and strike another show, and find a summer job, and prepping to stage manage a new show and seeing some free plays and entertaining andy's parents and trying not to spend money we don't have. also it is very brr outside. 10 degrees brr.

have come to the unpleasant realization that i need to start looking for a summer job. seasonal employment is a little manic depressive - just as soon as new-job-jitters are abating, the will-i-be-unemployed-jitters begin to loom. the thought of spending the whole summer just working full time at my day job alternately terrifies me and relieves me - it'd be SO EASY just to ignore that ugly task - compiling lists of companies i want to work for, sending out cover letters, networking, schmoozing, interviewing, then packing up, moving somewhere, learning the ropes at a whole different job just in time to start worrying about where the next one will come from. but on the other hand, at my day job i process insurance claim forms in a dental office that has no windows. i don't love teeth, nor do i love insurance companies (altho a side effect of looking at diseased mouths on a daily basis is that i now spend considerably more time worrying about the oral health of my loved ones, and my own flossing habits have been thoroughly reformed). and i really don't love getting up for work at 6am. there's a reason i keep chasing the elusive dream. it doesn't expect me to show up before 10.