Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday: trying to wrap up the spring class. Too much marking; it's a stupid class to offer accelerated. Students are freaking out left and right. One followed me around for 10 minutes after class, trying to convince me that her entire life of hardships, set-backs, deficiencies and pressures somehow culminated in the grade for this one course. After I talked her down, she said, "You should be a shrink." You think I get paid enough to be a shrink?
Speaking of not being rich, the Canada Council turned down our application for Berlin Blues. No huge shock, it felt like a longshot, but now we're scrimping and saving, like always. It would have been nice to do one show with an ample budget before I left. Ah, well...good little Buddhists free themselves from attachments and desire...
I feel like I need to hide from the world for a day or two, but that's not going to happen until I get back from Sydney.
Ah, Sydney...sun-dappled land of blueberry houses...
Speaking of not being rich, the Canada Council turned down our application for Berlin Blues. No huge shock, it felt like a longshot, but now we're scrimping and saving, like always. It would have been nice to do one show with an ample budget before I left. Ah, well...good little Buddhists free themselves from attachments and desire...
I feel like I need to hide from the world for a day or two, but that's not going to happen until I get back from Sydney.
Ah, Sydney...sun-dappled land of blueberry houses...
- Mood:
tired


Comments
I don't think I've ever needed to be talked down by you per say, but you are an easy person to talk to. That's a good thing, even if you don't get paid enough for it.
Maybe you should set up a counseling booth at MacEwan, you know, like Lucy from Peanuts.