February 27th, 2005

improv

Like buttah

Sometimes I feel spread too thin. I do it to myself, of course.

A whole weekend of theater work, 4 hour drive home, 5 hours of improv. I'm toasted. I totally felt like I wasn't on my game tonight with the teaching bit, although yet again everyone did some really strong work, which is awesome.

I'm back to Redding for more theater work NEXT weekend, then we've got show to do. And I've got websites to work on, and business stuff to work on and directors books to read and tables to wait on and sketches to shoot. I'm freakin exhausted.

me
Sleepwalking