The Velawesomeraptor Himself (clayrobeson) wrote,
The Velawesomeraptor Himself
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Having a cranky night

I need to create. And yet, somehow, tonight I can't DO it.

I've got several different things I *HAVE* to work on, and I can't get myself moving on any of them, either.

So I'm here, surfing the net, looking at OTHER people's creations and being jealous that I can't do what they do.

And now I fester.

::insert festering music here::

I've got a light design to do for the theater back home in Redding. I've never done a light design before. I started reading the script to make a cue sheet, and... well... Arthur Miller (RIP) created a script that flows nebulously from scene to scene with little to no clue in the text of where the scenes shift from present to memories and back. And without knowing what the director is doing with it... well, I've feeling a bit overwhelmed. And now my birthday visit to my parents place has become me at the theater trying to figure out what's going on.

Blah. So much for relaxing.

I need to do feedback for the people in my Improv class. And I just can't get myself motivated to actually sit down and do it.

I need to read some more of this Spolin book on improv to prepare for rehearsal tomorrow, and I just can't get myself to sit down and do it.

Too many need to dos, which are interfering with my want to dos.

Shit.

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