Flash back, flash forward

Here's a general update cuz I got lots going on.... and at the same time very little.

-I can't believe I agreed to get into my Gorey Stories get-up again. Creative Loafing wants something splashy for the cover of the arts section for their Best of the Bay issue. Hey, I'm flattered they want me (and I have a sneaking suspicion I'll be netting that Best Costumer award again), but the thought of that hair/makeup process is giving me the willies. Not to mention having to track down all that stuff tonight. Oh well.... fame has a price.... and I'm all about shameless self promotion.

-In the span of one week I closed Embedded, struck the show and did the costumes for Blackbird which opens on Thursday. Only 3 contemporary costumes for that one, but it's amazing how much I sweat those things.

-I've already started memorizing for History of the Devil. It's not a lot, but I want to get that part out of the way so I can just play and enjoy the great cast and director.

-I'm 3 weeks without pins in my arm, and the rehab is going slow. Last week I had a check-up and the doc said I had 40-50% of normal strength, flexibility, range of motion, etc. He said that I was doing fine, but it seems to be taking forever!

-This looming presidential election is getting me very excited/riled up. I've wanted Obama from the start. I was feeling feisty before McCain made his VP selection, and now I am getting more rabid by the day. Sorry, don't get the Palin thing. The more I learn about her, the more terrified I am by those who support her. She reminds me of a cross between Earl's ex-wife on My Name is Earl and Karen from Will and Grace. Now, I'm not sure I ever saw a complete episode of either one of those shows, but I've seen enough to make the comparison. Honestly, I think she's a joke. But I calm myself a little Jon Stewert and some Daily Show action every morning.

-Sleep has become some sort of elusive end of the rainbow thing for me. I'm going on a week of the "can't fall asleep for hours" kind of insomnia. Not bad on the weekends when I can get up whenever, but it makes work days a kind of living death. Nice. All of this right on the heels of getting an appointment with a pulmonologist to see if I have some sort of sleep disorder. Very nice.

-Work is painfully boring. I actually prefer when we have projects piled up and deadlines looming.... 8 hours is a long time when you have nothing new, and have already gone through all those "when I get time" projects. And you can only go through and delete old emails and files so many times. One of my core beliefs is "If I'm not actively doing something, I might as well be sleeping." Hey, maybe I've got narcolepsy.... wouldn't that be a topic of conversation?

-I lack motivation in free time. Sure I could clean the house, cook things, organize stuff.... but once I get home from work and force myself to workout for an hour, the only thing I seem motivated to do is grab the needlepoint and indulge my obsession with past seasons of 24. One of the 12 steps is realizing you are powerless over your addiction, right? OK, I'm powerless when confronted with Jack Bauer. But, watching a show based on government conspiracies during an election year is dangerous. Maybe that's why I'm having problems sleeping.

Wow.

That is one disjointed line of rambling.

I blame the insomnia created by the over saturation of my idle brain from both the media and Hollywood and my feelings of physical inadequacy since I cannot yet use my left hand completely. Oh... and the humidity. The humidity is always to blame.