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Quietude, performance, self-indulgence

It's been a little quiet around here, I know. How busy things have been for the last nine months kind of came to a head the last week, to the point where I felt myself physically ill from the weight of it all. I'll never make fun of celebrities for suffering from "Exhaustion" again. (Oh, Hell, I probably will, but not for a while.)

Work has been a consistent culprit, but the main reason things have gotten so frantic lately is that our new LCP show, "Citizen Quien?" opens tomorrow night, the first show of new original material I've been involved with in two years. We went through the Idea Phase, Writing Phase, then the Editing Phase, then the Spinning Our Wheels With Planning Phase, then right into video shoots every weekend and rehearsals on most week nights (we have so many weird schedules in the group that the biggest single challenge has just been getting everybody in a room together at one time).

We weeded out some very good sketches (including one I wrote that I was particularly proud of called "The Sign Guy" that'll just have to wait until our August show) just because of time constraints. One video got lost because of a burglary and will have to be re-shot sometime (but not for this show). What's left, though, is very good stuff and it's been good to just bear down on the stuff that works.

Here's the show info. I won't be in the show the last week (June 2-4).

I'm still getting together my own props and costumes and trying to balance that with work, recaps and everything else that goes on per usual.

If it seems like I've been quiet, rest assured; there's a damn cacophany in my head, all the time, even when I'm asleep.

The other reason I've been less than effusive here lately is that I had a personal instance where someone who reads my blog took something I wrote the wrong way and it turned into a whole Dramatic Incident. It made me not want to write here anymore. (And if it was a stranger or someone I didn't particularly care about who said it, it wouldn't have mattered; it being someone close made it a million times worse). So, I'm finding that even when you don't typically write much about your personal life, you sort of do, and it always comes back to you, and you have to decide if you have the thick skin to deal with that. Usually I do, but I'll admit. I've been tired and my defenses hvae been weakened.

So, the upshot is that the things that are exhausting me are also the things that excite and thrill me the most. It's a fun kind of tired, a punchy kind of happy, and there's also a distinct end to this period that I can see just over the horizon. The show will end its run (and rehearsals will soon be over). The recaps will end when these next two episodes are done. And work... well, work is a finite thing too, even when it doesn't seem like it. I have to visualize doors that exit into corridors of other doors and outside to distant pathways, not locked rooms away from the sun.

posted by Omar G. at 12:24 PM

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