11:36 a.m. - 2003-12-06
Supahstah!
Busy busy busy busy. I'm running around like a chicken with my head cut off, dashing from rehearsal to eating something in three minutes to concert to bed to rehearsal again. Symphony weekend is always nutty like this, and I do like doing the concerts but I wish there weren't so damn many of them. This afternoon's is the kids' show, which should be a hoot, because little kid audiences amuse me.
On the bright side, I decided I would sleep in a little extra this morning, take towels with me, and shower in our dressing room. That's luxury, yo. Makes me feel like a supahstah!
I would really much rather spend my day lounging around in my sweats, but I guess I'll just have to accept the fact that those of us blessed with fame and glory just don't get to spend our weekends being sloths.
Or something. Maybe I'll wear my sweats to the rehearsal to make myself feel better.
Sorry this is short and lame, but such is the life of the supahstah, you know.
Ha.
