post dramatic stage disorder

the curtain went down and i swallowed and noticed that instantly my throat was sore. and i was exhausted. i tried to rally for the cast party, but headed home earlier than others (even though it was 2:15am when i got home). the night before had been a long one fueled by wine and conversation. the night before that had been a late one fueled by the buzz of the thursday night performance. working and working (60 hours the previous two weeks). and four performances. the body's a funny thing cuz it will get you through what needs to be done.

and then shuts down when the done's been put to rest.

i have not been able to pull myself outta bed-mode all day. and i shoulda gone to work — lots to do there. but i couldn't keep my eyes open. and am feeling sore throaty and snifly. and am just marvelling how this all hit so suddenly. you know i don't feel well when i can't even muster the energy for the academy awards. but that would indeed take effort as i don't have cable and don't have any friends in town with cable. we contemplated getting a cheap hotel room. a group of us, snacks in hand, to watch the oscars get doled out. but in the end entropy won. i wonder if they give awards for that?