Goosebumps

What an exciting couple of days at Terradek! I have made two presentations/catalogs on powerpoint for Auroralight and Kichler, which took a surprising amount of time for both. Screen shot-ing, formatting and labeling, oh my! I just finished the second one about a half hour ago, and am just waiting to get another... in the meantime, I have been given 10 businesses to call and confirm that they received our purchase orders, which is my least favorite thing to do ever. I don't know why, but I just really dislike talking on the phone, especially to strangers. It just makes me uncomfortable to not see the person I'm talking to? Who knows, but I'm thinking of putting that off until after lunch. Thus procrastinating by writing this post.

ombre nails- my latest attempt to be good at nail art

Rehearsal has been going pretty well the past couple of nights. We finished blocking, and open in about a week and a half. It all looks/sounds good, except for this one song that just does not fit at all. It's called "It Ain't the Devil's Magic," and is sung by Bridget Bishop, the floozy harlot of Salem, right before she's convicted for being a witch. Issue #1: it's a hoochie-coochie jazzy strut-type song, so musically it just doesn't fit with the eerie legato line of the rest of the show. Issue #2: the men are in the background dancing and singing about how hot Bridget Bishop is, and the dance is just bad and tasteless. Issue #3: no one knows why this song is being sung! It doesn't make sense or fit with the story. Basically, it's not a good song and should be cut. Hopefully that won't be the only part of the show people remember...

I've been feeling the ultimate laze-fest recently. This morning I could not get out of bed, and grabbed the first maxi dress I could find. I still haven't really figured out how this drop waist fits on me, because my torso's a little too long for it to be a normal drop waist. Not like it matters here since I'm once again bundled in my huge sweater- my reign over the A/C has come to a close and I'm reminiscing about those 4 days when I didn't get goosebumps at my desk. Anyway I'm going through the whole work out vs. watch tv argument in my head. I have a little under 3 hours of free time after work and before rehearsal: I can spend about an hour working out, half an hour showering, and an hour plus relaxing and getting dinner, OR I can shower quick then pass out on the couch with Nugget right when I get home, which is really, really tempting. I also desperately need to clean my room, but that keeps going on the back burner. I just learned we only get to keep Nugget until August 1st because her owner finally got out of jail :(. We still don't know what he did... can you sue for custody of animals? I wish.