the crushing load
��������� �����i am dangerously on the verge of canning, selling, and maiming this computer, named affectionately "sebastian the thought machine", renaming it Captain Asshole, and chucking it out the window until i see it smash satisfyingly four stories down.i spent a good long time on the phone - again - tonight, with many and varied punjabi technical support staffers. they ask for your "express service number" - which, as they say, is the string of numbers and letters on the side or back of your tower unit.
there are four, maybe five, strings of numbers and letters. some longer than others. i give the shorter one. on the back. with the barcode.
i go through THREE technicians, all of which misunderstand the letters & numbers i read off. "that's I as in ink, G as in god, W as in whiskey, the number 8, the number 1, and the number 1?"
"yes. correct."
"hold, please."
(meanwhile i am downing bottle after bottle of skyy blue and feeling more and more lightheaded. while i am on hold i begin raucously singing "home on the range.")
"i'm sorry our records do not show your name"
"(#@*&(*@#&"
i hang up. and eventually, find out that they thought i had said T (as in Teacher) not G (as in God). so finally, i get the fucking thing repaired - while singing intermittently, and at the end of the conversation with the ENGLISH speaking tech, say quite candidly,
"i love you, and i want to have your babies."
thus begins what we in the theatre world like to call "hump week" - or that time just before tech week wherein things all need to get done and all need to get done at once. and things being so incredibly vague that no one has any idea what's done or what's not done, we are all stumbling around in an odd darkness trying to figure out what needs to get done.
... this falls on my head to complete. and our professors being total and complete DOUCHEBAGS, they have decided to dump two exams on us in the same exact week. One day after another. it's utterly fantastic. really. plus:
here is my list of things to do. due monday, i have to make/fix the poster for macbeth. due tuesday, i must have picked & blocked a directing scene, write a ten minute play, study for a directing exam, and have a press release for macbeth written. due thursday, i must have memorised two scenes for acting class, study for a drama lit & history class, and have an article for macbeth written. also, i have to have a beginning to the program for macbeth (which means collecting cast/crew bios, getting director notes, and a list of "thanks") -
oh yes. and eating, breathing, and sleeping.
but this is what i must do! this is also balancing work in the box-office for the show which opened tonight, and dealing with interpersonal relationships, and grappling with the new idea for a full-length play, which the idea i'm proposing on TUESDAY! (by the by, congratulations to those of you who got into bat boy! jason, casey, ashley, kristin, etc etc,)
so. right now i'm going to get raucously drunk (further) and forget all about it.
goodnight!