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monday, september 14, 1998, 01:19 the first weekend of the semester has come and gone and i seem to have missed it. i have noted, however, that this year, at least to start, i'm not letting the theatre get in the way of my academics. this, however, is probably just a result of the fact that this show that i'm working on now just doesn't do it for me and i'd much rather be reading about the folk art of russia than be standing on a ladder in the middle of a hot, dirty theatre hanging lights for a show whose concept i couldn't begin to understand. that that i'm really desperate to understand. does this cause problems in my getting everything done? what do you think? ... my head's been all over the place lately. it's been hard for me to concentrate and even harder for me to get my head into such a state where i could sit down and start writing. because i've got this aching do do some words, to get them out and about. and all i can do is sit down, and think about thinking about writing and i get all caught up in thinking that there's plenty of other things out there that i should be doing that i can't think about the things that i want to be doing any more. not that the things that i have to do are necessarily things that i don't want to be doing, it's just that they're not things that i had origianlly gotten myself psyched up to be wanting to do. except now. now i'm getting myself psyched up to go to sleep so i can get psyched up tomorrow morning to wake up to go to the laundromat so i can wash my kitten-birth stained sheets so i can sleep in my bed again. so there.
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