half-way mark

Day 90

Due to the weather, we were unable to visit Grand Cayman. It was quite rocky Monday and Tuesday. I didn't get nauseous, but for some reason the constant motion was pretty exhausting.

And we opened the first of the two shows with the new cast, so we were in the closest thing you can get to being in tech rehearsals with a cast change - so lots of hours on the clock.

I have been pretty stressed out the past couple of days for reasons to be explored. Maybe it is the compounded exhaustion. I really didn't think it had much to do with work, but as I finally got it off my chest last night, and I kept mentioning things that indicate that I'm stressed about my job performance.
But I feel good about my work and that I'm doing well.
Well, whatever it is, I bawled my eyes out a couple of times in the last 24 hours, didn't get much sleep, and at one point was hyperventilating. Unusual.

Today I feel much better, so don't worry.
I do have cycles where I just release tension by having a good cry - this was just a bit much.

I have a new roommate, Amanda. She’s the horn section of the showband. Alto and tenor saxophones, flute, and clarinet. She's from Victoria, BC, and therefore naturally awesome. There are predictions that we're going to be too dynamically diabolical and that we should be separated. I say our friendship is going to be a beautiful thing.

Went out to supper club again last night - second time this month! It's so nice to eat well crafted food. And with friends! Unfortunately I had to leave my party early to get to work, so I took my leftovers and my dessert to go. I was 10 steps from my room when I got stopped by the ASSt. Chief of Security, who asked me where I was going with these plates of food and then told me I had to throw them out. We're not supposed to have food in our rooms, although we all do. I even have a refrigerator! And why would I be able to take it out if I can't take it?
I understand where the no food policy comes from - to prevent negligence and critters, but I don't agree with the principles of the enforcement of the policy, the inconsistency, and the hypocrisy.
And I would have discussed this with him, but I chose to not get into it so I could be on time for work with less of a headache. So I marched down in my formal attire and heels to the crew mess where you have to do your own busing and violently flung the food off my plate with my fingers. The act was satisfying enough to not regret having not just snuck back to my place another way. I couldn't have thought of that anyway while seeing red and with the aforementioned exhaustion.

Opening for the new cast went really well. That's a bonus.

I posted pics of my musician friends playing the Marcus Anthony show. He's a fly-on performer (not pictured) whose show we did every Friday. He's going on tour and won't be coming back for many weeks. So, in his place we have a juggler who tells terrible one-liners. I hate it.

Love and venting,
Jamie