Today was...

Not so good. Yeah. As far as props are concerned, anyway. Well, it doesn't really matter. Tomorrow is opening night, and things between everyone are testy. At least I think so. Now, I don't want anyone to get me wrong; I'm not playing the role of the martyr or anything, because I love working on "Greetings" so much, but there is a certain sense of being an unsung hero when one is a tech person. I stand there, waiting for scene changes to go and clean up ornaments, or hold open the swinging door for the actors as they exit, or lay the table, or make a phone ring, or give Randi the water, or fix Phil's chair, or set the clock, and then I wash the dishes (with help from Millie whilst Emily gives cues), and am back in time to see the end of the show. I enjoy my work, but when the audience applauds, I can't help but feel like none of that is for the props/costumes/tech crew. Oh well. Still, I'm having lots of fun! I guess I'm just tired, and a bit grumpy like everyone else. Sigh.

And now I must away with me to put the finishing touches on my ON cards and write my FUCKING essay. God I hate essays. So very very much.

No time for a Musical Quote of the Day, sorry.