Glow in the dark

[clevermanka]

Woke at 2am. Attempted sleep again at 5:45a. Took a long time to fall asleep, but I eventually did because the fucking steam whistle woke me at 7:50 (non-locals, KU has an enormously loud steam whistle that goes off every hour or so to mark the end of classtimes. You can hear it within a couple miles of campus, and it's definitely quite clear and audible as close as we live to campus. Some people love it. Most of us sane and rational people absolutely hate it. So despite getting only about five hours of sleep last night, I won't be able to take longer than an hour-long nap today. Because that fucking whistle's going to blow every hour at ten 'til. What god damned idiot forgot to turn off the whistle for the holiday? HAVE HIM SHOT IMMEDIATELY.

So I'm tired. And irritable.

I've never been tempted to buy someone a Kickstarter pledge for xmas, but look at this. Unless you're mckitterick. DON'T LOOK, MCKITTERICK.

This makes me a terrible person, but when I read this story, my first thought was "You go, girl. Four for you, girl." The situation screams "alcoholic," I know. But...damn. I'M IMPRESSED BY STAMINA, OKAY?

The show yesterday went great. Like, really great. The weather was cooler, it stopped raining in the late morning, the audience was appreciative and engaged...all in all, an incredibly good show for such a small group. The changes this year (no smoking, less stuff for your money) are gonna make a big difference in our ticket sales, no doubt about it. But if most of the audiences are like the one we had yesterday, it won't be so bad.

I wound up with a number of mosquito or chigger bites, though. I can't tell which--I react the same to both. I've never had a problem with them in previous years, but it looks like I'm gonna have to hose down with bug spray from now on. YUCK.

Holy crap am I unmotivated to do anything today. Gotta make the most out of the fact that I have a day to do all the stuff I need to do on the weekends, though. Off to do laundry, clean the kitchen, and scrub the bathrooms. HUZZAH.

Oh! I almost forgot. I took a nap late Sunday morning between msmitti leaving and when I had to get ready for the show. I dreamed about Fetish. No plot or anything, just incredibly vivid sensation memories of how her fur smelled, her purr, and how her fur felt when I rubbed my face in her belly. I woke up so sad and heartbroken and lonely for my cat. God, I miss her so much. It still physically hurts to remember her too much.

Ah! And i must be tired to have forgotten this. On Sunday, Danielle and Theresa were in attendance at Event-Formerly-Known-As-Smoker. They gave nottygypsy enough dollars to give me a Money Shower! Eeeeeeeeeeee! IT WAS SO FUCKING AWESOME I CAN'T EVEN TELL YOU. This is the darling couple who gifted me with the Lady Gaga ticket earlier this year. Best. Fans. Ever.

Comments

[redheadfae.livejournal.com]

I'm sorry about the ghostly visit from Fetish, but glad all has gone well otherwise.

[clevermanka.livejournal.com]

Thank you.

[anomali.livejournal.com]

Much empathy for the dream of Fetish...

I still frequently dream about my beloved Choopie, the kitty of my first youth. He died 15 years ago. At first, it was terribly painful in that physically an emotionally wrenching way that you describe. Now, there is still the sadness of loss when I wake up without him but also gratitude that I can spend some more time with him, if only in my dreams.

If where you are working at KCRF isn't Smoker, then what is it?

[poincaraux.livejournal.com]

Oh dear. You are not good for my pocketbook.

[clevermanka.livejournal.com]

It's basically the same show, with a few changes. That's all. It's now called The Bawdy Beer Show. I hate to say it, much less type it. Hence the Formerly-Known-As moniker.

[clevermanka.livejournal.com]

Sorry I'm not sorry.

[kazoogrrl.livejournal.com]

Oh, that name is terrible!

There are no belly dancers at the MD Faire, unless they are onstage with a band (and they have to be a part of the stage act and in the contract, not just someone pulled up on stage). The person who books the entertainment does NOT like dancers, I think because of the "dancer" patrons who can often act like idiots. One of my troupe members/former court actor at Faire wants to set up/pitch a full length dance show in the vein of Bal Anat or Habhi Ru but I'm not sure if it'll fly. We'll see!

[msmitti.livejournal.com]

Hooray for best fans ever!

I know those dreams are hard. hugs.

[alryssa.livejournal.com]

*hugs* for your kitty. :(

[clevermanka.livejournal.com]

I don't know why I'm still surprised to hear about prudish RenFest owner/managers, but every time I do, I'm always like ARE YOU FOR REAL? I mean...have these people studied history/literature of the time in the slightest? The era was raunchy as hell, people. Disney-fy parts of it for the kids, but don't strip out the parts that the majority of your audience wants to see. Sheesh.

[clevermanka.livejournal.com]

They really, really are.

I need to get those extra passes to them in the mail today or tomorrow!

[clevermanka.livejournal.com]

Thank you.

[mckitterick.livejournal.com]

*hugs for Fetish-kitty*

And do you REALLY not want me to look? What'sit! I wannalook!

[clevermanka.livejournal.com]

Your xmas present, your call!