Last night in my theater class we were cutting gels and playing with the light board. The class isn't quite turning out to be what I thought. All the emphasis is on lighting, and very little on the tech side of things that I wanted to learn. My other classmates are nice, but they're dancers, and while I don't have anything against dancers, I'm just not a part of that world. I have to light someone's Master's Dance thesis in a couple of weeks, and I have no idea what I'm doing. Hopefully the dancer won't freak out and discover that some uninitiated student is going to be lighting her big piece. Oh well. The frustrating thing about the class is that since I'm not in the dance program here, I'm not in the loop about when rehearsals are and whatnot. I wasn't even told that I'd have to come in next Saturday for a tech. I'm not going to make it because I already scheduled to do a sound check at RCW. If I'd known about it ahead of time, maybe I could have made it. But it's so unprofessional to ask your students to make commitments when you don't even know when the commitment is going to be until the last minute. ARgh!

In more exciting news, we have a show in less than a week--next Tuesday. I'm not stressing, but I'd like to be really solid, and I'd really like to use this as an opportunity to really project. Now that I'm more comfortable with my solos, I'd like to really work on getting the energy out. I know that I say this every time, but I'm feeling different. Not so hung up on remembering sequence or how my solo goes. I've got those under my belt. Now I need to work on being a performer.

This weekend I'm going Obi shopping in the City. There's this show that comes to town every once in a while called Texuba. It would be nice to have my own obi and not have to borrow. It should be an adventure!