2020-06-09, 9:39 p.m.
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Dreamed I saw Scott last night (he was in a pirate outfit, under a tree...I have no explanation for this), we hugged and then I woke up. GRRRRRRRRRR.
Well, my therapist has disappeared again. I had another training meeting scheduled until 11:30, managed to get Tigress to change it so I could leave early and actually GET therapy, and never heard from said therapist. I texted and called. I don't know what to do any more. I don't know what is going on.
I am just literally not as functional in my brain as I am supposed to be right now. I cannot process everything that I have to. Had six hours of training today (i.e. "going over the emails,"), because apparently now we're doing SIX HOURS OF TRAINING A DAY NOW.
And all I did for the other two hours was more emails, and I am super goddamned fried and Mom kept calling over and over again about the taxes. No, I don't remember how much I paid for that, no, I don't remember where to find that information, PLEASE STOP ASKING ME I'M REALLY NOT KIDDING I CANNOT PROBLEM SOLVE THIS. I CANNOT SOLVE PROBLEMS RIGHT NOW. I AM OUT OF BRAIN SPACE.
Though a random lady from yesterday (regarding the whole "no, I don't have time to key a thousand records" thing) I don't even know offered to key them for me. I don't know if she'd be allowed to and had to refer her to my supervisor, but that is SO NICE of her. Virtual hugs and hearts to you, new friend!
About the one good thing of the day: Tigress's daughter and Coworker Sarah's daughter had a spontaneous dance-off behind their moms while on Zoom. Adorable.
I forgot Meg's birthday....by about ten days. She seemed unfazed when I asked, but still. She wants to do Transformation Game sometime, though she says her schedule is busy, so we'll see. I could probably use it.
Because otherwise I don't really have anything to talk about today and I'm doing 750words.com so I need some more words, here are the potential questions I came up with for the talkback after Dropping Bombs:
When I read this script, even though it's not like my mom has that particular quirk of dropping bombs, I felt like the play was very familar to my life. Like I felt like I've been Kate and I do feel like I channel my mom a bit while playing Leah. Which made me wonder: how much of this might be based off real life inspiration?
We also had some questions that we were wondering about with regards to the plot and timeline:
* I know I have my theories as to why Leah's decided to tell Kate about her suicide attempts, but what was your intention?
Straight up silly ones I suggested to have the audience say:
* What has the server acted in on the ship?