Too Long

Mood: Tired
Song: Only Daddy (That'll Walk the Line) - The Skeletons
Units of Caffeine: 7 or 8 (I lost count)

HOLY SHIT! Has it seriously been over two months since I last blogged!?!? What kind of loser am I? Well, I guess the obvious answer is that I've been a bit busy - (and a little too addicted to My Space). But what good is a My Space blog? Okay, so you can write epics with the knowledge that your friends, family, and various celebrities that you added as your "friends" can read it. But there's something to be said about writing to the great unknown. This isn't to say that there aren't people out there, reading my blog, who don't know my true identity - but they are few and far between. (Besides, it's been so long since I've written anything, that those people probably don't come around here anymore anyway.)

So, here I am with lots of words to write - and very little energy with which to write it. I have found that I am getting tired earlier and earlier. I am trying to find the reason why - Perhaps it has something to do with getting up at 5 in the morning every morning. Or maybe that there aren't as many daylight hours in Seattle as there were in Dallas. (I have yet to commute to and from work in daylight hours. Hell, if it weren't for the weekends, I wouldn't now what my apartment looks like in the daylight.) Or maybe it's the thing that I just don't want to think about - Maybe I'm just getting old.

Normally I wouldn't care about this so much. I've always lived by basic rules of logic: When you're hungry, eat something. If you're tired, sleep. That sort of thing. But it just seems that my fatigue is a bit more excessive right now. Around 9:00 every evening, I'm looking at the clock, waiting for a reasonable time in which I can just climb into bed and crash. It's not so bad now - but when I start doing theatre again, this is going to be a big problem. I haven't really pondered on the details of this dilemma; haven't thought of possible solutions, because there are other factors at hand, which may help the situation in the coming weeks.

As you may have gathered from my talk of a work commute, I finally got a job (after four months of searching.) The pay is 'okay' - (better than what I was making in Texas) - but the job is not quite what I thought it would be. Perhaps not surprisingly, I am not working in a theatre (yet). As always, it's a competitive field no matter where you live - and the fact that I haven't begun networking yet doesn't help. So, I have something that pays the bills while I continue my search and find out what's out there in the arts community. I'm working at a local university, doing things that aren't unlike what I was doing in Texas. The only difference is that I'm more on the academic side of the fence than on the student services side. There are quite a few things that I like better, but on the whole, I miss what I did for the past five years. But I keep asking myself, "Do I miss it because it is what is familiar to me?" And it doesn't help that my office environment is ridged, somewhat unfeeling, and (at times) downright unpleasant.

I will use this blog as an overture of the writings to come. As I said - I have a lot to write about. If I just weren't so damned tired!

But it's good to be back!