Whit's End

And I will eventually post again.

I was so tired on Wednesday night that apparently I gashed my hand open and never even realized it.

I woke up Thursday morning to a lot of dried blood.

Yeah.

I am one giant thing down, 4 to go. On December 1 I will be 2 down, 3 to go.

The play went awesome, the kids had a fabulous time, and I'm feeling pretty good about it.

I promise I will be back here....someday.

( You Are Nailed to My Love in Many Lonely Nights )

Well, I didn't make it into the next round.  I'll be honest - I'm not an idiot, I CAN hear myself.  And I thought I should have made it into the finals, along with two other girls that didn't make it.  One of them did the best version of Martina McBride's "Independence Day" I've EVER heard, better than even Martina herself.

However.

I never would have won the whole thing.  There were at least 3 people that were clearly front-runners.  So in a way I'm kind of relieved, since it means I don't have to sit through more grueling, nerve-wracking hours next week.

Especially since the rogue is coming into town.  **ecstatic happy dance**

So now I get to spend those days relaxing instead of stressing, so it all works out in the end.

A big thank you to everyone for all their support, especially kismets_kiss for sitting in traffic for two hours trying to come see me!  It takes a really good friend to go through that kind of insanity!

I'm going to make this short since I've been up for 20 hours at this point, most of which have been spent in "OMIGODSTRESS!!!" mode, but here's the deal in a nutshell: 

Tonight I went out to the state fair to enter into a karaoke contest with a $1000 cash prize.  I wasn't sure what my chances were, but (to make a long story short) I got into the semi-finals, which are tomorrow night.

Here is where I ask for help.  Audience participation is apparently a really big thing, and I scraped by tonight by picking out a killer song, even though I was there alone.  ("You Lie," by Reba McEntire, in case you're interested.)  Tomorrow I need to pick out a different song, which won't be quite as difficult (since I picked the hardest one in my arsenal for tonight) and so this is where you guys come in.

Anybody in the area want to come hang out for a while and cheer for me at the fair?  I'll be getting there around 6:30 and leaving who-knows-when, but I you wouldn't need to stay the whole time, just yell for me when I need it.

No worries if none of you guys can make it out; I know it's short notice.  But shoot me a text or email or something in case you'd like to come out and hang for a while!  Love you guys and thanks in advance!

( Meme behind the cut. )

( ...And Throw the Pieces in the Air. )

A reminder: 

Okay, everybody, first I'm putting up a disclaimer: I am not angry at anyone in particular.  Please do NOT take this personally, as I am simply working out some thoughts  and trying to figure out how to iron some of this stuff out for next year.  (As I said to Dieter, ironing it out for my own brain, not for the benefit of the faire.  I believe that particular line needed some clarification.)

My journal.  My thoughts.  No one has to agree or disagree with me; if you're on my flist, I consider you a friend and respect your opinion.  However, since it IS my journal, I have made the decision to take down that particular post. 

( ...And I'll Be Dancing With Myself. )

I am in Charleston.  Oysters were a success yesterday, along with a carriage ride and a haunted jail tour which turned a little interesting towards the end.  No time to post a lot right now, but.....

I don't wanna go home....


That is all.  XD

( But If You're Man Enough To Take The Reins... )

( I Just Wanna Freefall For A While )

( A Quick Fix Won't Ever Get You Well! )

Thing 1 - Yesterday morning I was goofing around on facebook and I posted a quote from "Sex and the City" which pretty much summed up my feelings at that point:

I will never be the woman with perfect hair, who can wear white and not spill on it.

While I realize that I am blessed to have many wonderful friends who obviously care about the state of my self-esteem, I was really surprised to see how many seemed to think that I was having some crisis of self-doubt.  Really, guys, I was just annoyed with all the pressure I've been under lately.  I'm living and working in about 4 different environments right now, and each of them seems to have vastly different ideas of who I am.  Between family, friends, faire, and school, in a 24-hour-period I can go from stern drill sergeant instructor to uber-flirt to being the supportive shoulder to cry on.  Sometimes it's just not easy to be all of those things at once.

Seriously - if I'm feeling self-conscious, you're not going to hear about it in a facebook post.  In fact, all but a couple of you will probably never hear about it at all.

Thing 2 - Shameless plug - my birthday is this coming Tuesday.  I'll be with some friends at Brendan's pub on Shelbyville Rd. in Louisville to celebrate, and will probably break my bedtime rule, simply because it's my birthday and I'll only have 8 days to survive at that point, anyway.  Come and play.

Thing 3 - Faire is now even MORE fun, though there are still some frustrations I need to work through.  Huzzah for the arrival of peterbeerslayer !!!

( Where The Sky Can't Rain on Me Anymore... )

EDIT - IP logging has been turned back on, but just for funsies, I'm going to leave the button for anonymous posting.  Not sure I could figure out how to track someone's IP address, anyway....or could I???  :D

I've seen pallid_regina do this a couple of times, and it looks REALLY interesting.  So today I am adopting her idea of "Secrets Monday."  Here's how it works - I'm enabling anonymous comments.  I'm also DIS-abling IP logging, so anyone who posts a comment for me today and today only - I'll have no way of knowing who you are.  You can post completely anonymously.  Post something serious, post something silly, whatever - this is "Post Secret" style, for those of you who know that wonderful website.  (www.postsecret.com for those of you who don't.)

Have fun - oh, and for you facebook readers, you have to go to my actual LJ to post.  It won't work on facebook.

Hugs.

Okay, I admit it. I mostly did this just for the top section, but I'm also bored tonight. So I became a meme sheep. Baaaa....

( 10 Things I Wish I Could Say to Ten Different People: )

I'm not going to be around a whole lot for the next 5 weeks.

I know, I know.  When am I ever around?  But I've been trying to juggle work, ren faire AND a social life, and I just can't make it work right now.  The school is too crazy and faire is too close.

So this is my ahead-of-time apology for not being able to see or talk to ANYBODY until June 3rd.  Right now, I get approximately 2.5 hours a night to myself.  During these 2.5 hours, I have to eat dinner, do laundry, pay bills, do dishes, go grocery shopping, and try to unwind the tiniest bit before having to get up at 4:45 am and do it all over again.

Please understand.  Yes, I got your voicemail today and I am THRILLED you called and I will get back to you ASAP, but it's probably going to be a little while.  Yes, I got your letter from boot camp and the other one from 'Nola and your wedding invite.  I WILL get back to you.  (No, these are not all the same person.  I do not have a stalker.  That I know of, at least.)

I'm just asking you guys NOT to ask me to do anything for a few weeks.  And if you do ask me, please don't be offended when I say no.  My life right now consists of lesson planning, test prep and faire. 

( I Never Had Enough Time. )

Can I just say that I am thrilled to see the return of the manly man in movies?  For the past few years, we've been treated to Ewan McGregor/James McAvoy/Shia LaBeouf brand of men who are cute, quirky, intelligent....all good things. I've got no problems with any of those actors, except for the fact that Shia looks like he could be one of my students.

(  But movies were missing something. )

I need something to tide my sick self (yes, again. My immune system isn't dealing with adolescent viruses very well) over until it's dark enough to go to bed.

( 20 Years Ago )
And on that note, I'm tired and going to bed.  Ciao!</div>