[2064] in Depressing_Thoughts
Mikado and housemates
jtidwell@ATHENA.MIT.EDU (jtidwell@ATHENA.MIT.EDU)
Sun Apr 21 15:58:11 1991
We performed two shows yesterday [Saturday], and in the meantime, a
big alumni get-together/party/dinner was happening at pika. I couldn't
go to it, of course, because I was at 54-100 all day, keeping the show
going smoothly... I worked from 1 pm until nearly midnight, covering
for the ushers who didn't show (four out of four) and for the nonexistent
refreshments director, etc. (Don't get me wrong - I actually enjoyed it;
it was just really tiring.)
So I came home around 3 AM and went straight to sleep. I woke up this
afternoon with a sore throat and very stiff muscles, and went downstairs
for breakfast. The first thing any of my housemates said to me was not
"Good morning" or "Good afternoon" or even "How did the show go?", but
"Hey, you weren't here yesterday, right? Why don't you go into the
kitchen and spend an hour or so cleaning up."
Not to mention that my relationship with Hal is basically dead at this
point, I don't have a job yet, and I am woefully unprepared for my
7.01 test at 11 AM on Monday morning. blah.
