“Little Shop of Horrors” opens two weeks from today. It’s become the total bane of my existence. I know there are quite a few reasons I feel this way … and I know that things will come off well in the end and that there is no need to worry. There is just so much little shit that I have to worry about now (props, the puppets, lights, sound) and I don’t feel like I have spent nearly enough time “directing” the actors. Plus, the poster, program, ads and t-shirt art need to be done by me as well.

Bah.

I don’t think it helped that yesterday I shelled out $600+ for oil to heat the house this winter … and $240 to my car insurance company because (for some reason) they took me off the payment plan I was on and started demanding for the full balance or they were gonna cancel my policy. Fuckers.

I think I am gonna cry in some beer this weekend … if I actually have any free time.