Wishing Upon A Star

July 27 Late, late, late

This heat and humidity is really getting to me. I’m feeling extra tired and very whiny and am finding that I’m really short tempered with the brats I’m teaching.

Not too obvious I’m sick of this whole school thing.

I’m going to bite the head off of one of them sooner or later.

Tomorrow is the day I plan to tie-dye t-shirts. This oughta be a nightmare!

Rehearsal was the same old drill and kill tonight. We’re trying to learn too much all at once and it’s becoming overwhelming. They’re losing sight that this is a hobby not a career. Although for some of these women it almost is a career. I could handle that if I didn’t have a job. I might even think it was fun!

The triumph of the night was the new choreography for "Another Openin’, Another Show". We put in some nifty, very different moves, and lo and behold! They worked!

And looked quite cool.

I just watched the space shuttle land on the news broadcast. Very dramatic to see a night landing. Since the Challenger disaster, I find it hard to watch these things. I see Christa McAuliffe’s mother all the time when I’m grocery shopping, or running errands around town, and I always feel so sad for her.

So I still get nervous about takeoffs and landings. Of course they make me nervous when I’m in a plane, too.

Speaking of planes, Michael is due back tomorrow from his European sojourn. I’m nervous that he’s going to drop some bomb on me when he returns. If this screws up our friendship I’ll be devastated.

I rely way too much on him for my feelings of self worth. He’s one of the few people in my life who makes me feel intelligent and challenges my intellect.

Of course, if I hear from him at all I’ll be thrilled.

Damn I hate that I care about his opinion so much!

Time for bed. Of course I’m feeling so wired that I’ll probably read for hours.

Then I can whine about how tired I am all day tomorrow.
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