22 July
Well, at least I found out what's up with inet-images!
I rang them yesterday, and they called back and explained that there was a huge storm on Friday night, which caused a blackout and several brownouts, which caused two large hard-drives that hold all of the subscriber's data to die a hideous death. Fortunately, they backed up every bit of it between the blackout and the first brownout so nothing was lost, but they need to replace those hard-drives before the server can come back up, which they expected to occur last night or this morning.
We shall see what we shall see...
I am absolutely livid.
I do not get angry very easily. Things annoy me, but I make a joke or something and let it go--it takes alot to truly anger me, and I am at the moment of this writing a good deal more angry than I have been for a long time.
We have no stage manager, and neither of the directors were there last night (of which I was aware would be the case) so I was in charge. Our show is third, so even though I would be unable to dress or put on my makeup before the show started, it was okay because I would have an hour to get ready.
So last night I was giving the calls and checking up on the house and the light booth, and then I realized that the idiot boy in the second show was not there yet. Now, you cannot start a show without all of the actors there, because if he had been struck ill or something then we would be screwed.
So it was 6.55p and the show starts at 7p and we had to start on time because there was another show following us at 9p, and I'm panicking. I was looking up the street to see if shithead was coming, and I saw Sharon and Devin (who run the Developmental shows) on the sidewalk and I asked them what I should do. They said that the order must be switched, that we must go second and the second show must go third, so as to give him more time to arrive, and we could just cancel it if necessary. Which is what I wanted to do, but I am glad that I did not have to take the responsibility for doing so. So I ran around and told everyone that we were switching the order, and once the show started we would not switch back, which meant that I now had only 20 minutes to get ready.
We started, and five minutes later that asshole actor showed up (apparently something really had happened to delay him, but I really didn't care at that point, I was too angry) and as I was trying to slap on my makeup he tried to talk me into changing the order back, which I felt it would be far too disruptive to do at that point. I could only put on half of my makeup and most of my costume, though the fact that I was sweating up a storm really helped the fact that I wasn't able to put it all on, and it ran down my face just like I want it to do, and I was ready to go.
I sat at the bottom of the stairs trying to get all that shit out of my head so that I could actually act and stuff, and I managed, and the retard boy changed the set and did it properly and I walked onstage to my hiding place.
Then the music started.
Above the stage there is a rehearsal room, but no-one is allowed to be there while the show is on. I guess they thought it was an 8p show, so there was what sounded like elephants playing hopscotch to a blaring Indian soundtrack all during our show.
Apparently it was some kind of dance rehearsal which involved alot of leaping and running so it was: "(Indian music loud enough to wake the dead) THUMP bang bang bang bang THUMP pause pause start again."
For half an hour.
Surprisingly, the show went extremely well, considering, and I was thinking that it pretty much proved how solid we were, right before an entrance where I went completely up on my line. I said it all, in kind of a roundabout way, after a dramatic pause.
What made me really angry was not all that shit before the show--it had to be done and there was no-one but me, I understand that. What really made me angry was that there was no-one but me to run upstairs to tell them to knock it the fuck off, and I was onstage, so it did not get done.
Fuck the world.
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