DAVID: No.

ME: What about headsets? I can't even hear what the hell is going on, and I'm without a script.

DAVID: No.

ME: Glass of water?

DAVID: No.

ME: I'm burning up. I'm about to suffer heatstroke.

DAVID: No.

ME: Muchos gracias, asshole.

So I got asked to run lights for the Talented Drama 3&4 show tonight.

I showed up a rehearsal last night and they decided that they just reeeeaaally needed a techie so I got stuck in the hottest, most humid, noisiest light booth ever designed by man.

And since I didn't have a script, a headset, or even a view of the stage, needless to say....I fucked it up. Bad.

And they're upperclasmen, I mean, they could eat me for lunch. I better get it right tonight, since it is opening night and all. The entire drama department has to show up and give a critique for a grade. Heh.

But I think the director got me a headset since he realized how bad I was going to make it if I did as bad as I did last night, so he's going to spoon-feed me the cues.

It's a really great suspenseful show. Great for Halloween. As long as I don't screw it up.

I was supposed to be working it with one of my friends, Amy, but she overdosed on drugs this week (long story) and she's going to be in the hospital for quite some time, and being incarcarated as she is, I doubt she'll be able to show up for tech work.

I'm really not any good at this lights thing. I might actually have to admit that _{i'm not good at something.}

Besides, I'm the only freshman working the show. That counts for major brownie points, eh.

My drama teacher got together with some local casting director, told him about me, and told me today that it should be my semester objective to be casted in a film.

You know, that's great and all that I should have ambition, but I'm more of the REAL THEATRE type. Movies can be edited, airbrushed, and all sorts of foolishness that god didn't intend. But running a big scary lightboard which you'd never touched 24 hours ago? Now that's what I call ambition, dammit.

Plus I have that internship and the job at the planetarium this summer. Being in a movie would definitely fuck up my plans.

ME: Hey David, did you hear I might be in a movie?

DAVID: No.

ME: Do you even care?

DAVID: No.

ME: Go piss up a flagpole.

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