July 11, 2014

I forgot to mention yesterday that my sister made scones for the first time. I had one. It was really freaking good. She needs to bake delicious food for a living. I don't know why she's not.

Today was entirely uneventful. Quite similar to most of my summer days. Most of my day was spent watching YouTube videos, reading stuff on the internet, and coming up with a design to cover up the mark on my book cross stitch. That actually took me quite awhile. At this point I would still prefer the look of the cross stitch without the added design but hopefully my mind will change when I finish it. I just hope it doesn't look strange and out of place, which is definitely a possibility. An unfortunate possibility.

Tonight at work it was once again hot as hell upstairs. Largely helped by the fact that it was close to 100 degrees outside today. The cool side of projection was almost 90 degrees and the warm side was well over 90 degrees, closer to 100 degrees the farther you walked. It isn't the oppressive heat of an attic that is hard to breathe in but it is stagnant and uncomfortable. Even on the cool side tonight I had to sit under one of the air conditioning vents and have a desk fan blowing on me. As soon as I stepped outside of that small space of moving air I almost immediately started to sweat. Emotionally I have often felt like crap when I have come to work at the theater (less so since I got the job at the elementary school or more recently since getting accepted to graduate school) but now I physically feel like crap when I come upstairs and have to endure the heat. I realize conditions are worse in other jobs but I have made the argument before, this isn't a road construction job or working in a boiler room or whatever else. I'm not wearing clothes that I want to be sweating through every day. And I'm not downstairs too often but I still need to look presentable. I guess it is a little better now that we're wearing t-shirts and not dress shirts with vests, but it is uncomfortable nonetheless. Boo hoo, for me.

Rather than cross stitch tonight, I read books. My left hand needs a cross stitching break. It is feeling weak. And I have a stack of books that I want to read. I started going back through S, reading the marginalia story, and I didn't make it that far but I got a start. Along with the other books I'm reading I also started reading Fish by Gregory Mone, another book I got at the last Book Fair. It will take the place of the last Book Fair book and will hopefully be replaced in the not too distant future by another Book Fair book. I think I only have one left after Fish but I also have some from previous Book Fairs that I also want to read.

We had midnight shows and unfortunately people showed up this time. Only four or five people but even one is enough to keep me at the theater until the middle of the night. I am writing this at the theater right now, closing in on two o'clock, and I probably won't get home until three o'clock. I just want to get out of this heat. Sleep would also be nice but it always takes me awhile to wind down after I get home before I am able to go to sleep. So hopefully I can be in bed around four o'clock. I hate closing on nights with midnight shows.