Ok… first off: Eggsalad should never crunch. *Twitch.* I’m not sure what I just swallowed but it sure as hell wasn’t eggsalad as we know it… not sure what’s up in the TDL cafeteria today.
This is the part where I complain about being shoved ass over teakettle at the end of the lifeboat scean last night. Skip if you’re not in the mood for complaining.
My right leg has a giant, not so dark, but really rather painfull, blue bruise from when I got forcably pushed headfirst off the platform last night at the end of the lifeboats. Some people may be under the impression based on comments I heard, that I tripped due to lack of vision because I’m without glasses… but really I can see the glowtape, and I knew where I was going. I didn’t trip, or stumble, I was pushed from behind in the back while somone, perhaps a different somone… I don’t know as whomever it was they were behind me, was standing on the ankle of my pants, preventing me from stepping forward with my back leg to catch myself. So while the left leg (with which I’d already stepped to the decending stair thank goodness)was adjusted for fall to protect itself, and my arms prevented the collision of my face with the stage, that back leg could not be pulled forward off the edge of the tilty platform, and is now very bruised on the shin from hitting the decending stair on the way down.
Now, I’m one of those crazy, klutzy people who’s always falling off of things and falling over. I bruised my left shin earlier in rehersals trying to jump onto the platform before the stair was built when I was late, and I scraped a good scratch into my leg on a sunny day a few weeks ago, climbing around in a tree. The difference there was… that was MY FAULT. (Like when I stepped off the step for curtain call last night and fell down. Or the other night when I missed the last stair comming down off the gangplank. My Fault.
font size=-2(For the record neither of those falls resulted in injury. I know I’m a klutz and have learned to at least land right most of the time.)
Additionaly, I’ve been kicked in the head, barraled over, had my hands stepped on and I’ve bruised my elbows and knees repeatedly tumbling. That’s a combination of my fault, and dangers that go with the territory really. I can accept that.
What pisses me off about the Lifeboats is that it wasn’t my fault and it wasn’t for show or for a stunt, it was someone being careless and inconsiderate and shovey. So whomever that was, if you even know who you were in all that commotion… Just think, maybe next time that if someone stops short in front of you, shoving isn’t the best idea… perhaps they’ve stopped because you’re standing on their pants, and the combination of pants standing and shoulder/back shoving can only cause them to fall on their face.
Thirdly: OMG Capstone. Capstone Show Tomorrow at Noon… Capstone Project… still needs work. Anticipate an all nighter tonight… after Paulina’s Class and Titanic Dress Rehearsal. *Knocks on wood that she can escape the former in time for the latter, without calling upon herself the wrath of the former.* I don’t care how nice it might be for us to do it… if I pull an all nighter tonight I’m not walking anywhere with any group for any charity tomorrow night. I will be SLEEPING. Not to be snippy but that’s what I’ll be doing.