Finals...and miscellaneous

I have some confessions. I like to be pretend I am more organized than I am. I have finals next week and everything is due this week. I have planned out everything and when I have to do it. However, I am getting tired of writing papers, so I just say, I'll do it later. This upsets me immensely because I am a stage manager. I am supposed to be very organized. And, in the chaos of this week, I was late to my own production meeting for The Claire Donaldson 8 in 48 Short Play Festival. I feel horrible because RJ seems really angry. I didn't go into the scene shop today because I have other things. People should just be understanding, especially when they ask me to choose between doing homework and working in the shop where I don't get paid and am just volunteering my time.
I saw The Curious Savage last night at Roosevelt High School. It was fantastic. I even cried. Very seldom to get to simply enjoy the magic of theatre. For once it was nice to be able to sit down and just enjoy it. Granted, I was still plagued with the thespian syndrome: picking apart shows and tyring to figure out how they did all of the technical work and what I would do differently.
The idea of finals is ridiculous. Five tests all in the same two days? How can you do their duty and concentrate on all of their classes when everything is coming around the same time. It would be better if there was a staggered final exam schedule. 2 this week, 3 next week, rather than 5 within a two day period. Just a thought. If I were a professor, I would want it that way.
We started rehearsals for Kin: the trial of Carrie Buck, and it is going to be really fun. I am looking forward to stage managing a show with an "adult" actor. It should be an interesting experience, especially since this particular "adult" normally is a director. It should be interesting to observe.
The other day we had a funeral for Audrey the Beast, my former car. It was a marvelous service that gave me closure and peace of mind. It was officiated by my good friend Brianna. After the procession from Augustana to my house, we began by laying our hands on Audrey and saying a fond memory of her. We then sang all four verses of Amazing Grace from The Lutheran Book of Worship (provided by Jacinta). It really was touching. We ended the funeral with a dedication ceremony of the new car. (As every death is a new beginning.) In memory of Audrey the Beast, I have decided to name the new car Audrey II. I think it is very fitting.
I am looking to get more exposure to my blog. If anyone knows of any ways to do this, let me know. What does my content need to be in order for this to happen. I don't think there are many people out there reading this. Let me know if you are out there, readers!