It's closing night. Or rather closing afternoon. And tomorrow is my first day off since... Sunday? I think. I should probably be planning to do something spectacular, but somehow, I can't really think of anything. Probably getting my sleeping patterns back to normal will be the main item on the agenda. Last night I decided to stay home, and not party, but I still didn't get to sleep until 2:30 and didn't really wake up until 11:30. Good times. After the ballet is over, we have five hours to completely strike everything it took as two days to put in place. And as soon as we're done, they're going to be loading in the next show. Filumena- a Canadian opera. Not that I get to work on it. With all my newfound follow spot training, I'm being moved over to the next theatre to follow spot the dance training kids. It's going to be a lot harder, since the theatre is a lot smaller and you still have to stay off the legs and the scrim etc. And the younger crowd are less consistent in their movement than the professionals. Regardless, I need to dress and go to work. Time's a wasting.