Off When I Should be On

Sleep has not been easy for me recently. And it's starting to catch up to me. Today I felt like crap. Complete crap. And that's just great because I worked all morning/afternoon and then had a callback. Swell.

I worked some baby expo that was WEIRD. So many new babies and preggo ladies. I hope it's not catching. The things that new moms are interested in is beyond me. Social networking sites for moms, A book called, "Eat, Sleep, Poop. A Diary for your Baby." Too weird. Mommy and me classes. Those look riveting. Is there some boring hormone that comes over your body once you have a baby? Did these women start out this way? I hope so. Otherwise, count me out for children.

Then I had my callback. They were running 30 minutes behind, which figures because I ran to get there. I had a splitting headache that never went away. I wish that I could have walked in there and explained that I felt like shit, so I apologize if I suck. Unfortunately that's never appropriate. So I put on a happy face and went in to do my thing. I was reading with another guy who seems to be already cast. We had three sides. I wasn't nearly as prepared as I wish I could have been. But I only got the sides day before yesterday and time wasn't on my side these past few days. The first scene went badly. I sucked. I know it. I forgot some lines and took too long. Wasn't connecting at all. Balls. My second scene went much better. I felt good and the panel seemed to really enjoy that one. Maybe I redeemed myself? The third went ok. Nothing ground breaking. I only got to read each once because they were behind, which sucks. I know I didn't do my best, which is hard to handle.

I left feeling badly, to be honest. I wanted to crawl into bed. I had a very off day when I really needed to be on. Damn it.

Feeling discouraged today. Maybe a drink with some friends will help. Maybe....after a nap.