Stratford. Fucking STRATFORD!!! *bounces*

I just got an interview for a position as a Production Assistant for the Stratford Festival of Canada. This is... live theatre in Canada doesn't get any better than this. I applied, but as much as I hoped I'd even get an interview, I didn't actually think it was going to happen- and it DID!

Oh my god, I think I need a paper bag to breathe into. Thank god I've got over a week to calm down build up a healthy dose of freak out before the actual interview happens.

*tries to be calm and reasonable* And it's just an interview- nothing is set yet, I still have to get through that first. Plus, it's an hour away, and I'd have to get a car, which certainly isn't cheap. It's a lot more hours and a lot more work than I'm doing right now...

Ah, fuck it- I can be reasonable and practical tomorrow. I got an interview at the Stratford Shakespeare festival, and that's gonna keep me happy a long damned time, whether I get the job or not. WHOOO HOOO!