I looked back on yesterday's page where I am howling that I have so few regular readers, and started laughing my ass off.

I am the one who has been trumpeting all along that your page is yourself and you do it for yourself and it doesn't matter if anyone reads it or likes it or anything as long as you are happy with it, and then I go whining about lack of readership! My head was turned by Sage's and Elly's hundred hits a day.

I may not have that many readers, but they are a fiercely loyal little band, and I am grateful for every one of them.

I went to see the movie Jude (unrelentingly bleak. Even the cheerful bits are gloomy) between the shows and I was in the bathroom before it started and I heard this girl come in singing "Everything's gonna be alright, everything's gonna be alright" (you know, from "No Woman, No Cry") and I thought "My God, she's right, everything really is gonna be alright!" and I walked out of the bathroom with a spring in my step and a song in my heart and one of the ushers yells out from across the room

"Miss, miss, hey MISS, you've got something hanging from your SHOE!!!!

and I look down and there's about three feet of toilet paper stuck to the bottom of my shoe.
Just another one of Gods little jests...

Last night I was sitting at my computer and I suddenly had this very strong picture in my head and Crush Boy was behind me and he puts his arms around me and he puts his cheek against mine and says "How's the work going?" It was so clear an impression that I was almost surprised when I turned around and he wasn't there.

Prophecy or imagination? More than likely the latter, but we shall see...

It's my dreams that keep me sane...

So, I was all ready to go onstage in my first costume, the prostitute's costume, which consists partially of fishnet stockings and a see-through black and silver lace skirt. I felt a bit of a breeze, and then I suddenly realize that I wasn't wearing my dance shorts, which wouldn't have been so bad except that I was wearing these little pink flowered cotton undies like a grade school girl, which wouldn't have worked AT ALL!!

And then, when I went on for my second character, I was onstage for a full five minutes before I noticed that my blouse was open to the waist!

Apparently, yesterday was my day to flash the audience unmercifully...

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