Well, the show closed last night, and it was very wonky. Everything was like a quarter-inch off and it felt like we were doing it underwater.
Before the show, Rosemary was weeping in the bathroom and I thought that something dreadful had happened, but it was just because we were closing. I don't know, I've done so many shows in my life that I tend not to get overwrought over beginnings and endings myself, though I do tend to be a very sentimental person otherwise. It was a fun show, but it'll be nice to have some free time again.

I'll miss you, Crush Boy...

One last Thanksgiving story:
Le was telling everyone that they had to try the pumpkin pies, and we all did, and were overcome with rapture, and then Le said that they actually WEREN'T pumpkin pies, but banana squash pies!
Well, they were as light and delicious a pumpkin pie as it has ever been my pleasure to eat, and if Le had told me ahead of time, I would never have put it in my mouth in a million years.

Alexey, the office heartbreaker, brought his little brother into work with him on Friday, and he was absolutely adorable and charming and flirty and sweet; basically, a smaller version of Alexey.

Parents alert! If you have a daughter who is currently about 8-15 years old, look out for a boy named Sergei Lipovetskiy in about ten years, as your daughters will fall madly in love with him on sight!

End public service announcement.

You wanna see something REALLY REALLY depressing? Especially if you're an umarried woman over thirty? Then go here.

I'm telling you, no-one's ever going to love me and I'll never get married and I'll die alone and no-one will know until the smell hits the other apartments.

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