21 September God, it's four ayem, I'm too tired to update. But I will anyway. Don't expect jewels today, darlings.
Seinfeld once did a show about how it's difficult to make new friends when you're an adult; that when you're a kid it's just like "You like dinosaurs? I like dinosaurs, too! You're my best friend!!" I meet alot of people, and I have alot of friends, but the last time I made a new real friend, the kind that you talk more than bullshit to, was John, two years ago.
You know how it is when you meet someone and you just hit it off? Finding a new friend is like finding a lover; it's as important and as unusual. I think I have a new friend now; his name is Peter Herrick, and he's in Paris Then with me, and we think the same things are funny and when we're together, we cannot stop talking. I could be wrong, I've been wrong before, but I think that we'll be friends for a long time.
Too maudlin? Too soppy? Too soft?
The update on the blowup from yesterday is as follows: Lots of phone calling, lots of fuss, and now everything is hunky-dory. The actor who was wronged came back to the show, and planned to all along. And, in tonight's show, the actor who was angry because the other guy changed a thing or two in his performance, changed EVERYTHING in his own performance tonight! Well, some of us are hypocrites, and some of us are not.
When I was waiting for the subway tonight, at 3a, I heard these two guys behind me talking about me (and I knew it was me because I was the only girl in the vicinity).
Personally, I always thought that I DID have a great big butt. It's nice to know that, for some, it's just not big enough!
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