24 September
Sorry this is so late posting, darlings, but I made the hideous error of running Drivespace on my computer last night before actually sitting down to write me entry.
Here's a hint, never run Drivespace unless you don't have a single thing to do on that damn computer, because you won't get anywhere near it.
It's still running, in fact. It had damn well better improve my life of that computer, or I'm throwing it through the window.
So, it just hit me that the show I'm directing opens a week from today.
We rehearsed last night and I finished blocking, which I meant to do on Sunday when Heathe didn't show. He showed last night, but he was sick like a dog, and he has this very energetic role so he would leap up and rage all over the stage, and as soon as I would stop them he would collapse on the sofa like Camille.
It's funny, I'm such a meticulous director that it took ages and ages for me to block this thing, then we ran it and I was surprised at how short it was! It's only eleven pages, and that had completely slipped my mind.
I finally heard from Eric about the wedding pictures.
I shot him and Rosemary at their wedding in July, sent him the proofs over a month ago, and haven't heard a word from them since.
I thought they hated them, but Eric rang me and left this enthusiastic message about how chuffed they were, and they were taking so long because they were passing the proofs around to the rest of the family so that they could order, too.
Phew!
Here's another fave page you know better than this, which is this sort of zen journal. But it's not a journal really, it's just little stories completely floating without context. It's kinda hard to describe, but it's about the only page written in lowercase that I can actually read.
One year ago today:
Bit too close for comfort, I think.
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