9 July
So yesterday I got up at 7a, left the house at 8.30a and yet still only got to work at 10.30a!
How can that be? Well, since I totally forgot to pick up my contact sheets the night before (you know, the ones that I had to drop off at the theatre yesterday morning), I had to drag my ass downtown before work to get them.
The colour pics turned out worse that I could possibly conceive (I can't open the aperture as wide on that camera, and I was not overburdened with light) but the black and whites turned out very nicely indeed.
And fortunately, the idea that I would be unable to blow up anything until Saturday went over just fine, so everything is somehow falling into place.
The show went well again last night.
The main problem I had was getting a cab to the theatre (I left work a little late), since they kept ignoring me in favour of the Guys in Suits waving their arms outside of CBS.
It only took a couple of minutes before I was freely putting curses on everybody in sight: "Fuck you! And fuck you! And fuck you too, sir! I hope you all die in a fiery car crash! Real soon!"
Finally, a car going the wrong way u-turned specifically to pick me up. Intelligent man! He's the only cab driver within a mile not due to crash anytime soon!
Man, I spent AN HOUR writing a really fascinating and interesting update to my listserv last night, before being foiled by a crash. Couldn't bear to re-write the whole long story right away, and I was jumping the gun anyway, as I'm waiting on an e-mail, so I will write it tonight instead.
And if that doesn't get me a few new subscriptions (send a blank e-mail here) I don't know what will! Wait, did I say that out loud...?
One year ago today:
My skirt wasn't entirely on fire...
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