I. Have. Finished. The. WEDDING!!!!

Yes, really! I didn't think it was possible--I thought I'd be doing that wedding through the millennium, but I actually managed to crank out the last few pics and all I have to do is arrange them and post them off, and I'll finally get paid!

Then, after the darkroom, I had the first read-through of the play I'm directing.

It's this damp squib of a play about depressed twentysomethings at Christmas time. BOR-ing! Whatever, it's pretty short, so we should be able to whip this sucker out without killing ourselves, and a damn good thing, too, because two of them work all day and two of them work all night and nobody can rehearse at the same time.

One last Olympic story.

A couple days after the ladies singles finals, I was upstairs visiting with Cynthia and Fran (The Man Who is Not a Lesbian), and Fran started giggling and said

"So, Kymm, what did you think of Tara's win?"

I wasn't sure what he was getting at, and then they told me that after Tara won the gold, they could hear me making disgusted noises through the floor! I didn't remember being quite so vocal, but then I knew what they meant--it was during the interview after, where they said in really cloying tones "So, Michelle, what was it like when you realized that you had lost and that all your dreams were dashed to dust?"

Olana said in her list of random items:
"I have never been kissed in my life and am a little curious about it. (No that's alright, stay away from me.)"

Why do I get the feeling that Olana is me in another dimension?

One year ago today:
The moon?

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