No Inet still. I mean, it doesn't much matter as I am moving on Tuesday, but it's been down since Wednesday, for heaven's sake! All my poor readers, weeping in agony at missing my words--my wit--my wisdom!

I may well be overstating things...

So, yesterday I had my first rehearsal for the Christmas show!

John (no, not that John, and not that John either! I don't know if it makes it simpler or more complicated that everyone's name is John!) came 'round to rehearse the scene that Cynthia and I are in.

Cynthia played that very role before several years ago, so it's not very difficult for her, and, funnily enough, the relationship between the two characters is very similar to our relationship in real life--her being all sensible and logical and strict and me being more flighty and pouty and heedless.

Did you not know that I am flighty and pouty and heedless? All of my secrets are being revealed...

The rehearsal went well, but was strangely rushed, in that John doesn't want to rehearse very often, which is certainly fine with us, but which meant that he started directing us before we had even finished reading it through once!

In the evening, Nik and I went to see Elizabeth, a film that we were both very keen to see, he because he's a history buff, and I because I have always loved that period and of course because I heard that the film was excellent.

We went to Sony Lincoln Square, but the show we had planned on seeing as well as the following one were sold out. I suggested seeing Waking Ned Devine instead, but Nik was holding out for Elizabeth, so we did the 777-FILM thing and got tickets by credit card at a theatre on the East Side.

The film was, in fact, excellent, though it was much too long a film to spend sitting in such dreadfully uncomfortable seats. The performances were swell, especially Cate Blanchett as Elizabeth and Geoffrey Rush as her advisor, though I must say that Ralph certainly got all of the looks in the Fiennes family! I mean, Joseph is a tolerable actor with a tolerable face, but with such a beautiful, talented brother what could he be but a troll in comparison?

The atmosphere of the film was wonderful--you really got a sense of the time and place, though the Catholic church comes off none too well. At one point, after a priest beat a man to death with a rock, I leaned over and whispered in Nik's ear:

"Now that's what I call good, solid religion!"

Today's horoscope:
Pleasure comes through food, drink, or physical contact. Indulge yourself a bit; you deserve to feel good today.

One year ago today:
I feel as though I have a giant block of marble that I have to carve into a statue but all I have is a pin.

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