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27 April I stayed at work 'till midnight last night. Not exactly certain why. The Raccoon wasn't there yesterday, and our part-timer isn't in on Monday, so I was the whole department yesterday. I guess I was feeling all conscientious and stuff, is why I worked 13 hours. Just imagine.
The other night, driving the kids home:
Molly (spelling out signs): P-O-T-A-M-P-K-I-N-M-I-T-S-U-B-I-S-H-I
She knows her letters, but the concept of the letters spelling particular words is eluding her thus far. O c'mon, she's only three, and spelling out Potampkin Mitsubishi ain't bad!
Anita used my new search engine in order to check for instances of her own name and then to complain that she hasn't been mentioned recently! I have a feeling that's what most journallers will be using it for!
I've been offered a new show that I don't want to do, but A. I don't turn down shows, and B. my friend Gregg David is in it and we haven't worked together since Paris Then in 1996, so I can't really turn it down. Fuck a duck. Ah well, I'm sure I'll get some stories out of it, as it's certain to be a horrendous experience.
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