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1 April Do you dig the new design? I sure do, thanks Jane! I can't be bothered to do an April fools thing, though I had vaguely thought about it. Maybe I will next year! Aha! I just realized that something that a friend of mine told me was an April Fool's joke! God, I'm slow. It is, however, Jessie's new birthday today! I guess she'll have to start over again and be one years old. I wonder how her husband will feel, being married to a one-year-old?
Yesterday was a really good day. Once we got past the whole unable to breathe thing, that is. Something almost unbelievable wonderful happened at work that I will discuss at a later time, but it meant that I no longer have to go out and find a different job. O God, I hate being one of those appalling "Something happened and I can't talk about it" people. But I'm so happy that I can't just keep it inside! Trust me on that one. I know why they call it "happy as a lark", 'cause I feel like soaring.
And then, when I went to my tiresome show, saying "Isn't this over yet?" one of the other actresses pulled me aside and said: "This director that I'm working with--I'm pretty sure I'll be in his new show--saw the show Saturday and wants you to audition for his show. They're doing callbacks this week, and he wants you to come in." And I said, "He saw this show?" Man, ten years in this company, and finally someone sees me and says "That's her! That's the actress that I must cast!" and it's Rehearsal at Versailles? Man, nothing ever turns out the way you expect!
I did a photo shoot afterward, and it's always the same way. I shoot the actors acting--I may set them up slightly differently, but it's not about posing, it's about doing it the way that you do it, and I snap snap snap, and there's always someone who sort of stands there like they're embarrassed, or says "blah blah blah" instead of the lines, until I want to kick them. Why are people so stupid? I really let the cat out of the bag, though, on how much I don't know everyone's names in the cast. "Cheat out, babe. No, not you, babe, the other babe!"
Robert wrote to me yesterday, asking whether I had meant to quote Fran as saying that the actress' nipples were rigid, as in erect, or ridged, as in potato chips. Whoops! So I wanted to let you know that it was my typo, not Fran's bizarre chip fantasy!
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