3 March Hello my darlings, my ducks, my sweet and only loves! Buttered up yet? You see, just like every other morning this week, I got up late after having a cat-disturbed sleep, but this morning is worse than any others in that the company party is tonight, meaning that I've been washing clothes and finding make-up and not (as I'm certain you are relived to hear) forgoing bathing, and I've been late to work every single morning this week, and I just have to go!
And so many fun, cool things happened yesterday! I discovered a foreign country here in my own town, I went to see Anne's show, I got hired for a gig by Tracing's husband, where he clearly started out thinking that I was the biggest flake in all the land and ended up thinking that I was someone who could do the job, and I watched what Cynthia calls the Last Great Screwball Comedy, but which I think is the Next to Last Great Screwball Comedy, and I just plain survived another day on this earth! It'll all have to wait until tomorrow.
In the meanwhile, go read Amy! She's got an entry up that's only three weeks old, and that ain't bad for her! And, by the time you finish reading her archives, she should manage to get something new up, and you'll be all ready for it.
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