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23 September Okay, tomorrow I am finishing shooting my movie, and about a million people are coming to the house. I feel as though I am spinning plates, getting Ed and Jenn and the boy and his entourage and the puppy and his entourage all to the house at the same time, plus, since I am slightly hysterical, every time I speak to any of them, I always feel as though they are about to tell me that something has come up and they aren't available tomorrow, or that they have changed their minds about doing the movie. Nobody had even hinted anything like that, but if I haven't talked to one of them for a few days, there is a leaping fear in my head until we have exchanged a few sentences and they haven't said, "I'm really sorry to have to tell you this..."
I have just so much to do today. I have to dig the graves and make the tombstones and buy a dog bowl and maybe some toys and try to find some damn Christmas wrapping paper. O, and pray like hell that it doesn't rain tomorrow. Or at least that the rain hold off until noon. It's funny, everytime I have complained or mentioned that I would have to dig these four dog graves, I always wonder what the people who overhear me are thinking of! "Christ, I still have to dig those graves and make the headstones! Will this toil and strife never end?"
What is your most unlikely fear? What is the strangest sentence that you have ever overheard? And we're still talking about travelling with a band, not being noticed, what surprises us about ourselves, icky stories, our most recent trip, the most spontaneous thing we've done lately, how we feel about medication, the one right way to do things, self-knowledge, running out of time, new movie recommendations, what we need to be happy, our offices, vocal tics, and bad movies we love.
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