This is just so not fair. All week long I have been a day off, I felt like yesterday was Thursday and the day before was Wednesday and the day before was Tuesday, etc. etc., which means that I feel very very strongly indeed that today is Friday.

This does not change the fact, however, that it is Thursday and the weekend does not actually start tomorrow. Blech.

Clearly, it is a punishment for my actually writing on time every day this week, I'm so used to pretending every day is the day before that I get thrown when I am actually doing it properly!

Of course, as soon as I wrote the above, I found that my ISP connecting phone number wouldn't connect and I don't have another one, so I cannot actually update today.

Well, the show is finally over, thank Christ.

It actually was the best one ever, and it's always nice to go out with a bang. Better than saving the bang for after it's over, I always say. Or at least I said just now, but perhaps I'll be saying it again sometime soon, and then it will sweep the nation, like "that is very bad and wrong (or wrong and bad)" did, and I won't get any money or credit or fame this time either.

I've gotten off-track, haven't I?

Anyway, the audience laughed in the right places and didn't laugh when they weren't supposed to, and even that big lump of suet in the lead occasionally blinked slightly to show us that he was alive, and all was well.

I buggered off as soon as we were done, because I had so much to do at work that I needed to get my ass back there. I left one of the other directors in charge, because locking up every night had been a breeze the other two nights, the fire guard was there and useful, and what could possibly go wrong?

Everything, apparently. It all fell to shit as soon as I left the building, as was only to be expected, since I with my mere presence hold together the warp and woof of the universe. Ever notice how there are never any wars breaking out where I happen to be standing? There you go, then.

Apparently, the director I left in charge just fell apart into a big ball of goo, the fire guard charged $10 to do the locking up, and three very big large ass-hole audience members wanted both to see the show and get their money back, and everyone turned to Cynthia to solve everything.

I felt sorry that Cynthia was suddenly in charge without wanting or meaning to be, but I cannot say that I'm sorry to have missed the asshole audience members.

Horoscope d'aujourd'hui:
An small, unexpected gift brightens your day. Generosity on your part gratifies a loved one.

il y a un an aujourd'hui:
I am living in the Land of the Ants again.

* Hier / Incrément / Ce Mois / Demain *

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Traduction français par ma mère Gladys Holland.

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