Well, that went much better than it had any right to go!

I was sure that it would be, well, not disastrous, but choppy and awkward, and there are a few problem spots that I was certain would blow up in someone's face and they would have to be rescued, presumably by me, frantically re-writing my lines in my head so that they would make sense being in response to the wrong cue, but nothing bad happened!

Before we went on, we ran over those problem spots a few times, identified reasons that the problems keep occurring (part of the problem is that I say the same or similar line several times, and each time Brian has to respond differently) and clarified things, and then we sailed out there and more or less kicked butt.

Perhaps that is overstating. Didn't fuck up and mostly we emotionally connected, how's that?

At the tech, one of Kirsten's problems with the show was that she wanted me to be more bundled up, what with the fact that it's cold outside being the whole point of the show, and I know that it is only my ego that makes me back away from that.

I say it's because I don't want to do the same thing as Gemma, but really it's because I don't want to look too fat. And now you know my terrible secret.

Anyway, I negotiated to be wearing a blanket at the beginning and then get rid of it offstage, you know, what with the fact that we had never rehearsed with it before and I would have to be dragging it everywhere and it would get cat hair everywhere (I'm using an old blanket of mine that the cats sleep on), so that makes everyone happy.

And last night in the dressing room, I came out with my hair and my makeup and I had given myself a split lip and a bloody nose to go with the shiner, and wrapped in that blanket, I sat down on the bench next to Cecilia, and she cringed and said, "O God! O my God! I feel like I should move away!" so I guess I looked pretty homeless!

The blanket does help, but I'm glad I don't have to deal with it for the whole show.

Brian, though, ended up not wearing the ill-fitting doorman's uniform that Laura had brought in and instead wore his real cop's dress uniform, only without the patches on the jacket, so it wasn't obviously a policeman's outfit. And it took my breath away, he looked so fine. I said, "O, Jesus, Brian, that uniform..." "Pretty sharp?" "Yeah..." but sharp wasn't the word I was thinking.

It was very good for my characterization.

Anyone with a cop fetish should see this piece, because it will do you good. Before this, I only liked firemen, but cops really have something going for them...

Today's horoscope:
Do some thinking about the influence of your family background. A fresh perspective on familiar views can occur.

One year ago today:
And these three things, three little things really filled me with joy. And I wondered maybe that this sort of thing happens every day, but I don't really notice it.

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