7 June
So, last night I got home early, meaning 9.15p, listened to Via Dolorosa, which I was dying to do again, because I have been reading David Hare's book on the making of this show, Acting Up, and I did the dishes that were rotting in my sink, and then, rather than staying up until 2a, I suddenly felt as though I had nothing to do (except, you know, for writing three entries and watching my tape of the Tony's) so instead I just decided to go to bed and set my alarm for 6a.
This is weirdly out of character for me, but it worked. I mean, I didn't get up at 6a, I hit snooze for an hour and got up at 7a, but since I still don't have to leave the house until 10a, maybe I'll get an entry or two up.
Weirdly, I dreamt that I was moving last night. I don't remember where or why, but I had very detailed packing dreams, which was just exactly as tedious as actually packing. I'd like to dream of hours and hours of sweaty sex with Barry Bales, but no, instead I dream of hours and hours of sorting through books and packing boxes!
My subconscious is getting awfully boring.
My God, I've been up since 7a and spent the whole three hours writing my entry for the 5th. Entries expand to fill the time provided, I suppose, but that means that I won't have time to write yesterday's entry, let alone finish this one.
So, Tuesday my TiVo arrived! Cynthia let me know right away, because she knew that I would want to get it installed right away, so I called right away, and the next appointment available was...
The 21st! Of June! Argh!!
And am I getting any sympathy from anybody at all? Nope, only eyerolling and muttering about how goddamn spoiled I am. I do not dispute this, I'm spoiled as hell, I know, but I want my TiiiiiiiiiiiiVoooooooooo! I want it NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOW!!!!!!!!!!
Just call me Veruca Salt. And give me that Golden Goose!
Lenten entries missed:
Helene came to see my show, got pregnant (immediately after visiting me, might I add), became extremely irritated with her agent, then went off to find a new one. Between book and baby, Helene's journal is all suspense and anticipation these days!
Today's
horoscope:
Time and energy constraints pull you between love and work. Take care of business during the day and romance in the evening.
One year ago today:
The problem was that now, after I had cruelly tried to feed him and give him nourishment so that he could stay alive, he viewed me as the most frightening of monsters and wanted to get as far from me as possible.
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