7 March
Okay, gotta catch up. This really is a bad habit that I have gotten into, getting a day behind and then staying there. Bad bad Kymm. Bad!
So, yesterday it really was snowing, and sticking by me, but again, there was nothing on the ground in the city, even though it snowed all day.
I was alone again. Ah, being the only person in the department who can manage to stagger in through the flakes is a lonely lonely job. Chekhov wasn't there, because he lives farther into Jersey than I do, so he was waiting to see how the roads were before going in. When he got there, I called for broth and fed his sled dogs, and called him a poor bunny.
If that answers the question about how sarcastic I am at work.
The show again last night (tonight is your last chance, if you were planning on coming).
I never talked about Sunday's show, did I? It went really well, Le was there, and the house wasn't too big, which meant that the laughs weren't too much, although before we started, Le announced to the audience, "Fasten your seatbelts for this one!"
Last night, though, the laughs were too much, too much, and John rode the lightning again. Perhaps I am the only one who doesn't think that it should not be a laugh riot, but it's been hard to control the audiences this run. It's like holding the reins of a runaway team.
On the other hand, because of the laughs, the ending got audible gasps, which was pretty cool. I cannot wait until Kevin and I film it, though, and I can control the style in a way that I cannot right now. Next year, next year.
Shmuel came, which was a surprise, as I didn't expect him, but he was apparently compelled by my pushy mass-email to come. Hopefully that will work on a few more people, since tonight is the last night!! Subtle enough?
Shmuel came with a nice journaller whose name went right out of my head, but the fact that I cannot remember her reminds me that I forgot to mention Amy, who came with Helene on Saturday, but when I wrote about it, I left her out. Thanks for coming, Amy! And Shmuel, and Mystery Girl!
I turned to say hi to Vicki and Gregg David, and when I turned around again, they were gone. I'm sorry I didn't say goodbye, I didn't mean to be rude! Although I usually am. It's always accidental, though, honestly.
Today's horoscope:
Friendships are natural on the job, but don't let them keep you from relating to everyone. Exclusion leads to inefficiency.
One year ago today:
The right amount of time that an actor should spend directing the other actors he is on stage with? None.
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