So, I was watching Queer Eye yesterday, mulling over how totally not fair it is that only men are eligible for being on the show, so when the email address came up at the end of the show, I decided to send them an email.

So I said:

And this morning I got an application! Now, they probably send them to everyone who emails them, but I filled it out and it was really good. Man, what I wouldn't give to be on that show. It would be embarrassing as hell to have my appalling apartment on TV for the world to scoff at, but it would be worth it to have it done up and get all that free shit.

C'mon, Queer Eye people! You need to have a different kind of twist for every show, doing a woman would sure be different! And I'd be great.

So I sent out a big pile of my Christmas cards yesterday, until I ran out of stamps. This concept of actually paying for postage is all kinds of wrong.

Then I went to The Company That Must Not Be Named to visit! It was totally weird to be there, but everyone jumped up and down with the joy of seeing me, exactly as they didn't when I actually worked there. The Raccoon gave me my Buffy/Angel tape back, but the other girl forgot my Girl Scout cookies. I'll have to go back in January.

They were so funny, telling me how hard they are working these days. "It's been awful, we've been working 13 hour days!" "What's the big deal? I always worked 13 hour days!" "Yeah, you did, but the rest of us aren't used to it!"

Clearly, I got out of there just in time.

So, years ago on Mystery they did a production of Rebecca starring Jeremy Brett, but it was never released commercially due to some cock-up with the rights. Cynthia saw it and loved it and has been looking for years for a copy of the tape--people do sell them on eBay and so on, but these grainy bad copies go for like $60 and $70 and she doesn't want it that badly.

Well, a couple of months ago, I was talking to Peter Rabbit, who mentioned that he was writing an adaptation of Rebecca and when I told him the Mystery tape search story he got a funny look on his face.

"What does that look mean? Do you have that tape?" "Yes, and it's one of my prized possessions." "Please please please can I borrow it and make a copy?" "Well..." "Plllleeeeaaaaaase??"

So I went by his office yesterday and borrowed it, immediately punching out the tabs to assure that I don't accidentally tape over it. I am putting a dent in that to-do list.

Today's horoscope:
The stars give you the nod. Creativity has as much to do with training as it does with raw vision. Once your foundation is complete, others can build on it with confidence.

One year ago today:
On the other hand, I had my hand on Omar's leg and was rubbing his thigh with my thumb for like three hours, so I am not one to cast aspersions.

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