(The Mighty Kymm--you'll not see nothing like!)


11 February

So yesterday it snowed all day, but snow day there was none. I knew there wouldn't be, not after they let us out early the other day. They won't be making that same mistake twice.

It was a super-weird day. Really really so. I had made another goddamn mistake, I accidentally didn't cut one of our rents last week. I have been trying so hard, man, so goddamn hard, I have been so careful, and yet I still made a mistake.

I was so terrified of being fired. So scared, so scared I thought that my head would explode. I talked on the phone to Omar and he talked me down. Because if it was going to happen it would happen, and at that point, there was nothing I could do about it.

As the day went on, though, The Raccoon started talking to me and giving me things to do and the audit was very intense, and it occurred to me that I probably wouldn't get fired that day. And then the news came that the CEO and founder of the company had resigned for irregularities in expenses submitted.

Suddenly, my little rent mistake seemed extremely small indeed.

(short rose and ivy)

Speaking of live cats, Eggs is doing amazingly well still.

I am calling him Lazarus these days, because he literally did rise from the dead. He was a dead cat last Wednesday, there was no way in hell he was living another day, but Thursday he rose back up and here it is five days later and he's still doing extremely well!

He's eating well and walking well, and not breathing too badly, and he even washes his face occasionally. I'm not certain but that he's even gaining weight. I appreciate every moment, let me tell you, and it's not as though I have forgotten that he still is chock full of cancer, but it really looks as though he might last a bit longer. I don't want to predict how much longer, but every day that ends with my both having a job and a live cat is a very good day indeed.

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At rehearsal we had the pool table at last.

It had been supposed to be in our garage, but That Man and Matt had been unable to find it when they came out on Sunday, so Dwayne built us a new one. It was pretty great, the right size for the space unlike the one that couldn't be found. I was climbing all over it, making certain that I felt sturdy on it, that I felt like it was solid.

I lay back, figuring out the logistics of how I would be doing the rape, and Omar climbed on top of me and re-enacted it with me. I do like this show.

Anyway, I decided that the time had come to do the scene for real. Meaning without my underwear. And my Christ it was intense. I was flying off the walls of the dressing room for ten minutes afterwards. It's a very freeing thing to do, but it also makes you incredibly vulnerable, and if you are playing a character who has just been raped, that's a good place to be. I'm laughing at myself though, lying on my side, skirt up over my waist, facing the audience, tears in my eyes, and I'm thinking "For God's sake, suck in your stomach!"

On another note, the show opens tomorrow and these goddamn boys still don't know their lines. Honestly, what do you do with people like this? What? Not to mention a director who hasn't given them a hard time about it? At the end of rehearsal, That Man told them sternly that we would run through the entire show without stopping tonight and they would not be allowed to call line!

I snorted and said, "Well, I should hope not!" which was probably a little snotty, but honestly, he was acting as though he was being all tough and hard-line about it, rather than saying words that he should have been saying a week and a half earlier.

(long rose and ivy)

Today's horoscope:
Going into a hot debate unprepared is asking for trouble. Your duties threaten to crowd your personal life out of the picture. Nonsense makes total sense once you recognize the person behind the words.

One year ago today:
Some people can tell they're losing weight because their pants are getting looser, I can tell because my bathtub is!

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