So yesterday was my first real day off in ages. I did have to leave the house, since I had therapy, but other than that, no show, no rehearsal, it was great.

Plus, it was gorgeous! It hit 80°! That was an eight followed by a zero and a degrees, 80° on the 3rd of November in the Northeast! I actually was uncomfortably warm when I was going into the city, wearing sandals and a t-shirt as though it were July.

And then after therapy I stopped at Bryant Park on the way home and lay in the grass drinking a frappuccino and reading Hollywood Life magazine--there ain't much better than that. And I even got to call Tracing and jeer at her for being a gainfully employed individual. And since I woke up this morning to grey and rainy skies, I'm glad I took the time to stop and smell the lawn.

Therapy was fun, I came in and was all happy and stuff, which was a treat. After half an hour or so, she asked me if I wanted to lay down on the couch and have her sit in the chair where I usually sit, so that she would sit behind me and I would be able to free-associate without being distracted by the look on her face.

Of course, the way I already talk is pretty free-associate-y to start with, and I don't actually spend much time looking at her anyway--I stare at her bookshelves and mentally re-arrange the books, but I was happy to lay down, hey, I don't have a sofa!

She was fascinated by the book-re-arrangement so I talked about that for awhile, and then about my messiness and my obsessive-compulsiveness and so on. Afterwards, I realized that it was the only time so far that I spent much time talking about myself rather than Omar. She frankly knows way more about his life and background and past than mine.

When I got home, I had wanted to do some more cleaning, not wanting to lose momentum after such a great start on Friday, but I didn't do it for quite awhile, fucking around online, voting for my Jones label (not voted for it lately? What are you waiting for?) and so on, before finally clearing off a couple of shelves.

And even with just doing that, I ended up filling two more bags of recyling and half a bag of trash! It's so easy to get rid of shit, it really is. And I'm going to do it every damn day until I'm done.

Today's horoscope:
Necessity inspires strange accomplishments. You have a long stretch of road to travel between this point and the place where you deserve to be. Involve your partner now or face these problems alone.

One year ago today:
I told him that we were going to fit in more shirtless scenes, in fact his wearing a shirt at all was now under advisement and that I had pretty much decided that he should enter naked on his first entrance, wearing only that snakeskin jacket. We'll have to raise the ticket prices, of course.

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