Man, I've gotta give some props to the NYC brand of nail polish. I put it on like four or five days ago and it has yet to chip at all! Of course, it does have really bad brushes so that you need to put on about five coats in order to make it cover evenly, but that's a small price to pay, frankly.

I'm used to Sally Hansen, which I love because of it's spectacular colours, but it doesn't last more than a minute or two before it chips so much that I'm looking like a teenage punk junkie prostitute.

So, last night was opening night of Lysistrata.

I didn't go in and watch, it was very crowded, nearly sold out, so I just sat in the lobby. They had the black up, though, because of all of the entrances through the house, which meant that the door was open and I could hear the whole thing quite clearly.

And as Kirsten said, "We must give up fucking!" I thought, "Golly, I guess that's a new translation!"

I brought my computer to the theatre so that I could write while I was in the box office. I have this picture as my computer wallpaper, and as Tony was sitting next to me, he saw it.

"Was Omar eating chocolate?"
"No, that's blood."
"Fetish?"
"Um, yeah."

And he got up and left.

Today's horoscope:
Inspiration is a mood that will not be recaptured. Associates are uneasy when Virgo delays a decision. It could be another week before the moment is right, which is okay if you happen to have a week.

One year ago today:
"How can you be cooking, I don't have any spices!" "I'm Irish, we don't use spices! What I'd like to know is how a person, let alone a Cuban person, can live in an apartment without rice."

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