My fingertip is numb. It's very weird, I woke up and the fingertip of my right index finger was numb, like it was asleep, kind of tingly. Now, I sleep on my hands and often I wake with them asleep, but I shake them out and they are fine, but this fingertip situation just isn't stopping.

It's most peculiar.

Apparently I was nominated for an entry award this entry, but nobody ever told me! I mean, when I found out that I lost yesterday, that was the first that I had ever heard about it. I wish I had known so that I could have enjoyed being nominated before knowing that I lost, especially since this is my first ever entry nomination.

Unless I get nominated all the time and nobody ever mentioned it before. Perhaps I should vote next quarter, maybe I'll be nominated! Probably not, probably that was kind of it, but who knows. And besides, it's nice to know that in seven years I once wrote something worthy of a nomination.

We have TV! I am watching TV! After a whole week, we are finally a normal house again, with television sets that tell stories to us as we sit and stare, our eyes revolving slowly.

I waited around all day for the DirecTV people, calling and bitching at one point since they were supposed to come between 1p and 5p and it was getting close to 6p, but they said that they were still on their way and that all would be well. I had to go to the theatre, but they finally came on Cynthia's watch, looked up at the roof and refused to climb up there. Cynthia tore strips off of them until they agreed, probably just to get away from her, and fixed the dish in about four seconds. And we have TV!

Hopefully, the next time that Omar decides to destroy everything about my life in one email, he'll do it at a time when my umbilical cord is still attached.

We rehearsed way uptown at Michael's, and the show is looking good, Peter is off-book. Show-off. I asked Kelly how the Tarantella video was, and it turned out that taught the ballet version, not the folk-dance version, so thank goodness we have Bobbi.

Today's horoscope:
Yield to the dedication of a neighbor or coworker. If nothing else, you'll learn humility or gain perspective. Right now, you'd be amazed at how valuable appearances can be.

One year ago today:
While eating lunch yesterday I came to the conclusion that nothing looks grosser than split pea soup, except possibly the leftover split pea soup gone all congealed in the bowl. And it's so yummy, too! I practically had to eat it with my eyes closed.

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