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


2 December

Wow, this is weird, writing an entry the day after I wrote an entry. It no longer feels real to do it.

So yesterday I decided to write an entry and put it up in my blog, but for some reason, I couldn't make blogger recognize the fact that my new server has different ftping needs than my old server, and it kept ftping things to the wrong place, and I tried to move them, but it wasn't happening, and here it was, I had finally updated, but nobody knew it but me!

Then I realized that I could download cuteftp to this computer, even though it is in the ghetto internet cafe! So I did, but then it was too late to make it a regular entry. But I knew that I could do it today! And I did! I can get these entries up! Astonishing...

So, thanks to Holidailies, I am updating! Even with no computer, and even if I did have one, my phone has been turned off again, and God only knows when it will be all back at home once more and back to normal. Don't thank me, thank Jette!

(mistletoe)

So yesterday, besides writing an entry, I worked and went to the theatre and to rehearsal. Just like every day, world without end.

Work was boring, the show was boring, I didn't study my lines for even one second, but luckily we were rehearsing Long Christmas Dinner, not Lullaby for Momma, and I was the good little actress who knew her lines.

Man, I don't know what is up with this show this week, opening night they had five audience members, and last night they broke that record and had a big six! Which meant that the box office wasn't enough, which means that I didn't get paid.

There are 14 actors in this show! Don't they know that I need to pay my rent? Invite some friends, for Chrissakes!

(mistletoe)

Remember, if anyone who wants a Xmas card from me this year had best send me their address, because remember? No computer means no Xmas card list!

(mistletoe)

(holidailies)

(vote for my jones soda label!)

(spray of mistletoe)

Today's horoscope:
You may find yourself right smack-dab in the middle of a melodrama. You won't like it much, but you'll deal with it if a dear one is involved. Be patient. Think about what's really important to you.

One year ago today:
The difference between the 42nd St. post office and the Weehawken branch is only a couple of miles, if that long, but apparently either NY is in the future or Weehawken is in the past. Perhaps they are in separate hemispheres.

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