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


12 December

So yesterday was a gen-u-ine day off, at least until I had to be at the show, though I didn't spend quite as much of it in front of the TV as I had meant to.

I had to write a couple of entries and try to catch up with Holidailies (tricky when I cannot get to the ghetto internet cafe before 11p and sometimes I just go home instead), so I went in a few hours early and tippety-typetty went my little fingers on a better keyboard than I usually get.

I like sitting on the edges of rows, and I think most other people do as well, because I tend to get a keyboard where the "p" doesn't work, or the "a" sticks (currently, I am at the keyyboard that doubbles lettters at the sliiiiiightest provocationnnnnnnnnnn), but yesterday I discovered the joys of sitting in the middle of a row.

Look, I didn't do anything all afternoon but type, and trying to make an entry out of that is pretty tricky. Work with me here. The guy next to me is telling some girl on his cell phone that his best karaoke song "Against All Odds" by Phil Collins. This definitely won't get you laid, buddy.

(mistletoe)

Then I went to the show, getting there an hour early to go through the light and sound cues, getting that fast cd change to be fast, and using all of the music that I want to use because Tony is a blancmange and has no strong opinions about things.

I wanted it to be perfect. And do you know what? It totally was. On my end, anyway, I can't vouch for anything that happened on the stage. Especially since I was following along in the script, and instead of The Great Wal-Mart Christmas Eve Robbery, they should have called it The Great Paraphrased Play of the Century. I asked Mark afterwards if having the lights and sound be the way they were supposed to be threw him.

(mistletoe)

Okay, apparently on the 12th of December, every year I talk about what I want to have happen next year and complain about what didn't happen this year. I'm afraid of making any predictions, since they don't so much seem to work, but all I really want in 2005 is for someone to love me back. Also, to have a year without any computer emergencies.

Both of these miracles happen to a lot of people. It must be possible for them to happen to me at some point.

(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!)

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Today's horoscope:
There's something about being in love that makes you feel as if the world is full of nothing but wonderful people. Whether or not you're in love right now, you're in that kind of mood. Spread that warmth around.

One year ago today:
In 2004 I am going to act, direct, lose more weight, have more sex, get an acting job in an Equity production and get engaged to be married. There! I have spoken.

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