Ugh, am I ever sick. I woke up again in the night, not at 4a but at 6a, and not because of a sore throat but because of coughing fits that would. Not. Stop.

Normally I don't get bronchitis quite so quickly, but it seems to be barreling ahead, even though my cold isn't actually over yet. I gave in and started taking the pills that my doctor gave me last time I was sick, she prescribed extra for the next time. Well, this is the next time, though if I didn't have to fly in a couple of days I probably wouldn't bother.

So yesterday I dragged my ass to the darkroom before work, sure that I would find my cell phone when the noon alarm rang.

Well, I didn't. I found it before the noon alarm, because I reached into my locker to pull out the bag where I put everything that is neither paper nor negatives, and as I lifted that bag from the bottom, I realized that the weight that fell directly into my hand was...

...my lost cell phone! Hoo and ray!

Of course I had looked in my locker and in that bag on Sunday, but I was trying to get the hell out of there and was rushed and panicked, and there is actually a bag inside another bag and I only looked in the inner one.

Thank goodness I don't have to type in all those damn phone numbers again.

One thing, though, when I was thinking that my phone was lost and I might have to get another one, it occurred to me that it's the end of the year and my contract with AT&T (now AT&T/Cingular) was up and I could probably get a new phone anyway!

So I had my phone back. But that was honestly no reason not to still get a new phone, so I rang Cingular and got a better plan (the same thing I have now but for less money, with more internet capacity and nighttime minutes start at 7p rather than 9p) and a loverly new phone!

It flips! It's a flip phone! Also, it's a camera phone! A flipping camera phone! A picture-taking flip phone! And it's freeeee! Of course, I had to sign a two year contract, so no new free phone next Christmas, but what the hell. I'm a whore for a free flip/camera phone.

Did I mention that it shoots video, too?

So last night I had my first (well, second, really, but the first was like a month ago) rehearsal for Miss Reardon.

I was supposed to look at my lines over the weekend, but we all know that didn't happen, so I spent the afternoon at work learning them. And I was okay with them, but carried the book anyway. Everyone else was off-book, even Gorgeous George, but I refuse to be embarrassed--I cannot block a show without a book in my hand. The end.

I was pretty funny, I think. It's a small but funny scene at the top of the show, then I spend the rest of the time until the curtain-call knitting in the dressing room with George. Fine by me!

I'm going to be really broke in January, though. I'm glad I'm in the mainstage, certainly, but I don't get paid for running the box office when I'm in the show. I really need to find a way to make some goddamn money.

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!

Today's horoscope:
Just when you got the feeling that life had become a bit too well-planned and 'comfortably' predictable, the universe has arranged a surprise. It may arrive with a few fireworks, but you've never minded that sort of thing, have you?

One year ago today:
I don't want to go home for a month, I don't want to leave the cats for so long. Monty is just so old, I've never left them alone for that long and if he dies while I'm in LA I'll never forgive myself.

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