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


20 March

The insane woman running the box office for me last night called me at 5.30a yesterday morning to tell me that she was going to be a little late tonight. Then she called me again at 9.30a to let me know that she'd be able to be there ontime after all.

Apparently she was unaware that I was in LA, but even if she wasn't, 8.30a is still too early to call somebody!

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I had tentative plans to have lunch with Melanie yesterday, but I was feeling a little wonky and overtired, especially after having been dragged from sleep by a woman who thinks that as long as it's later than 5a, everyone is awake.

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Today's horoscope:
Teachers come in odd disguises. Wake up to the fact that a supposedly random event is really a lesson in progress. Confusion burns away in the growing light of reason.

One year ago today:
I walked up to the counter and was about to order (actually, I was about to be told to go to the other counter), when this guy behind me said, "Kymm?" I turned around and stared blankly at him, which didn't really tell me anything, since I don't recognize half of the people that I actually know, and he said, "I read your journal!"

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