Some stupid idiot sent me a blank text message this morning at 4.47a.

I know it was 4.47a, because when my phone woke me up by making its "you have a message and you'd better check it right away because it might be really really important!" whoop, I looked at the clock.

Fuck you, bmckillica, whomever the heck you are. Next time, if you're gonna wake me up in the middle of the might for no reason, at least send a message rather than just your email address.

Yesterday Mom and I went to church, then she tried to chivvy me into going to the SAG meeting, because I would be able to network there. I knew perfectly well that I would not be networking there, but would instead be bored out of my mind, and I prevailed for once. So I went to the Glendale library and quite happily curled in a chair and read for an hour and a half before I could get onto a computer.

Then I went home and watched the skating that I had taped from the day before, though I had missed the last half hour since I apparently cannot realize without a calculator that 3 1/2 plus 3 won't fit on a 6 hour tape.

All of the important stuff happened before the last half hour, fortunately. I was extremely annoyed at the whole thing about Michelle getting penalized for going 2 seconds over her time in the short, especially since all that she was doing in that two seconds was finishing an arm movement after the music stopped.

But I was pleased that the extremely tiresome Sasha Cohen choked as usual and ended up with the silver. She's not as annoying as Tara Lupinski, but I dislike her nearly as much.

I think I'm starting to get homesick. I have been here a month now, and nothing much has happened, though I have been having a nice time, I think I would like to get back to my real life.

I'm also starting to miss Omar like I haven't been. I have just let him go and haven't called or emailed him, I want him to talk to me because he wants to, not because I want to, but that's been a month too, and I'm starting to think that he might have left for good.

Today's horoscope:
Trust your luck to continue. Friends are protecting you from dangers that you'll never know. Do your part by showering them with love and rewarding their projects with your attention.

One year ago today:
I mean, I have the flashy, easy role--my character plays two things, sex and rage, and since she is an elemental, I needn't go any deeper than that, and Le loves what I am doing. But yesterday when I was suddenly playing it smiling and soft, it was a revelation.

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