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


23 May

Dear Lord God above, do you know how late I slept this morning? I'll tell you how late I slept this morning. I slept until 4p this afternoon, that's how late I slept this morning!

I went to bed last night at 5a, as the sun was getting lighter, for no good reason except that I was watching the end of my Firefly box set (no more new episodes! Ever!), but even that was no excuse for sleeping until practically dinnertime.

I'm thinking that I can stop fearing only getting three hours of sleep anymore. On the other hand, I believe that the last time I said such a thing, I was dancing the only three hour conga the very next day, so you never know.

(glasses)

Yesterday was closing night of the one-acts, if not the 7p show. Several friends were in the audience asking me if I were going out afterwards, and I answered positively, "Of course not, I never go out! I'm going home!!"

Some hours later, when Leslie walked into Barrymore's and saw Mark and I sitting there, the first words out of her mouth were, "I never go out!"

I really wasn't going to, but when the entire audience stood as one and walked out after the third show, leaving only three people to watch the last show die like a dog, I could do nothing but go in and watch it again in order to laugh (I had seen it the night before. It was okay, certainly not worth seeing twice, except that I'm a big softy).

It turned out that one of the three audience members was a big laugher, but he didn't start until I had been going for awhile. Afterwards, Mark said that without my laughter, the show would have been around ten minutes longer because the other actors just would start to s-l-o-o-o-o-w...d-o-w-w-w-w-n when the audience was quiet. Like they were balloons with the air let out of them.

(glasses)

So afterwards, when Mark asked me if I wanted to go out, hell, I was still there anyway so why not?

I had to drop the box office off with Philip, so we went to Barrymore's and had a drink, then called Tony to see where everyone else went so that we could join them there. Turns out the they left BBs and went to some joint that has 25¢ wings, the promise of which wouldn't normally make me move one foot from where I was sitting, but I cannot say the same for Tony.

We walked over there and it turned out to be one of those bars with the really really loud music and the really really loud talking and everything being SO VERY LOUD that I have no idea why anyone would actually want to be there. The cute girls with the short skirts notwithstanding.

We hung around outside for a bit in order to smoke, and then to wait for Mark's friend Jerry who was in the nabe and had happened to ring right before we went in. We entered, walked upstairs to where our group was, and about one second later, I tapped Mark on the sleeve and mouthed "I'm leaving." I knew that I would be miserable, and I wasn't particularly interested in spending any more money.

So that's three drinks in two days, that's quite a lot for me!

(glasses)

Proof of how much I love Good Eats. I watched the banana episode. Now, I wouldn't eat a banana to save my mother from being burned alive, (though why anyone would threaten to burn my mother alive unless I ate a banana, I don't know), but I watched that episode to within an inch of its life.

Listen, there are only a couple of new episodes every year these days, I'd watch the poop episode and be happy about it! Anything for more Alton. No matter how much he flaunts his wedding ring.

(glasses)

(vote for my jones soda label!)

(celebrating 8 years!)

Today's horoscope:
The human family is having a big reunion wherever you are. You mingle with the guests, happy to be part of it all. For those who have a history, everything is forgiven. Starting over is more fun.

One year ago today:
It looks like a real dive, but the cupcakes are perfection, and every person who walked in while we were there was greeted by name, it was like Cheers with cupcakes.

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