Yesterday was Monday, which meant getting up early to drop off my theatre keys to the show that I'm babysitting, and then having two hours to kill until work.

But! This time I had errands to run and things to do, so was able to fill that time rather than return my library books and then go to work an hour early like a Big Dork. I had to go to Equity to drop off the Bubbling form that I should have dropped off weeks ago but totally didn't because I am untrustworthy and bad, I had to go to the bank, I had to get a birthday present for Melissa, it was a very full two hours!

The best bit was, when I went to the bank to deposit my concession money from last week, I looked at my balance and said, "Why do I have so much money in my account?" and the answer was, my tax refund came in! Yay! I can buy new jeans! I can buy Sideways!

So I went to Coliseum and got Melissa a Sooper Seekrit present, then returned overdue library books, except for My Life in Orange, because I had started it and I really liked it. Of course, I really liked I, the Divine as well, but that one didn't have such a long waiting list that I would have had to get in the back of before seeing it again.

It's an excellent book, but I would like to know who these insane lunatics are who wrote the pull-quotes in the back that describe the book as an hilarious story about a harrowing childhood. I mean, it's brilliant and it's funny at times, but hilarious it ain't. Nor would I want it to be.

Frankly, it's not that harrowing, either. You want an hilarious story about a harrowing childhood, that would be Running with Scissors, My Life in Orange is more a fascinating story about a peculiar childhood. His mother was a follower of the Bhagwan Rajneesh, and he lived from age four to age ten in one of their communes or another. It was really something.

One really funny line that I loved, though, was afterwards, hanging around the schoolyard of a regular school, listening to the kids brag about their fathers' cars, he was like "My guru had driven ninety-three Rolls Royces: nearly two for every week of the year. I told these kids their fathers' Ford Escort XR3i's didn't impress me."

Dull-ass day at work, though I did get a lot of reading and knitting done. Mondays are slow around the theatre when no new show is putting in.

Both new boys were in the box office, and I have totally changed my mind about Jokey McJokester, whom I dissed the other day. Well, he brought me a lollipop when he went to the bank, how can you not like a guy like that? I am extremely impressed with all of the new box office people, because they are nice to me.

It doesn't take much to impress me.

Snuck away from work a tiny bit early to go see The Interpreter at SAG.

It was so great! I really loved it. I mean, it got good reviews, I expected it to be good, but I didn't expect it to be great, which is what is was. The performances were spectacular all around, the story was nice and complex and stayed true to itself, and the energy and tension stayed really high for a really long time.

My only real complaint about the movie is Nicole Kidman's bangs. It wasn't just that the continuity was terrible and they'd be in her face in one shot and behind her ear in the next, it was the fact that they covered one eye for half the movie, and I really just wanted to jump on her, wielding a pair of scissors and a barrette.

The reason it bothered me so much is that her bangs took me out of the movie, and I did not want to be taken out of the movie, not for one second. Absolutely great.

After the movie, I stopped at Modell's to get new black jeans, but nary a pair did they have. Or rather, they had some pairs, but none less than $40. I go to Modell's to spend $15 on jeans, $40 is for suckers and people who don't wear out jeans in three months.

So I bought myself Sideways instead. Because when you have a bunch of money in your back account, you've gotta spend it on something!!

Today's horoscope:
You're still quite focused on your sweetheart, and the feeling is mutual. Have dinner out, and don't be afraid to talk about the future. You won't be the only person at that candlelit table who's been thinking in terms of permanence.

One year ago today:
At one point, since I was ready for dessert, I said, "Why are you people still eating meat?" and Bonnie answered, "Kymmie, we are eating meat because we are not veterinarians!"

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