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— I got a new phone. Did you know that they make phones with CAMERAS IN THEM NOW???? hahaha I know I’m behind. I still listen to cassette tapes, for God’s sake. But I love my phone so much that I’ve been making out with it for 2 days non-stop. I take it out and just stare at it. I took a picture of my feet. Also of the corner of my desk. I take many pictures. I call no one. It’s awesome.<\/p>\n

— Rehearsals start this week.<\/p>\n

— Congratulations to my friend Guy Adkins for being nominated for a Jeff Award (in the Best Actor in a Principal Role in a Musical category) (They were just announced today<\/a>). He was nominated for Funny Thing Happened on the Way to the Forum<\/i> – which was playing while I was out there, but bummer – I didn’t get to see it. I love it when the Jeff awards come out … I always know SOMEbody.<\/p>\n

— Comment that comes out of reading the shows being done: People still do productions of Closer than Ever<\/i>?? It seems like such a late 80s, early 90s kind of show. It’s about the concerns of yuppies. The musical version of 30something<\/i>. Funny, wistful, self-absorbed – I LOVE some of the music for that musical – damn. Good good stuff … but I thought that it had dated itself almost immediately upon its first production.<\/p>\n

— I’m getting a massage next week. The last time I got a massage, the masseur (a guy I had never met before) asked me out WHILE he was giving me a massage. I’m not lying. This is so Sex and the City<\/i>, I know, but it really happened. It seems vaguely inappropriate, doesn’t it?? However, the whole thing struck me as pretty damn funny at the time. I walked out of there thinking … Did that just happen? Did my masseur just ask me out? While I was lying on the table in a dim room, draped only in a sheet? He asked me to go on a canoe trip. In the middle of my massage. I don’t know. Maybe stuff like that happens to other women all the time, and I’m over-reacting. It’s not like he was creepy, or made me feel weird … It just was totally SURREAL. You’re supposed to zone out during a massage. You’re supposed to go into a deep relaxation. And so you fall into the moment. You breathe deeply. Your body relaxes. You slip off into a coma. This is what I was doing. I breathed. I zoned out. I lost myself in the relaxation. And then … softly … came the masseur’s voice: “I’d really like to take you out. Want to go canoeing next weekend?” Er … pardon?<\/p>\n

— I watched 8 Mile<\/i> again last night. Great flick. The bonus features were classic. Curtis Hanson – skinny white man – MC-ing a rap battle with all the black Detroit extras? It was awesome!! I need to write more about it. I’ll add it to my list of Things I Want to Write About.<\/p>\n

— Nearly done with Harry Potter And The Order Of The Phoenix<\/a>\"\"<\/i>. Argh!!! Things are drawing to a close. Trying to slow things down but I can’t. I am plowing through the book. Fred and George flying out of Hogwarts in a blaze of glory was just sheer genius. I love those two. I mention them often, I know. I just think they’re great characters.<\/p>\n

— Heaven to Betsy<\/i>, by Maud Hart Lovelace arrived today. My heart swelled up when I saw those illustrations. It’s the first of the onslaught of my childhood books<\/a>. So exciting!<\/p>\n

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