The attempt to silence a man is
the greatest honor you can bestow on him.
It means that you recognize
his superiority to yourself.
11-02-98: kibbles and bits
i am in too much pain (just from not sleeping enough) to write anything coherent.
all my material for the next issue of the CAN is done. whoopee.
i didn't do anything for halloween except walk up and down franklin street once.
i was looking for food and none of my favorite places were open.
laundry. some more straightening up. i have a long way to go though. i would really
like to have a party at my house. hmmmm.
need to buy plastic for the windows.
went to rehearsal for gypsy. more choreography. i got to sit in for "Louise." and
learn Wherever we go. it's cute. it's proscenium, we're on a audience-flank stage
with most of the audience on the sides. so 3/4 of the audience won't see it. oh well.
i was truly happy for someone else and (me) for a brief moment yesterday. i got a call
from jasme...and i had to return it (well she's speaking to me now so it must be important).
it was. she got a european tour. leaving in a week gone to france, germany, england, italy
and belgium i believe for two months. "what if i don't come back home?"
so we talked for a long time and we're chill with each other again. she still had family
support again...though she opened up to me in ways she hadn't before and that made me feel
i'm very proud of her. she's still jasme, but different. i can't wait to tell her about chris.
i'm going to try and go up to nj this weekend. we'll see.
josh hurt his foot. but he said it felt better.
gypsy tonight. and all i really want to do is go to sleep.
and i'll eventually have a response for josh's last entry.
breathe bitch breathe. i think this is my favorite mantra.
again thank you cameron please
visit her page. we share a bond.