Coffee coffee coffee.
Linda called me this morning. I hadn't thought of thanking her for getting me the Shrew interview. She reminded me to do that. Good thing. I would have forgotten, and then maybe I would have just gone on thinking that I got the job myself. Whew.
I do love that Linda, though. She is damn funny. She has me laughing so hard. She is pushing this play about 3 Shakespearean women onto Ashley for her to do in Winter. Sounds edgy, Ashley. Tap it up. (I'm kidding.) Three Shakespearean women meet. Come on.
I need to go to work soon, but I don't want to.
I have Friday off, though. I am taking my "accountant's day off." We're supposed to get April 16th, but instead they want us to take it later on in the month, so I'm taking it May 7. I think maybe I'll go to a matinee of a new movie. I haven't done that in what seems like ages. I was thinking about going to Disneyland, but I really have no one to go with.
I know that the night must end. And that the sun will rise. And that the sun will rise.
I know that the clouds must clear. And that the sun will rise. And that the sun will rise.
I was listening to The Lion King yesterday. It's so good... but only half of it. I really skip every other song. That warthog and that meercat can suck my cock. They are so boring. Ditto to the hyenas and Scar. In the show, they're okay, as I recall, but not on the CD. On the CD, keep 'em away from me with a ten-foot pole.