"It's gonna be a happy new year . . ."
Before anyone rags me for not updating in six weeks, let me explain.
Iíve been busy.
I suppose you want more than that. Ok. I guess youíre entitled to a full explanation.
Since my last entry, I have:
Stayed late and worked through lunches
Endured the horror that is non-cornbread-based dressing
Kept busy as hell
Helped my new in-laws move
Braved malls full of last minute shoppers
Missed more than a few hours sleep
Written, cast, re-cast, directed, and produced a Christmas show
Lost a friend to a sudden heart attack
Attended the classiest memorial service of all time
Still not done my laundry
Been tempted to bitch-slap a rude relative who has no respect for others in the family
Purchased a DVD player
Gotten lots of new toys
And had the first/best Christmas ever with my new husband.
I have wanted to write about all of these things, but it just didnít happen. Iím sure that I will revisit them all at some point for your reading pleasure and my therapy. For now, youíll have to settle for a list. I stole the idea from Harold. Iím sure heíll forgive me.
Things that I love about 1999:
Marriage: October 16, 1999 Ė a day which shall live in infamy
Tim Burton: Have you seen Sleepy Hollow?!?!
Cake: If you donít get this, you havenít seen Dress to Kill.
Disney World: It really is the happiest place on Earth!
Best Friends: You really learn who your friends are when you get married.
Hallucinating Elvis: Youíll know what I mean when you hear it. Release date 3/00
The Blair Witch Project: Before itís machine took over Ė ďScary as Hell!Ē
Nephews: You get to spoil them and then give Ďem back.
Let it Flow: Three nights, three shows, backstage passes.
The West Wing: The best new show on television.
American Pie: Guilty pleasure. Iíll never look at a flute the same way again.
Buffy the Vampire Slayer: Iím becoming addicted. If Oz comes back, Iíll be a junkie by mid-season.
Paid health insurance: ĎCause paying COBRA sucks!
Goth: Itís fun to revisit your youth.
Things that Iím not so keen on:
Hype: The millennium is not until next year
The plague: I suffer.
Death: They say it comes in cycles and I hope this one is over. This year gave me too many absent friends.
Security Guards: Especially ones that shove you and make you tear cartilage in your knee.
Jar Jar Binks: Damn, that guy is annoying!
Wrecking Balls: Iím still a little bitter about Auditorium North Hall
Hip Urban Youth: These líil gangstía wanía beís are trashiní the crib, man.
Kenwood Customer Service: Because my car stereo is still not fixed.
Format Radio: Now that the Phantomís in town, Iíll never switch back!
Non-Profit Volunteers: The things I do for the love of theatre . . .
Cat fights:More specifically cat piss . . . on my clothes.
Ignorance: Hello!! Did you people sleep through school?? Do you care??
Re-Action News Five: Big Dave is hurting up there.
Puff Daddy: No-No-Not Duran Duran you donít!
And thatís my take on the last year, of the last century of the millennium.
If the power is still on and the ya-hooís havenít blown up the planet, Iíll update more frequently in the New Year. Our new computer gets here on the 17th Ė Iíll have no more excuses.
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