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As a loving mother should...
Oct. 17th, 2004 03:06 amCool spam email names from today:
Blooms S. Injustice
Slackers Q. Underbelly (both somewhat apropos considering the play I just did).
Don't know if I mentioned it here, but two weeks ago I wrenched my knee going (grocery) shopping. Normally when shopping I only use baskets, but as I was shopping for the family, I used a trolley, and I wrecked my right knee trying to control it. I also bruised my left knee slightly lifting the whole trolley, but that was folly and best not spoken of. Last week my right knee gave up on me (largely due to three and a half hours' work standing at a register then nine hours standing at Julian's party) and on Sunday I could barely walk.
Monday I began work on Threepenny.
By the end of the week, it's been mostly OK, a little sore if I spend too much time on it, is all.
Tonight I collided with Fin in the dressing room corridor, in about the worst place possible, and somehow my knee impacted with a sharp corner of wall. It's all bruisy and stuff, and doesn't want to bend much. And then we had bump out.
I miss this show already. I wish I'd had time to draw the Wackiness comic I'd planned, but maybe it was just as well. Next week, perhaps. I'm definitely making icons, though. Maybe doing my journal in a Threepenny theme if I can be arsed.
Oh, and apologies to Jen (who won't read this) for talking her ear off in the car, and thanks for dropping me to mine. (We were the first to leave, and I just got home five minutes ago.)
Blooms S. Injustice
Slackers Q. Underbelly (both somewhat apropos considering the play I just did).
Don't know if I mentioned it here, but two weeks ago I wrenched my knee going (grocery) shopping. Normally when shopping I only use baskets, but as I was shopping for the family, I used a trolley, and I wrecked my right knee trying to control it. I also bruised my left knee slightly lifting the whole trolley, but that was folly and best not spoken of. Last week my right knee gave up on me (largely due to three and a half hours' work standing at a register then nine hours standing at Julian's party) and on Sunday I could barely walk.
Monday I began work on Threepenny.
By the end of the week, it's been mostly OK, a little sore if I spend too much time on it, is all.
Tonight I collided with Fin in the dressing room corridor, in about the worst place possible, and somehow my knee impacted with a sharp corner of wall. It's all bruisy and stuff, and doesn't want to bend much. And then we had bump out.
I miss this show already. I wish I'd had time to draw the Wackiness comic I'd planned, but maybe it was just as well. Next week, perhaps. I'm definitely making icons, though. Maybe doing my journal in a Threepenny theme if I can be arsed.
Oh, and apologies to Jen (who won't read this) for talking her ear off in the car, and thanks for dropping me to mine. (We were the first to leave, and I just got home five minutes ago.)
