So I have a strange little gig tonight- just one hour long. It's a favour for the agent, who's doing it as a favour for a major corporate client. It's a Hallowe'en party for a very small group of nine-year-old girls. It's actually going to take me more than twice as long to drive to and from the booking as it will to do the work ( Read more... )

A domestic kind of day. Rob's taken the week off, and is busy doing manly things like patching drywall and installing lighting and me, I'm all impressed ( Read more... )

So far, this gym thing seems to be working out okay.

( Workouts and working )

So I didn't just go to the Pride Parade this year, I was in it. Marching alongside my friend quesarah in her little leather minidress and high laced boots, behind the Toronto Bois and in front of Mr and Mrs Leather Canada...

( One of these things is not like the other... )

One of Rob's best friends stopped by this morning with his two young sons. I like these kids very much- smart, laid-back, funny little boys. Whilst their dad and my husband made manly talk about wiring and electrical codes, I took the kids upstairs to visit the budgies. Predictably, both were fascinated, especially when the birds made a few showy ( Read more... )

This was lurking in Homesite, where I wrote my entries for the long-neglected handcoded journal. (And for those of you who would quibble, I mostly only used the journal template in 'site; I really did code most of the HTML by hand ( Read more... )