Girl: "You're weird." Me: "You're not qualified to judge the norm."
I've fallen off the face of the earth; just wanted to let everyone know. When I come back (on Monday or Sunday night), I can tell you any number of anecdotes about what it's like to be acting with James Whitmore when he forgets lines (answer: thrilling fun, seriously). I'm thinking about starting a fake travel log for myself on funwitheggs.com, narrating my travels through a series of places I won't actually be, but if I can't keep up with LJ, how am I to do that with any kind of regularity? But that's the logic that kept my parents from buying me a dog just because I killed one stupid hampster. He wasn't all that healthy in the first place!
Miss y'all.
Miss y'all.