(Actually, this'll sum up the year also...and in fewer words.)

On the way to the theater, as the bus horn was blarring for most of a block only to suddenly cease with a huge *whomp* of a bump, I was a bit pleased that I would die looking ever so classy (but I was sad I hadn't tried that cocoa-flavored Chex mix before I left the apartment).


Happy New Year, everyone. I had no idea I'd be here (in Texas, working with the children's theater branch of a professional company, wearing such a classy dress; pick your favorite) back at the end of 2005, and only the Lord knows where I'll be one year hence.