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August 4, 2004
In Which I Am Thwarted By the Shopping Gods
Got up at the BUTT CRACK of dawn today (okay, it was 10:45 - but I'd been up reading re-reading Elswyth Thane until 4 AM), forced myself to drink several cups of coffee, and dragged myself over to Palo Alto to get my hair done.
After several grueling hours at the salon, I strolled over to the Ann Taylor store to see if they had that great shirtdress that I've now seen in two magazines. They didn't. So I walked up to Neiman-Marcus to buy a bra. I love the one I have, (I love it so much that I wear it every day and it is becoming somewhat rumpsprung, as my mother would say) and they're the only ones around here who sell it. Anyway, they were out of it in my HIDEOUS, FREAKISHLY LARGE size in anything but black. Like I'm going to wear all of my light, summery t-shirts with a black bra. Who do they think I am? Then I went over to Nordstrom to get some Prescriptives toner, and they were out of it.
I left the mall in a huff and went down to the Borders on University to find something to read while I killed several hours before rehearsal. I couldn't find a damned thing. The drama section was a disaster as always, so I amused myself for a while by surreptitiously alphabetizing. Finally I bought a Gregory Maguire that I hadn't read, and headed off to the theatre.
I parked and read in the shade for a few hours, then suddenly all these joggers started showing up. This car pulled up beside me and this young, vibrant yuppie couple started unpacking and assembling their jogging stroller. After much effort, they loaded up their really cute baby and leashed up an extremely cute blonde Labrador puppy. Watching them, I started to feel all icky and unfulfilled, so I went into the rehearsal room to wait out the time.
Rehearsal was fine. One of the actors is off book for the whole first act. I must remember to buy some actor treats with which to reward him.
Now I'm waiting for Rob to come home. He's out playing poker somewhere. I wish he'd get home. TiVo has two episodes of "The Simple Life" for us. If someone could explain to me why I find Paris Hilton so appealing, I'd appreciate it. I don't usually go for leggy blondes, but she is just enchanting.
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