
My sister took me to my Christmas present last night. Billy Crystal's one man show "700 Sundays"...which I guess she didn't know was all about his two parents dying and leaving him an "orphan." Sigh. Three hours long. Yup. I'm officially in a tailspin. Doing the Hefner-robe-thing today. Urgh. I *hate* depressing/crying days.

4 comments:
Oh boy... catharsis does have its usefulness.
Hang in there, both of you.
MIM
If it helps, I'd be happy to bring my little princess over for a visit on Thursday. Nothing like a giggly toddler to bring at elast 10 mintues of smiles.
MIM
Never mind you, what the hell is George Takei wearing? I just pray that was for a job.
Grand (kung fu) master of the West Hollywood parade?
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