Bear with me, folks. I’m dealing with:
1. An aging, whiny, ludicrously insecure actor (wait, that’s redundant).
2. Projects I never knew about, all of which have deadlines I can’t possibly meet–at least, not without a batallion of monkey butlers schooled in Quark who’ve been trained to do my bidding.
3. About a squillion production details for current and upcoming shows.
4. Renovation of a 160-year old house (still).
5. A Great Coffee Famine, which began when my Mr. Coffee decided it didn’t want to hold water any more.
6. Two flea-ridden hounds and a cat that’s prone to knock over breakables at 4:37am with frightening regularity.
Surprisingly enough, taxes aren’t on my to-do list–somehow I got my ass in gear and filed ’em early. Who knew?
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