Christmas was warm and wonderful and I am sorry it's over and sorry to be back in this cold miserable overpriced city. And my dearly beloved roommate #1 is moving to New Hampshire so I am very sad. And not looking forward to beginning anew the search for a roommate who is not a psychopath. Or at least not a practicing psychopath.

But all is not gloomy! I am now the proud possessor of a superdeluxe electric toothbrush with four detachable brushheads and a non-slip control grip for precision handling. It is "the only toothbrush with 40,000 in-and-out pulsations per minute". Not to mention 8, 800 oscillations.

If you don't hear from me for a while it'll probably be because I got carried away with my oral hygiene.

Just got cast in play called The Dining Room in which I play about 10 characters including a lonely 40-year old divorcee who tries to seduce her table repairman. Yay me! Think I will be a much happier girl now that I will have less brain space to devote to contemplating the eventual destruction of the world as we know it.

Dogs wearing raincoats...is it a Do or a Don't?

Am starting to feel as though life may be worth living again.

Went out last night to celebrate roommate's promotion. I thought maybe that meant he would now be working with 501Ks but apparently that is not the case (oh, I do amuse myself) Enjoyed expensive martinis and cheap humor and wound up in the (literally) fishy-smelling bar of a seafood restaurant at 1AM playing I never. Was overcome with shame at realization that I am thirty two and still playing I never. Even worse, the list of things I've never done has not changed that much since I played in college.

Note to self: Before turning thirty-three, must remember to have sex in a planetarium, go to Paris, and attend a high school prom.