i survived accordingly (amazingly enough)

10:41 p.m. - 2002-08-28

I guess I never mentioned the better points of the day, wrapped up as I was in relating the lousier ones. So, as I said, Austine set up her laptop, which included a pair of speakers she tested by blaring Christian music, laughing her hysterical-sounding laugh, and dancing around the room as well as she could, littered as it was with Dell boxes. And then she suggested Les Mis, to which I said… oh, just guess. Exercise that mind.

So she popped in the OBC, which I’d noticed on her desk and, about halfway through the Work Song, she began searching for another number. I expected her to stop to at the bishop’s bit, or at Valjean’s Soliloquy, or possibly Who Am I, but no, she surprised me by landing on Lovely Ladies. And singing along. If I hadn’t been utilizing my Cockney accent, I might have inquired just how a flock of singing whores is any less dirty than Moulin Rouge, which, in fact, contains quite a few singing whores of its own.

Whoa, multiple entries today. Reminiscent of the old days.

Incidentally, the wonderful Autumnal had written me an inexplicably fabulous review that made my day quite a bit better. I'm linking to it because I am an egotist in the process of overcoming a massive puncture wound; bear with me.

Adieu.

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