Last night at rehearsal, somebody brought in not one but TWO cakes, for somebody’s birthday. i really had no choice, then, but to have yet another piece of chocolate cake.
two pieces of chocolate cake in one day.
on one hand, NIRVANA, yes.
on the other hand, at the rate i’m going, i will weigh at the very least FOUR HUNDRED POUNDS, probably by tomorrow.
perhaps i won’t have any cake at all today. just to take a break from the nonstop cake-eating. as well as to stave off the hundreds of pounds weight gain.
ok, since i’m attempting to be more revealing of things here, i’ll confess this to you – i actually had two and a HALF pieces of cake. because last night at rehearsal, erica didn’t have a piece of cake. neither did deb or bev, for that mater, so i felt obliged to have another half piece, in order to make up for all of them rudely not eating any of the delicious celebratory cake which leona went to all the trouble to bring for her husband, dave.
four hundred pounds. i think i gained at least a hundred last night as i slept.
rehearsal went OK; we blocked all of Act 2. My french accent is coming along nicely, thank you. afterwards i went to randy’s and we had some wine and he beat me at boggle, but only by two measly points. but when he wins, he gets all crazy and power-obsessed, and starts declaring he’s going to beat everybody. i told him there’s no chance to beat christine, but he maintains he’s going to get her really drunk and defeat her. not gonna happen. then he said he’s sure to beat B. (Benjamin), and i said, well, maybe, since B. hasn’t played in a while. soon we will have a grand boggle showdown, which will be quite exciting and action-packed.
ok, i must WORK WORK WORK now,
grace not eating any cake at all today, i promise. unless somebody offers me some, but what are the odds of that happening?