um. in other less fannish news, on friday when i was playing hooky, i spoke to hachem for the first time in 21 years using gmail's voip. it was strange and intense and wonderful and weird and i'm gripped with the impulse to hop a plane to tunisia. but i won't, so no worries--at least not yet. i really want him to come here actually and think that might be nearly impossible as well (just how easy is it for an arab to come into the us these days?). it is perhaps as he tells me, destiny keeping us apart. that we're actually star-crossed. and that's nearly as heart-breaking now as it was 20 years ago when we met in paris.
meanwhile i have to keep my head about me so i can continue to do the job i hate during the day. and do all the many other things i love--like my band! i love my band! the show friday was mediocre at best although i sounded good. the boys had some problems, and tyler especially was nervous and then broke a string so there was that. but i had a great time and britton kept telling me i was holding them all together which felt terrific plus i looked great--miss anita at the lancôme counter in the lloyd center nordstrom did my make-up and it was fantastic--all sexy, smoky eyes...very glam! and i can't wait for our show next weekend at the alberta st pub.
well i'm off to hang with my bro and the nephews and then i'm seeing ragtime tonight with my friend liz. all in all, not a bad weekend!