Industrious me

I have been applying for jobs online today, I think I did 6 of them. I really prefer to stay with the company I am currently with, but I have to be realistic. Online applications are nice for people like me who don't really want to look for jobs, but they have many drawbacks, including the idea that it is impossible to sell yourself via cover letters or personal charm.

We returned from New York Monday night. I had a wonderful time. We saw the opera, la boheme at the Met. We saw Dan Radcliffe naked at the Broadhurst. hee hee. He was in Equus. It was a good play. D had told me it was real dark and depressing, but I found it very interesting. Anyhow, we then sang at smoky Mary's (St Mary the Virgin off Times Square) and we kicked ass. I shopped a little, ate at some expensive and not all that thrilling restaurants. But my big fun came when I returned to the Broadhurst to stand watch at the stage door to obtain Dan Radcliffe's autograph. Jeffj had promised to go with me, but Chris and her hubby came along too, and in the end, she stayed, and they left. I became acquainted with two girls from Canada who had been there from earlier that evening. I taught them all I knew about lurking at stage doors and making oneself known to persons of celebrity. hee hee. It was so much fun. Jeffj said my face was alight, and he was correct. I haven't had that much fun in ages, probably since my time haunting the Richard Rogers door waiting for Alan back in 2001. I am good at it, yes, I am. Both girls got pix with him, and promised to send me copies when they get home. I will post them.

my kitty Skeezix has decided I should hold him whilst typing and it is too hard, so I will return later.