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Aug. 3rd, 2005
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Aug. 3rd, 2005 07:43 am1. Who is your favorite Disney animated character?
2. How often do you empty your spam filter (or trash)?
3. What website did you visit before this one?
2. How often do you empty your spam filter (or trash)?
3. What website did you visit before this one?
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Aug. 3rd, 2005 07:43 am1. Who is your favorite Disney animated character?
2. How often do you empty your spam filter (or trash)?
3. What website did you visit before this one?
2. How often do you empty your spam filter (or trash)?
3. What website did you visit before this one?
Only a couple people will get this but....
Aug. 3rd, 2005 07:44 amYesterday.
Oh yesterday.
One of the shows needs a live dog to run across stage. They told me this about a week and a half ago, so I have been issuing the request through the proper channels. Being the proper channels, they are taking a bit of time. Show opens on Friday.
Yesterday the dog showed up unannounced. And unapproved.
I scrambled, secured permission, laid down the rules. Then found out the dog was not going home after the rehearsal but would be our guest for the day.
I scrambled, secured permission for the dog to stay in the office. Then I went to find the directors and SM of the show.
It was like watching a 3-armed man point. "But K said it was okay!" "I asked A and she said we could!" "I asked K who'd given permission and she was snotty!" "A called the mom to tell her not to pick up the dog!"
As I was recounting the whole thing to my beloved, he just leaned across the table and said. "Next time this happens, ask yourself something very important: What Would Lauren Do?"
Oh yesterday.
One of the shows needs a live dog to run across stage. They told me this about a week and a half ago, so I have been issuing the request through the proper channels. Being the proper channels, they are taking a bit of time. Show opens on Friday.
Yesterday the dog showed up unannounced. And unapproved.
I scrambled, secured permission, laid down the rules. Then found out the dog was not going home after the rehearsal but would be our guest for the day.
I scrambled, secured permission for the dog to stay in the office. Then I went to find the directors and SM of the show.
It was like watching a 3-armed man point. "But K said it was okay!" "I asked A and she said we could!" "I asked K who'd given permission and she was snotty!" "A called the mom to tell her not to pick up the dog!"
As I was recounting the whole thing to my beloved, he just leaned across the table and said. "Next time this happens, ask yourself something very important: What Would Lauren Do?"
Only a couple people will get this but....
Aug. 3rd, 2005 07:44 amYesterday.
Oh yesterday.
One of the shows needs a live dog to run across stage. They told me this about a week and a half ago, so I have been issuing the request through the proper channels. Being the proper channels, they are taking a bit of time. Show opens on Friday.
Yesterday the dog showed up unannounced. And unapproved.
I scrambled, secured permission, laid down the rules. Then found out the dog was not going home after the rehearsal but would be our guest for the day.
I scrambled, secured permission for the dog to stay in the office. Then I went to find the directors and SM of the show.
It was like watching a 3-armed man point. "But K said it was okay!" "I asked A and she said we could!" "I asked K who'd given permission and she was snotty!" "A called the mom to tell her not to pick up the dog!"
As I was recounting the whole thing to my beloved, he just leaned across the table and said. "Next time this happens, ask yourself something very important: What Would Lauren Do?"
Oh yesterday.
One of the shows needs a live dog to run across stage. They told me this about a week and a half ago, so I have been issuing the request through the proper channels. Being the proper channels, they are taking a bit of time. Show opens on Friday.
Yesterday the dog showed up unannounced. And unapproved.
I scrambled, secured permission, laid down the rules. Then found out the dog was not going home after the rehearsal but would be our guest for the day.
I scrambled, secured permission for the dog to stay in the office. Then I went to find the directors and SM of the show.
It was like watching a 3-armed man point. "But K said it was okay!" "I asked A and she said we could!" "I asked K who'd given permission and she was snotty!" "A called the mom to tell her not to pick up the dog!"
As I was recounting the whole thing to my beloved, he just leaned across the table and said. "Next time this happens, ask yourself something very important: What Would Lauren Do?"