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Some good days. I finished 12th Night and it was pleasurable. The script was really top notch and I had fun. I've asked the bossman for the writer's email addresss so I can tell him so, but we'll see... I've asked in the past and I never get an answer to those emails. Poor writers. I'll find out somehow, at least when it the book hits Amazon. :)

Anyway, here are some art bits from Twelfth Night. ( Go off; let me enjoy my private. )

In other news, I have a humble couchsurfing question: I'm hearing that I really must pitch my graphic novel at the New York comic con, April 18-20. Is there anyone I can crash with? All my NYC people are ex-boyfriends, which is right out. Anybody have a couch? I can buy dinners, I can get passes. I will make no noisy party; this is totally business. I just can't afford an NYC hotel room, and my mentor-y publisher-boss says this con is vital.

Last night at a party a Republican friend said she didn't give a damn between Hilary or Obama: she was going to vote Democrat and cheers to them both. :D

The night before last I had a great dream about Jack and Ten. Jack got paradoxed and drowned saving Nine, and Nine pulled Jack up all naked, and it was clear that John Barrowman had done full body tanning in preperation for the episode. And then they resolved the paradox and Ten realized Jack loved him and they did boykissing. Why can't all my dreams be like that?

I'm going to see Barack in person tomorrow. I don't love him as I did in the early days, but I think he can win so I'm going.