I was just about to sit down and write an entry about how horrible I was for not writing entries when I promised, and I was going to add the fact that yesterday on the subway on the way to my second NYC concert, I fell upon Judi Dench, but when I went looking for how to spell her name, I discovered that it was not Judi Dench I collapsed upon, but Dianne Wiest.

My life is over. Because I ran around telling everyone yesterday that she was the one I fell on. And it wasn't her.

::cries.::

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