Very occasional musings of several not-so-recent Harvard grads as they embark on their chosen careers and adjust to no longer being single.
01 November 2004
One of my minor regrets from the past year was never seeing the supposedly amazing one man-show I Am My Own Wife on Broadway, despite working right across the street from the Lyceum Theater, where it played for many months. Too late now, unfortunately: they've just replaced it with Whoopi.
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