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Napped just now, and had a vauge non-specific dream that I think was anxiety about acting and dayjob conflicts.

Woke up to email from a director of a student film who is "very interested" in meeting me to a play the part of someone's girlfriend/"the sphinx in his unconscious".

Nothing says sphinx like my headshots I suppose.

Also gotta stop doing the "oh I'll never get called for [whatever]" speech -- we all know the odds in this game, no sense in my reinforcing them. Besides, one of my "feelings" about something has just inflicted itself upon me.

Gotta clean, cook dinner and watch the Golden Globes tonight.

Moo cow moo.