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Eventually the movie will come out and I'll be able to shut the hell up, but dude, Sin City looks like the sexiest thing _ever_.

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I'm about to be late to rehearsal because I got caught up in something I wrote about a year and a half ago. And it's strange, strange, strange to see a place I've been through my eyes before having been there, and the ways in which I get it right and wrong.

All things are now.

Including, unforunately, rehearsal in New Jersey.

*wanders off*

quick myriad

- did some dishes
- bought aussie wine (and ordered aussie groceries)
- received book I have a story published in
- am trying to figure out why I'm getting a slew of hits on my website of a sudden (but yay! yay!)
- finally started the screenplay
- rehearsal good
- work fine
- breaks in rehearsal tomorrow to prep for monday audition
- had to turn down a gig because of a conflict with this show
- received Homer edition for the reading on the first and have one of my favourite portions of it to read aloud
- feel a little seperate and melancholy today, but it's not bad
- btw, roommate's show has the best. postcards. ever.

I tend to think the gap between my life as it is and the life that I want is huge, but it's not really. It's remarkably small. It's just one of those economies of scale things, and a little luck. And I've lots of luck.