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Fantastic riding lesson today. The stable was really quiet when I got there and I think that helped. And my instructor kept getting called away to deal with stuff, but I wasn't weirded out to be left in the ring alone, so I t hink to a given degree I'm like I am with voice, and that's that I hate people watching me do stuff I am not expert at.

Anyway. Posting is frustrating the shit out of me, more out of having the strength (or rather not) to do it than anything else.

And then I had to put on heels and run to an audition for an industrial. My legs are in agony. And I am exhausted.

Meanwhile the industrial I was booked for for next week got cancelled, and I'm doing an encore of a previous live action industrial thing I did... with one of the days being on my birthday. Boo hiss. And, I have an audition on Sunday that I must bring a "personal object" to. Erm?

Speaking of my birthday, beware of the fictional wishlist I may post if I can find a way to make it more funny and less obvious.

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I'm not on a timeline (other than my own), but yes, one of the several roots of this could best be described as actorly stupidity.

The two horses I"ve ridden the most haven't really don't frisky things yet, but I've been told they will when it's colder. They've both always have had riders before I get to them, even if it's just my instructor (the two horses I ride are hers personally), so that's generally okay too.

I've just taen the warning about the cold weather seriously, much like I took the warning about warm weather and planes seriously (cold air is heavier, and a crappy overcast winter day is often much more pleasant to fly in that a bright summer day, where you will feel like you're bouncing all over the sky).