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Apr. 20th, 2006 12:12 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
rmWe watched about 10 hours of QaF last night and today. My brain is mushy. More than I realized. I adore Brian. Adore. And _not_ because he's an asshole That shit is funny, but it's not why the character (and the performance) compells me. I'll try to write cogently about it tomorrow. I came home and tried to do things, and have given it up for a largely lost cause, although there was some productivity.
I nabbed an audition I really wanted, have a casting tomorrow, got a bit of writing done (Descensus and otherwise) and some work. So yay.
I have new BPAL, measurements for a certain coat, and some Georgette Heyer on loan -- which is to say, whatever dignity I ever had, problem will soon be no more.
I nabbed an audition I really wanted, have a casting tomorrow, got a bit of writing done (Descensus and otherwise) and some work. So yay.
I have new BPAL, measurements for a certain coat, and some Georgette Heyer on loan -- which is to say, whatever dignity I ever had, problem will soon be no more.
