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3 November So, it's Friday morning. We have had two days off from rehearsal, and I threatened everyone with bodily harm if they weren't completely off book today. Have I even vaguely glanced at my lines even once? Nope! Have I hacked around this morning leaving myself no time to write an entry? Yep! Was that time spent in looking at my lines? What are you, crazy? Do I have any time to write any more? Sure don't! Go read Amanda instead, she's actually, really truly back and writing and everything. There are three whole entries for the year 2000, who could ask for anything more?
I didn't win the American Photo contest again. These people have no vision.
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