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2: hubble's bubble
2: buying a bed
2: jay underwood
2: glitter
1: causes of shyness
1: skirt my boots picture
1: coloring grey hair
1: tend my garden
1: white girl raps
1: illinois porn shop
1: birthday wishes words
1: funny birthday wishes girlfriend
1: birthday words
1: embarrassing bridget jones diary -movie
1: find a guy's new phone number with his old one
1: blizzard 79
1: stockings sitting
1: cartoon cliche
1: play movie of hubble
1: medicine for hair grey

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I've been mulling over the monologue all day.

I seem to have writer's block over it, and it's been bugging me all day. Two people I've shown the monologue to have not liked it, but this is them just reading it, and not seeing me perform it.

I think I still need to find another piece before Saturday.

Still too tired. I just spent the evening playing cooperative Halo on the XBox with Svet. That totally ruled; it took my mind off of audition stress and war crap. I am numb.

Propoganda abounds, people. I don't believe anything I hear, any more.