mood: famished
music: 'will and grace' in the next room
CPCetc: yay! sharpie!
** **I can feel the evil little mandibles of depression ebbing in. But, by God and Saint George, I will thwart them yet!
Denial is a beautiful thing.
Rehearsals for Still Life start tomorrow. After Will's declaration of being unable to act last night I'm just a teensy bit paranoid. 'Teensy' as in 'obese baby elephant'. But I've got other things to worry about! Like this sneaky throat-thing that's trying to eat me. And the leprechaun attached to my leg. *shakes it*
I'm off to find sustenance. Sustenance!! And then I shall go find Paiga. Paiga!! ...wait a tick...
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