It's so sad when Monday rolls around and you don't have any money.
I just finished the first draft of a new play. But it needs some serious rewrites. And the job seems so daunting I think it might be easier simply to reformat my hard drive and pretend I never wrote the blasted thing.
In other news, this is the last week of modeling for teh n00bz. I'm kinda glad of that. It hasn't been the greatest four weeks of all time. When you pride yourself on being good at your job (standing still for long periods of time) and all the n00bz seem to be able to talk about is that they can see you moving, it's enough to make you stop doing crunches. Just to SPITE them.
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