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22 March 1999
so today was s'posed to be back to some sorta respectable schedule. i was lying in bed unable to fall asleep until sometime after 4 and i didn't get up until noon. some progress. and then i've been mired in what will hopefully be the last bit of li stuff. (i've said that before, haven't i?)
and in the midst of that i was back to classes today. guitar, where we thankfully didn't have to delve into the old stuff that i didn't practise nearly enough of over the past week, but did learn some new chords that i can't make my hand form correctly. and acting. the scenes we've been working on for the last few weeks have to be ready for performance by next week (or actually two weeks from today for me, luck of the draw), but my partner and i have yet to even do a complete run-through. i've always been good at learning lines though, and the character is a screenwriter, so i should be able to pull it off okay.
and tomorrow, more of the same. painting and philosophy. i'm sure i'll have various sundry details tomorrow night.
and in the midst of that i was back to classes today. guitar, where we thankfully didn't have to delve into the old stuff that i didn't practise nearly enough of over the past week, but did learn some new chords that i can't make my hand form correctly. and acting. the scenes we've been working on for the last few weeks have to be ready for performance by next week (or actually two weeks from today for me, luck of the draw), but my partner and i have yet to even do a complete run-through. i've always been good at learning lines though, and the character is a screenwriter, so i should be able to pull it off okay.
and tomorrow, more of the same. painting and philosophy. i'm sure i'll have various sundry details tomorrow night.