Margo Channing and I

Nov 22, 2006 16:38

Last night I dreamt that I was falling long distances. More specifically that I was driving to San Francisco with Esme and Dwarf and that our taxi driver skidded over the edge of the golden gate bridge and we hurtled into the luke warm (luke warm?!?) ocean beneath. We all managed to survive and for some reason I exited the waterlogged vehicle like ( Read more... )

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lastjacobin November 23 2006, 01:27:23 UTC
I remember seeing D the day after with his black eye. He had no idea where it came from... he must have done some Memento piecing together since then.

And was one of those late guys the talentless douchebag from the Tenessee Williams play? The one who kept pushing his hair out of his face, thinking that that counted as "acting"? Keep him and his brother out of my way... if I ever see either of them again, the gloves come off. They will be unrecognizable when I am done.

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rougestarlet November 23 2006, 05:46:36 UTC
he didn't remember huh? Must've been verrrry drunk. But seriously, a white boy in east harlem...late at night!

or just maybe he just tells ME more than he tells you aha...

yeah it was the revolutionary with the sexy hair (see: http://www.rada.org/grad03/ada.html ) but what's with the resentment,J? They only handpick one american a year out of all cadidates to go to RADA... hmm

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lastjacobin November 23 2006, 15:32:17 UTC
Then the American pool that year must have been miserable.

On top of that, I don't like him, I don't trust him, and the only person I like/trust less than him is his brother.

So tell them to watch out.

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