Tuesday Apr 05, 2005

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Rehearsal tonight was kinda pointless....they rehearsed all the crowd scenes, which I'm not in. I really shouldn't have been called. But seeing as I had nothing better to do tonight than play Oregon Trail on a laptop and bond with my castmates, and seeing as how I could do for a dose of joy and distraction, I'm glad I came.

I swore I'd die of disentary, but instead I died of a snakebite. And then the measles. And everyone refused to eat my corpse. Silly pilgrims....

Tell me something lovely.
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cheech:
The wind has swept from the wide atmosphere
each vapour that obscured the sunset's ray,
and pallid Evening twines its beaming hair
in duskier braids around the languid eyes of Day:
Silence and Twilight, unbeloved of men,
creep hand in hand from yon obscurest glen.

They breathe their spells towards the departing day,
encompassing the earth, air, stars, and sea;
Light, sound, and motion, own the potent sway,
responding to the charm with its own mystery.
The winds are still, or the dry church-tower grass
knows not their gentle motions as they pass.

...that's the best I could do on such short notice. And I don't have my Love Boat transcripts handy
keila:
I can now confirm that "my something lovely" is when the racoon is gone. They are cute when you see then OUTSIDE eating someones garbage....not when they are INSIDE my attic *this is said in sarcasim biggrin though it is really not sarcasic confused

[Edited on Apr 06, 2005 12:08PM]

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