It Feasts on Comments

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I spent half an hour in frantic commenting to make up for the days I've lacked internet. Unfortunatly, LJ seemes to have consumed comments to Fatima, kel, Kayta, etc. Conclussion? Bad, carniverous lj.

Had insane dream in which I was somehow involved in shooting the movie Troy, and Orlando, despite still playing Paris, was on the Greek side. He and Odysseus had been instructed to Improv Banter by the director (tho I couldn't see him or the camera crews). I was on the stairs, in costume, sort of accessory to the scene. Paris said something really stupid, and I made a snide comment about the brilliance that is Orli. The scene ended, and I realized that I'd broken character and started freaking out "Oh my god, I hope that doesn't make the cut, do you think that'll make the cut?! This is just like Cleopatra, where all the extras in the parade crowd scene shouted 'Liz!' instead of 'Cleopatra!'" And the other minor players were reassuring me, and this one greek pulled of his helment and he was a redhead who looked kinda like Woody Alen and he was worried that his accent was comming off 'too New York, too Jewish.' We were all 'No! You're great!'

This is what comes of reading Aeneid before bed.

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heh, poor baby