Got up at 9:44.
Dreamed of ansering a school-type questionnaire involving audio-visual stuff I couldn't find around Baddeck, Cape Breton.
Visited the ROM and saw the Friuli mosaid display and the woodcuts by a Japanese-Canadian whose name I forget. (According to the member's news, it's Naoko Matsubara.)
Chose a monologue text for the next acting class: a paragraph from The Catcher in the Rye in the last chapter where he says, "I mean, how do you know what you're going to do till you do it?" I can identify with that.
Dinner was spaghetti.
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