Dreamed of the movie Five Easy Pieces with Jeff Bridges in the Jack Nicholson role, as an outlaw who hijacks airplanes for ransom, and gets into a car chase; travelling in a TTC streetcar with the doors still open(?), standing next to the doors and feeling the rain outside; taking a class in a big high school and being in the washroom while a fire drill was called; seeing a display on ancient Gaul.
Got up at 9:44.
Another dance lesson.
Read an article in The New Yorker about how Lew Wasserman became a Hollywood giant. Pretty depressing.
Dinner was spaghetti.
At the drama class, I was the only one who had all his lines memorized. (Rob and Tijuana surely would have, but they were filming a short this weekend!) Everyone was impressed, since it was a hard role to learn. In the early part of the scene I had some awkward pauses remembering my lines, but they thought it was appropriate to the character!
We improvised scenes imagining how our characters first met. We also read our monologues. Tijuana is doing one on Lizzie Borden! Before that we did an exercise of trying to hold a piece of paper on a wall. (I couldn't do it.)
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