Dreamed of acting in the chorus of boy thieves in the musical Oliver!; finding a page in my diary with a drawing of two people in 17th-century clothes; writing my diary with a green-ink pen.
Father drove me up to Agincourt where I picked up a couple of Dick Tracy comics I'd won on Ebay.
Baked rye bread.
Dinner was lasagna.
Went to the last drama class. The spring term course will be largely the same (but an hour shorter), so I think I'll skip it. But I'm interesting in the improv course offered at Second City.
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