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Alida: A 23-year-old Canadian exploring the infinite abyss that is New York City.

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Uncle Richard, me, and James Earl Jones - Tuesday, Apr. 04, 2006
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I really like working with Jordan... we seem to do well onstage together. It's fun, because he gives me so much to play off of--I can so easily listen and answer to what he's giving me, and it makes it easy to give him something to work with; it makes it easy to give an emotional response because he gives me so much emotion that I can't help but have high emotion in the scene.

Anyways, it doesn't really work to explain it without atttempting to explain the Meisner technique, and Repetition, and such, so I'm not going to try to go into any further detail on it. It was just a good exercise, and that's enough to say about that.

I had something else I was going to write, but I can't for the life of me remember what it was. My brain turned to mush sometime during the night, and I woke up with less-than-coherent thinking abilities. Add to that the fact that I'm quite bruised and sore, and I'm still feeling sick, and we have a non-thinking mess on our hands.

I've been sitting here for the past 10 minutes with my hands poised neatly over the keys, willing them to start typing something inspirational and beautiful of their own volition. Unfortunately, they're not listening to me. They seem to want to do their own thing, which has nothing to do with writing. They just want to be stubborn.
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