So tonight going to an audition for ITC encore - loves that place. Gonna get me onto a student team again. That is if I remember correctly how to do improv, since my last taste was in early December 2010. Sheesh. I just might fail ce soir. No, I won't at all. Alllllso, I'd like to take 202 (wouldn't YOU?) but I dunno guy with being on a team, AAAAAND class? That would mean three nights a week of comedy. Who do you think I am? Well yah, I'm funners.
Gawd, there's a lot of talking to myself 'round here today.
I don't have any streetcar stories today. No men exposing their naked butts, no people cramming themselves in through the back doors. But I must say, I love the feeling of having a jam-cram-packed streetcar roll up to the stop, replete with people just barely hanging onto the 'car and spilling out the windows, only to see another, very lonely, empty streetcar directly behind that one, which no one happens to think to get on but myself, leaving me a nice, large, luxurious streetcar to really let loose in, and be able to bask in graffiti such as the below.
Breakfast anyone?
P.S. On a note related to the beginning of this post, I also love Supergrass. If they have a concert upcoming in TO, LET ME KNOW
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