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Ok, so having temporarily sworn off boys, I've suddenly found myself with mass amounts of time to (gasp!) actually be productive. I still don't really understand physics, but I've gone from almost negative understanding to somewhat coherent comprehension (fuck you, alliteration, fuck you).
Also, Playwriting is progressing nicely as a result. After my first monologue, which I was not pleased with, I proceeded to write one about a coke-addicted, bulimic model that was quite good (100% good), if contrived, and then also aced my "scene of conflict." I just posted my 10 minute play, which will end up being sort of like my "midterm." I'm really nervous to see how it turns out reception-wise, but I'm pretty happy with it. It's about Satan moonlighting as a televangelist. Don't ask.
Hey, it aint Butt Pirates of the Homobbean (sorry Steve), but it's still fairly original.
In other news, I'm developing a Dante obsession. Hence the subject. Wtf.
Also, Playwriting is progressing nicely as a result. After my first monologue, which I was not pleased with, I proceeded to write one about a coke-addicted, bulimic model that was quite good (100% good), if contrived, and then also aced my "scene of conflict." I just posted my 10 minute play, which will end up being sort of like my "midterm." I'm really nervous to see how it turns out reception-wise, but I'm pretty happy with it. It's about Satan moonlighting as a televangelist. Don't ask.
Hey, it aint Butt Pirates of the Homobbean (sorry Steve), but it's still fairly original.
In other news, I'm developing a Dante obsession. Hence the subject. Wtf.