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Martin.
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Scotland. West. Near Glasgow.
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But it's got some pretty good shit in it.
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I’m currently sitting in my bed just feeling rather sorry for myself for no real reason. I’m got a stuffy nose, a sore throat and a bit of a throbbing headache none of which are helping me learn a greek monologue for tomorrow morning. I guess it’s my own fault for leaving it so late. I ended up settling on a monologue from Thebans even though I’m not a huge Liz Lochhead fan. I can’t decide what to do for my contemporary. I’m thinking either Passing Places, Dead Dad Dog or just doing my Spencer monologue from Spy School. I don’t know if they’ll be long enough though. Probably need to time them to check.
Anyway, I was going to write a big ranty post about life but I’ve realized that a) no one cares b) it won’t help me learn my monologue and c) I can’t be bothered and need to sleep. So this post will having be kept short and boring. Sorry folks.
