Thought I'd update since I haven't done lately.

Production for Green County inches ever onward. We will be filming a scene on the eighth, and I'm very excited about it. Ryan and I have been rehearsing hardcore; we have the complete blocking down already and I have it all memorized, so it should be a snap, and Dan should get what he needs without a ridiculous number of takes (which is good, because tapes are expensive!).

I've been doing all right keeping myself fed and healthy in my new home. Trouble with housemates is there, but not overwhelming -- and I expect my relationship with them will remain thus for the remainder of my stay, so I don't see the need to continue to record all of the small things that piss me off about maintaining the house (or paying for it).

Kerry's coming over tonight to eat pizza and watch movies, and then afterward, I may or may not be going to a fireworks display with Chrissy. It depends on her a) remembering that I exist in time to come over here and b) not finding anything better to do. Between those two complications, I'm not sure she'll make it over here at all.

I've decided that she hasn't really been ignoring me lately, so much as she has been completely gluing herself to Dan -- which is all fine and good; they used to date, after all, and they're sleeping together often enough that they should just drop the pretense of being fuck-buddies at this point, too. I wish she would at least tell me about these things, though, instead of leaving me to figure it all out. I mean, something as simple as: "Marion, it's not you. It's my vagina!" would suffice.

Ah, well.

Jimmy's coming back tomorrow. I can't wait. The more repetitive my days get here, the more I miss him. And I sorta need a hug... just a little bit.

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