I busted my knees really bad last night. One of the plays I’m in requires me to trip and fall down twice. So naturally I expected to get pretty beat up in rehearsing that over and over again. Last night I managed to fall straight on my hip bone. I made a decent red gash there. I also bruised my knees pretty bad. I’ve got another week of rehearsal. That means they are only going to get worse. Hooray!

Au natural. At least I’m starting to develop tan lines…kinda

Sad Knees.

"I believe that love that is true and real, creates a respite from death. All cowardice comes from not loving or not loving well, which is the same thing. And then the man who is brave and true looks death squarely in the face… It is because they make love with sufficient passion, to push death out of their minds… until it returns, as it does, to all men… and then you must make really good love again."