- My acting class is learning stage combat. The first day, I failed the mind-numbingly easy written test so I couldn’t participate. Today, I finally passed. Stage combat entails such frivolities as fake pushing and fake slapping and fake hair pulling. Today, I turned the wrong way when my partner fake slapped me. Like he slapped me with his right hand and I fell down to the left. Fail.

- I’m trying Twitter again. For no other reason than I’m shamelessly vulnerable to peer pressure.

- No[pr]ah’s Favorite Things for February: This blog, this song, this video, and this cookie dough.