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. . . Dang, this is one hell of a caffiene crash.

Spent the morning at karate, watching and not practicing. One of the senpais ragged on me good-naturedly about it, but accepted the donating blood thing; when Sensei finally saw me on his way out of the dojo, he demanded to know why I wasn't practicing, gave me a Look at my explanation, and left.

I should be doing homework, but this fic is eating my brain, so I'ma work on that for a bit first.wr

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SHAKESPEARE GEEKS.

GO FIND A COPY OF THE PLAY "SHAKESPEARE IN HOLLYWOOD."

DO IT NOW.

Let me lay it out for you. 1933. Warner Brothers is producing a film version of A Midsummer Night's Dream. It's the first day of shooting.

Oberon and Puck -- after "the longest night of my life," according to Oberon, in which there's been a certain group of Athenian lovers running around his woods -- are transported from the palace to the wrong Wood Outside Athens. Namely, the set on the WB backlot.

HILARITY ENSUES.

It's so good. And Oberon keeps using Shakespeare lines from other shows. So. Yes. FIND AND READ.