I have this absurd syndrome where I get these out-of-the-blue, pathetic panic attacks. It'll be in a very easy, simple scene when everything is going swimmingly, and then suddenly, bang, I'm shvitzing and can't remember my lines.
Ever consider what pets must think of us? I mean here we come back from a grocery store with the most amazing haul - chicken pork half a cow. They must think we're the greatest hunters on earth!
