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Oct. 15th, 2006 06:59 pmSo, you know, it's been a busy weekend so I have not in fact yet updated. Me for the lose, I know.
Saturday was the sot of busy day that nearly kills you. I had a lovely morning, though - I pottered around and made myself some breakfast in the empty house (since everyone appeared to be out, weird) before shooting into town and finishing off all my work for my presentations and my tutorials and generally being a TOTALLY EXCELLENT HUMAN. I then went to Wyrd Sisters rehearsal, which was frightening. We open a week on Monday and many people do not yet know their lines, and oh, guy playing the Duke? Some guy mugged him the other night and he probably needs corrective surgery to his cheekbone as a matter of urgency, i.e. IN THE NEXT WEEK.
We are so, so fucked.
After that, I went to work and made enough money to survive the following week. I think that this is an important thing.
I then attempted to go to bed, and did, indeed, sleep for some time. Then I heard weird bass noises and Katie and Mohawk talking. Puzzled and sleep, I bang on their door and tell them to turn it down.
Then I discover it's actually coming from next door. And it's frighteningly loud. So, for the second time in three weeks, I bang on next door and this time I'm not polite. "I KNOW IT'S A SATURDAY BUT TURN IT THE FUCK DOWN."
He did. Except, of course, there was a massive great party going on next door and the voices couldn't be helped, and neither could the way in which someone kept on latching onto the CD player and whacking it up really high until it was hurriedly turned down again.
I'm not best pleased, basically. Argh.
Today has consisted of going shopping and doing absolutely no work. I feel very guilty, but I'm completely sure I can get all of my research done over the next few days, because I have a little bit of lit research to do (there are two books I need to glance at - two hours work, max) and then frantic research for modern and then seven days to write up the essays themselves.
See? Easy.
The rest of today was spent mixing up some Mars Bar Squares, which, incidentally, are the best things in the world EVER and I have had to beat my housemates off from eating all of them and also making a rather disastrous chicken dinner. It didn't work as it was meant to, but hey, it's been an hour and I can't yet feel the beginning of salmonella!
Tomorrow is going to be a horribly busy day. I'm working at the Wyrd Sisters Bake Sale (really) store outside of the library - buy my delicious food, dammit! - before i finally get to go home at, you know, about 4.00pm hen I get into St Andrews at 7.00am. Just to make the day a little bit better, I've also rather foolishly volunteered to audition for The Vagina Monologues tomorrow. I'm pretty sure I won't get in, but we'll see how things go.
Busy times. I really think I should have done some work today. Oh well.
~Hathy_Col~
Saturday was the sot of busy day that nearly kills you. I had a lovely morning, though - I pottered around and made myself some breakfast in the empty house (since everyone appeared to be out, weird) before shooting into town and finishing off all my work for my presentations and my tutorials and generally being a TOTALLY EXCELLENT HUMAN. I then went to Wyrd Sisters rehearsal, which was frightening. We open a week on Monday and many people do not yet know their lines, and oh, guy playing the Duke? Some guy mugged him the other night and he probably needs corrective surgery to his cheekbone as a matter of urgency, i.e. IN THE NEXT WEEK.
We are so, so fucked.
After that, I went to work and made enough money to survive the following week. I think that this is an important thing.
I then attempted to go to bed, and did, indeed, sleep for some time. Then I heard weird bass noises and Katie and Mohawk talking. Puzzled and sleep, I bang on their door and tell them to turn it down.
Then I discover it's actually coming from next door. And it's frighteningly loud. So, for the second time in three weeks, I bang on next door and this time I'm not polite. "I KNOW IT'S A SATURDAY BUT TURN IT THE FUCK DOWN."
He did. Except, of course, there was a massive great party going on next door and the voices couldn't be helped, and neither could the way in which someone kept on latching onto the CD player and whacking it up really high until it was hurriedly turned down again.
I'm not best pleased, basically. Argh.
Today has consisted of going shopping and doing absolutely no work. I feel very guilty, but I'm completely sure I can get all of my research done over the next few days, because I have a little bit of lit research to do (there are two books I need to glance at - two hours work, max) and then frantic research for modern and then seven days to write up the essays themselves.
See? Easy.
The rest of today was spent mixing up some Mars Bar Squares, which, incidentally, are the best things in the world EVER and I have had to beat my housemates off from eating all of them and also making a rather disastrous chicken dinner. It didn't work as it was meant to, but hey, it's been an hour and I can't yet feel the beginning of salmonella!
Tomorrow is going to be a horribly busy day. I'm working at the Wyrd Sisters Bake Sale (really) store outside of the library - buy my delicious food, dammit! - before i finally get to go home at, you know, about 4.00pm hen I get into St Andrews at 7.00am. Just to make the day a little bit better, I've also rather foolishly volunteered to audition for The Vagina Monologues tomorrow. I'm pretty sure I won't get in, but we'll see how things go.
Busy times. I really think I should have done some work today. Oh well.
~Hathy_Col~
