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Oct. 23rd, 2006 01:13 pmThings that were good about yesterday:
I got to see Torchwood!
Things that were bad about yesterday:
Torchwood. I did, admittingly, miss the first five minutes by dint of the following:
1. We finished rehearsals (ish) at 8.58pm. "OH MY GOD I CAN WATCH TORCHWOOD SORRY I'M NOT HELPING TO TIDY UP BYE!" was the scream I gave as I ran out of the door, just catching the end of a conversation between the cast that went "What's Torchwood?" "Doctor Who spin off." "Christ, she's sad." "Secretary of DocSoc, though." "Oh..."
2. I then could not find where Mohawk lived. I am a crap delivery driver, despite the fact that my FIRSTEST EVER DELIVERY (I remember things like this) was down his road.
3. I then ran up the steps to his house and banged on the door and shouted through the letterbox and then checked if I had the right number. I did, thank fuck.
I still only missed the first five minutes. This is probably midly impressive. ( Read more... )
I think I am now going to go and have a shower, and then I am going to stress about Wyrd Sisters some more. We DID NOT FINISH rehearsals last night, so we have two full Dress And Techs tonight, but one of them is at 10.30pm. Problem: I have to go and pick Simon up at the train station at 11.49pm today.
That is the thing that is currently making my life a BRIGHT AND SHINY place. I may have skipped all my lectures so as to sleep (the second rehearsal starts at my bedtime for work. It's going to be a week of napping) and my tongue may have decided to go MENTAL and swell up around the piercing (erm, you know when you get a sort of ulcer on the tongue and it gets all swollen and stiff around the area? Like that, only in the wound for the piercing) which means that I am currently flailing and praying that I don't start lisping and you know THE ENTIRE PLAY IS NOT OF THE GOOD RIGHT NOW but on the bright side, Simon will be here.
I should, however, go and do my laundry.
~Hathy_Col~
I got to see Torchwood!
Things that were bad about yesterday:
Torchwood. I did, admittingly, miss the first five minutes by dint of the following:
1. We finished rehearsals (ish) at 8.58pm. "OH MY GOD I CAN WATCH TORCHWOOD SORRY I'M NOT HELPING TO TIDY UP BYE!" was the scream I gave as I ran out of the door, just catching the end of a conversation between the cast that went "What's Torchwood?" "Doctor Who spin off." "Christ, she's sad." "Secretary of DocSoc, though." "Oh..."
2. I then could not find where Mohawk lived. I am a crap delivery driver, despite the fact that my FIRSTEST EVER DELIVERY (I remember things like this) was down his road.
3. I then ran up the steps to his house and banged on the door and shouted through the letterbox and then checked if I had the right number. I did, thank fuck.
I still only missed the first five minutes. This is probably midly impressive. ( Read more... )
I think I am now going to go and have a shower, and then I am going to stress about Wyrd Sisters some more. We DID NOT FINISH rehearsals last night, so we have two full Dress And Techs tonight, but one of them is at 10.30pm. Problem: I have to go and pick Simon up at the train station at 11.49pm today.
That is the thing that is currently making my life a BRIGHT AND SHINY place. I may have skipped all my lectures so as to sleep (the second rehearsal starts at my bedtime for work. It's going to be a week of napping) and my tongue may have decided to go MENTAL and swell up around the piercing (erm, you know when you get a sort of ulcer on the tongue and it gets all swollen and stiff around the area? Like that, only in the wound for the piercing) which means that I am currently flailing and praying that I don't start lisping and you know THE ENTIRE PLAY IS NOT OF THE GOOD RIGHT NOW but on the bright side, Simon will be here.
I should, however, go and do my laundry.
~Hathy_Col~
