hathycol | (no subject)

Members of the Colleen Show, I salute you all. I do come with partial tidings of woe - unless Hannah's are really really good and more plentiful than I remember, we are oh-so-slightly buggared because I will need to take more. I cannot take photos, and I suspect Greg will laugh and point at me. Alas for mis-en-scene - looking at the background of them all, I'm really not happy.

But some photos? Really rather good. I hope. Have not yet tested them on aforementioned media teacher, so we'll see.

I need to thank my friends publically, though. Last night was something of a disaster. Firstly, I nearly forgot to pick up the camera, which is never good. Then I went home, remembered I was meant to be feeding these people, and panicked again. House is bereft of food. When Iona, Hannah and Clare turned up I was in full-on wibbling mode, and it just got worse when I discovered that we couldn't use Iona's house. Understandable, as her mother is revising for exams and I'd hate it if all six of us turned up, but GAAAAH.

So, we phoned Emily and told her the change of venue. Then we tried to contact Enid. We had three numbers for her, all of which were incorrect. So I phoned Simon. Then I phoned Simon's home phone number.

Eventually, eventually, we got through to her, just as we were getting pizza. We sorted out the change of venue, ate pizza, and then Emily phoned. This meant I subjected Emily to my parents without my supervision as we went to Morrisons and brought her a kilo of pasta to make up for this. We were served by someone I was going to high school with JUST as Hannah and Iona were being... well... woobly, and that was very weird.

Woobly, I think, was the word for the evening. Two potential disasters averted, we ended up taking photos in my somewhat cluttered living room. This may, or may not, work. Again, I need to show my media teacher. We were also hindered by the fatc that I cannot take photos. This may become an issue, I think, in a project dependent upon photos. Oh, god. Partially the fault of the camera, mostly the fault of the lighting. The photos with Enid's camera are better, and hopefully the ones with Hannah's should be good. They were fabby from what I remember. I must thank everyone for turning up, for not killing me and wooblyness...

And now, to panic stations! English coursework in tomorrow and so many levels of not finished...

Also, can someone explain how and why I have toothache in a tooth that is no more than a stump? How the fnark is my mostly-false tooth aching? *wails*

[edit: having spoken to Greg, this is... erm... not with the good. We don't have a recognisable genre. *coughs* Sitcom, anyone?]

~Hathy_Col~