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So, 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~

Date: 2006-10-15 06:50 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] grace-golightly.livejournal.com
The Vagina Monologues is the greatest play in the history of the world ever and also if it's the charity production they have to give you a part, in some form. Just FYI, if they don't cast you or offer you a backstage role you can tell Eve Ensler on them!

Date: 2006-10-15 07:09 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] hathy-col.livejournal.com
Ooh, but I'd be more than happy to be backstage and that's what I'm expecting, really... it's a really popular production, so I can't really see me getting anything onstage, although it would make my life to have a gho and say that I did it.

Date: 2006-10-15 08:01 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] grace-golightly.livejournal.com
The best bit about being involved is how the word 'vagina' ceases to be a big deal, which is obviously the intention...the amusing aspect being when you a) start to drop it into conversation with academics/strangers/elderly relatives, b) find that your predictive text thinks you want to type 'vagina' all the time, c) wear T-shirts saying 'I *heart* my vagina' ALL DAY around the city and wonder why people are looking at you strangely, d) think nothing of telling a friend that you're 'off to campus for some vagina-fun'...

Date: 2006-10-15 08:27 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lone-hobbit.livejournal.com
When my US school did the Vagina Monologues last year, they drew huge chalk vaginas all over the school to advertise.

That week was also the week where little kids from local elementary schools came to visit to get a taste of university.

It was a good combination and thus the best week ever.

Date: 2006-10-16 08:26 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] hathy-col.livejournal.com
*dies a little inside* Oh, God, I wish Fife Council would let them advertise like that.

Date: 2006-10-15 10:42 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sevenhelz.livejournal.com
it's not really the greatest play in all the world - i mean, i appreciate what they're trying to do and all, but it's the vulva they're talking about, not the vagina.
as is said below, they have to involve you in some way.
how do you make mars bar squares? my flatmates were oohing over the idea of them the other day.
xx

Date: 2006-10-16 08:30 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] hathy-col.livejournal.com
I'm just currently feeling very Angry Feminist and this is as good as it gets in this town.

Mars Bars Sqaures - very rough guide:

You'll meed butter, golden syrup, rice krispies, mars bars and a little bit of cocoa. I found that hot chocolate powder worked just as well, though.

Melt down a fairly large chunk of butter, and as that's melting, add a generous tablespoon of golden syrup. Once it's all melted in together, add about half a tablespoon of the cocoa and then throw in four full-size Mars Bars and let them melt. (It helps if you sort of crumble them a bit first). When it's all melting together into one lovely pot of glory, take off the heat and VERY VERY QUICKLY BEFORE IT SETS stir in as many rice krispies as it will take. Put the entire delightful mixture into a grased shallow tin and flatten out. Bung in the fridge for about twenty minutes or so and then cut into squares. Voila! Be careful when storing; they stick together like the very devil.

Date: 2006-10-16 04:01 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sevenhelz.livejournal.com
Rock! Ah-ah, ahahahahaaaa, wooah...

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