Sideways
Just watched a beautiful film called Sideways; really really lovely. I hope to God my life never turns out like that. Kinda feel compelled to think about my future at the moment. It's pressing down ominously. But I have a number of ideas to keep me going- I'd like to be one of those people who have done lots of weird and interesting jobs. I've sent off a letter today asking to be a slush pile reader for Oxford.
Boxford Masques, our play, is going well. I think. After that comes White Darkness at North Wall in Oxford. I say after but due to my OUTSTANDING organisational skills, the two plays overlap perfectly. Yep, so first week of Boxford Masques performances, I shall be spending my days in Oxford before tearing back for a show in Boxford in the evening.
Speaking of tearing about, I just nailed parking bays in driving lessons. Am also quite hot on emergency stops although less on reversing round corners. I shall not be using that on a day-to-day basis. I'm so shocked that I'm actually good at something I thought for a lifetime I'd completely balls up. Automatic driving is awesome.
Have received two lovenote-type-things in the past couple of weeks. Have happily evaded both of them. I actually said in one "nothing ventured nothing gained." Oh yeah. I'm Romance's bitch. I still wonder why it is it's never the ones I'm in love with. And what is hilarious about both lovenotes is that I have not really shared a meaningful conversation with either guy. I don't get it. And looking at Nina's Facebook photos just makes me think, "What the fuck? Why the hell would anyone want me?" They're good guys. Nice guys. I don't know what I expect. It'd just be cool to share a proper moment- I could believe in Love or whatever then. You know? Something beyond smalltalk.
Car parking this evening. It's warm now, touch wood, and the overflow car park is open so it should be nice. I was running down the road a month or so ago on that job, watching the sun go down, the light on the trees and the sound of the river, and thinking, 'Yes, I love this. I can do this for a long time.'
Boxford Masques, our play, is going well. I think. After that comes White Darkness at North Wall in Oxford. I say after but due to my OUTSTANDING organisational skills, the two plays overlap perfectly. Yep, so first week of Boxford Masques performances, I shall be spending my days in Oxford before tearing back for a show in Boxford in the evening.
Speaking of tearing about, I just nailed parking bays in driving lessons. Am also quite hot on emergency stops although less on reversing round corners. I shall not be using that on a day-to-day basis. I'm so shocked that I'm actually good at something I thought for a lifetime I'd completely balls up. Automatic driving is awesome.
Have received two lovenote-type-things in the past couple of weeks. Have happily evaded both of them. I actually said in one "nothing ventured nothing gained." Oh yeah. I'm Romance's bitch. I still wonder why it is it's never the ones I'm in love with. And what is hilarious about both lovenotes is that I have not really shared a meaningful conversation with either guy. I don't get it. And looking at Nina's Facebook photos just makes me think, "What the fuck? Why the hell would anyone want me?" They're good guys. Nice guys. I don't know what I expect. It'd just be cool to share a proper moment- I could believe in Love or whatever then. You know? Something beyond smalltalk.
Car parking this evening. It's warm now, touch wood, and the overflow car park is open so it should be nice. I was running down the road a month or so ago on that job, watching the sun go down, the light on the trees and the sound of the river, and thinking, 'Yes, I love this. I can do this for a long time.'