Packing myself into boxes before Paris
After spending an hour or so tippexing 3 over 5 on 250 business cards- my Dad notices that various forms concerning my flat have different postcodes. And do the business cards have the correct postcode on? No! Don't be ridiculous! So have gone back to the website to redesign cards **mashes head on table and beats fists hysterically**
Been packing for RADA so my room looks quite bare now. DVDs, books, notebooks, CDs, and other miscellaneous things have been packed away into boxes. Which is sort of sad. But cut up my photo montage and put all the photos into a photo album... actually what I should have done in the first place.
Paris in 2 days! ARG so excited. Lol, going bra shopping with the Man tomorrow. It's been an ongoing joke because my bras have all become too small since going on the pill and my boobs have expanded exponentially. Fun for all the family. But it then became an actual plan and when I looked sidelong at him the other day and asked, "Are you serious about this?" "Yes!" he exclaimed, "Why do you need persuading?" So that'll be entertaining. Then going on to have a 'Tis Pity meet up at the Love's Labour's Lost performance (you know, the play Alex and I weren't cast in because the director doesn't like Alex? Yeah, diplomacy's AWESOME)
I know Alex hates having his picture taken but I'd really like to be able have some photos of both of us in Paris- I haven't got a pic of both of us together! He sent me an unprompted email yesterday with just loads of kiss smileys in the shape of a kiss and "Love you Bumble". Genuinelly the soppiest email I have ever received. :D My very lovely Man.
In Paris, I highly doubt we'll be going swimming after all, which I'd sort of banked on since public swimming pools REQUIRE men to wear tight-fitting Speedos (which as much as I'd like to see Alex in, I don't think he owns any) and REQUIRE patrons to wear swimming hats. Since Alex is extremely sensitive about his hair coming out, no, no swim hats for him. We'll just have make do with the billion other things to do in Paris. Poor us, lol.
Been packing for RADA so my room looks quite bare now. DVDs, books, notebooks, CDs, and other miscellaneous things have been packed away into boxes. Which is sort of sad. But cut up my photo montage and put all the photos into a photo album... actually what I should have done in the first place.
Paris in 2 days! ARG so excited. Lol, going bra shopping with the Man tomorrow. It's been an ongoing joke because my bras have all become too small since going on the pill and my boobs have expanded exponentially. Fun for all the family. But it then became an actual plan and when I looked sidelong at him the other day and asked, "Are you serious about this?" "Yes!" he exclaimed, "Why do you need persuading?" So that'll be entertaining. Then going on to have a 'Tis Pity meet up at the Love's Labour's Lost performance (you know, the play Alex and I weren't cast in because the director doesn't like Alex? Yeah, diplomacy's AWESOME)
I know Alex hates having his picture taken but I'd really like to be able have some photos of both of us in Paris- I haven't got a pic of both of us together! He sent me an unprompted email yesterday with just loads of kiss smileys in the shape of a kiss and "Love you Bumble". Genuinelly the soppiest email I have ever received. :D My very lovely Man.
In Paris, I highly doubt we'll be going swimming after all, which I'd sort of banked on since public swimming pools REQUIRE men to wear tight-fitting Speedos (which as much as I'd like to see Alex in, I don't think he owns any) and REQUIRE patrons to wear swimming hats. Since Alex is extremely sensitive about his hair coming out, no, no swim hats for him. We'll just have make do with the billion other things to do in Paris. Poor us, lol.