Cardiff?? Halloween??
I'm thinking about maybe going to Cardiff over Halloween weekend in an attempt to see Doctor Who live... Especially since there's no classes that Monday. My friends are going to Astérix on Friday night, so that'd give me Saturday to get there, Sunday to see the show, and Monday to come back. I'd also obviously have to see that big wharf-y bay place and jump up and down on that sidewalk and see if I went down to the Torchwood hub and all that good fannish stuff.
After I sat out of the Les Mis birthday party I realised that I need to get up off my shrinking butt and do some stuff, and fast! So this is a wavery little plan I've been contemplating since last night. It'll be kind of a shame to go it alone, but no one around me loves Doctor Who enough to join in. KELLEY WO BIST DU?? THE SHOW OPENS WITH AN OOD. AN OOD. AND THERE ARE CYBERMEN. AND AN OOOOOD.
When I stop being so lazy I plan to check on things like... other stuff to see in Cardiff... and all that. And also cheap housing of some kind. But right now all I can think is OOOD I mean let's do this! Also gotta talk to my financial sponsor... my mother, that is.
I JUST REALLY WANT TO CARVE A PUMPKIN AND START TROLLING EBAY FOR PIECES TO CREATE THE MOST EPIC COSTUME FRANKLIN STREET HAS EVER SEEN. But it is not to be. Still, someone whose class ends when the bells of Notre Dame strike five shouldn't really be complaining about anything, I guess.
Anyway, all this depends on getting tickets.
After I sat out of the Les Mis birthday party I realised that I need to get up off my shrinking butt and do some stuff, and fast! So this is a wavery little plan I've been contemplating since last night. It'll be kind of a shame to go it alone, but no one around me loves Doctor Who enough to join in. KELLEY WO BIST DU?? THE SHOW OPENS WITH AN OOD. AN OOD. AND THERE ARE CYBERMEN. AND AN OOOOOD.
When I stop being so lazy I plan to check on things like... other stuff to see in Cardiff... and all that. And also cheap housing of some kind. But right now all I can think is OOOD I mean let's do this! Also gotta talk to my financial sponsor... my mother, that is.
I JUST REALLY WANT TO CARVE A PUMPKIN AND START TROLLING EBAY FOR PIECES TO CREATE THE MOST EPIC COSTUME FRANKLIN STREET HAS EVER SEEN. But it is not to be. Still, someone whose class ends when the bells of Notre Dame strike five shouldn't really be complaining about anything, I guess.
Anyway, all this depends on getting tickets.