Of Dreams and Boas
My latest addition to the ranks of *things I really don't need but really want* is a hot pink feather boa. It looks supremely trashy and it is wonderful.
I think that if you are getting something tacky, may as well make it ultra tacky otherwise it doesn't work (the only exception i think is a black feather boa which can look quite sleek).
I got a copy of my dissertation and results via the post today :D Did better than I expected, I think I got a 65 on it, although it might have been a 70 because I have forgotten which module number it was. Either way I am pleased. And my bound baby can sit on the shelf and look impressive (although hopefully never be read by anyone with a decent knowledge of English).
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Still having nightmares...
In the latest batch I was in a play, which seemed a weird spinoff from Macbeth and I didn't know what any of my lines were, where the script was, with only the vaguest notion of the plot and my performance was based on improvisation.
however, despite being caught in some elaborate theatrical setup I kept encouraging actors to rebel and walk off stage until the other people in the production ceded to our reasonable demands.
ben was in the dream somewhere (i'll add it to the ongoing dream-cameo tab) although I can't really remember what his role was. he was consorting with one of the production people and seemed unusually intense and somewhat pissed off.
and I was pregnant with twins (I blame this on watching the astronaut's wife prior to dream time - amusingly bad but johnny depp remains irresistable) which possibly accounted for some of the volatile emotion that I felt in the dream. i just remember waking up with the feeling of there being a really convoluted plot evolving in the background, behind the scenes, whose presence I sensedbut whose nature I could only guess at.
I think that if you are getting something tacky, may as well make it ultra tacky otherwise it doesn't work (the only exception i think is a black feather boa which can look quite sleek).
I got a copy of my dissertation and results via the post today :D Did better than I expected, I think I got a 65 on it, although it might have been a 70 because I have forgotten which module number it was. Either way I am pleased. And my bound baby can sit on the shelf and look impressive (although hopefully never be read by anyone with a decent knowledge of English).
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Still having nightmares...
In the latest batch I was in a play, which seemed a weird spinoff from Macbeth and I didn't know what any of my lines were, where the script was, with only the vaguest notion of the plot and my performance was based on improvisation.
however, despite being caught in some elaborate theatrical setup I kept encouraging actors to rebel and walk off stage until the other people in the production ceded to our reasonable demands.
ben was in the dream somewhere (i'll add it to the ongoing dream-cameo tab) although I can't really remember what his role was. he was consorting with one of the production people and seemed unusually intense and somewhat pissed off.
and I was pregnant with twins (I blame this on watching the astronaut's wife prior to dream time - amusingly bad but johnny depp remains irresistable) which possibly accounted for some of the volatile emotion that I felt in the dream. i just remember waking up with the feeling of there being a really convoluted plot evolving in the background, behind the scenes, whose presence I sensedbut whose nature I could only guess at.