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Thursday night turned out pretty good, I think. I always get a little stressed when I'm the one playing host. I spend most of my time trying to ensure everyone is comfortable which means I never properly enjoy the evening myself.
I cheated a little food wise. For starters, I went for lots of deli foods: cheeses, olives, bruschettine, parma ham, roasted peppers, tomatoes, pitta bread, etc. A nice easy start; simply a case of buying in and then putting out for folks to help themselves. Even easier for mains, I phoned Pizza Hut. I know, I know - poor show. At the end of the day, while I love cooking, I have a really pokey kitchen. And, hey, I work hard and finding time for cordon bleu cuisine ain't easy. Anyway, pizza meant zero dishes which, I'm sure you'll agree is a big plus.
P was over on Thursday. It's amazing the history we share. It turns out a vey peculiar sense of rejection has visited us both on uncommonly similar paths. I admire P. She has courage.
Last night, I checked out a theatre company that I'm thinking of getting involved in. I had a fairly bad experience back at the beginning of the summer where I was in a show which was a real drain on body and mind. Mainly, the last show was such a bad experience because of the direction. If I could find a company where I have faith in the production team then I know, notwithstanding hard work and intensive rehearsing, I'll really get something out of it. I wasn't sure about the group last night. I don't know that they're ambitious enough. I'm also wary about actors themselves. Most are total tossers who want their egos stroked. Such is the theatre, full of them. And it riles me.
I've had a huge long lie this morning. So unlike me. Must have needed it. Got work home with me to do. Booooo!
I cheated a little food wise. For starters, I went for lots of deli foods: cheeses, olives, bruschettine, parma ham, roasted peppers, tomatoes, pitta bread, etc. A nice easy start; simply a case of buying in and then putting out for folks to help themselves. Even easier for mains, I phoned Pizza Hut. I know, I know - poor show. At the end of the day, while I love cooking, I have a really pokey kitchen. And, hey, I work hard and finding time for cordon bleu cuisine ain't easy. Anyway, pizza meant zero dishes which, I'm sure you'll agree is a big plus.
P was over on Thursday. It's amazing the history we share. It turns out a vey peculiar sense of rejection has visited us both on uncommonly similar paths. I admire P. She has courage.
Last night, I checked out a theatre company that I'm thinking of getting involved in. I had a fairly bad experience back at the beginning of the summer where I was in a show which was a real drain on body and mind. Mainly, the last show was such a bad experience because of the direction. If I could find a company where I have faith in the production team then I know, notwithstanding hard work and intensive rehearsing, I'll really get something out of it. I wasn't sure about the group last night. I don't know that they're ambitious enough. I'm also wary about actors themselves. Most are total tossers who want their egos stroked. Such is the theatre, full of them. And it riles me.
I've had a huge long lie this morning. So unlike me. Must have needed it. Got work home with me to do. Booooo!