*Raises eyebrow* Well, its funny what you find when you follow a random link to something you're just curious about. I am the proverbial cat. I think my answer is, well don't bother coming on Saturday, and stay in with Oasis until your brain turns to glue and runs out your ears. I won't care...
( The long awaited Fair review )So that was Saturday...
( Birthday no. 2 )Monday was work again, but a rather lovely meal cooked by my darling boyfriend. I feel a little more at ease at work right now, following a weekly review that ended with me sobbing in my manager's office last week. I feel like less is being expected of me, people are kinder and generally things are a little easier to cope with. Its still not ideal but it'll do until my evil plan is hatched... ;-)
The meal...
Spring rolls in sweet chilli and lychee sauce.
Thai tuna patties
fresh thick noodles in a chilli and veg stir fry.
Truly, truly yummy, and enough was left over for lunch the next day too! We also had a bottle of very lovely wine, although no cheeses (we were stuffed by the end anyway...!)
Tuesday
Work
Rehearsal (including a run-through of our entire set and multiple repeats of new songs to get them right.)
The Calling (to distribute flyers mainly...)
I actually quite enjoyed myself at The Calling, and danced like a loon to a lot of songs (including the inevitable NMA track, once again played just as I arrived!) Thanx go very much to Zotz for all his time and effort helping to keep the club going, and for balancing the music whenever and wherever possible. I'm going to miss you lots.
Tired, drunk and irritable by the time I got home, but got some sleep at least, which is probably just as well. Mum sent the cards from her place up to me, and I opened them at lunchtime. Bad move. I've never read such downright manipulative bullshit in my life, and all it was was one sentence. What's the matter, did she leave you? Can you imagine that? Of all the people to fuck me over just because you can't fuck me.
Go to hell. And take your parents with you.
I want a recording done, soon...
And now I'm tired and emotional, and not up to organising anything, and being asked to add stuff to the website when I don't really have enough concrete details to do so and I'm so tired and I can't really talk about being tired when I haven't really put that much effort in at all, and I want a bath but there's no hot water and...
Fuck it. I think I may even watch some TV...