Little Updates
Friday, 9. May 2008, 15:53:59
Little updates for you today:
I'm meeting my friend, Eilidh, for drinks and possibly some food this coming wednesday after work. Looking forward to it; it's been several months since I last saw her, and that was only a brief meeting on the bus to work.
A new version of the script arrived in my Inbox today for this acting-drama thing I'm involved with/starring in. I'll give it a read through over the weekend. It's called 'Capsized', by the way. Still not looking forward to being dumped in the sea, but my acting bone has been singing lately (I was pretending to be Gaston from Disney's Beauty and the Beast this morning, singing and everything): I think I'll get back into some Am-dram when this is all over.
Also, I'm growing the beard again as the part I'm playing requires that I have one, dagnabbit. I'd just gotten used to not having the bloody thing, too. I hope we do this filming soon because it's starting to itch...
God-DAMN but why isn't there a version of GTA IV out for the PC! I'm having to play GTA III to stop from killing the first Xbox/PS3 owner I meet!
My friend Claire is having a birthday party tomorrow, but I have no idea what to get her. She's also gotten engaged since last I saw her, to her boyfriend Gary. I'm thinking this needs a card of prodigous proportions...
Still want to ask out this tall Czech girl in Chi Bar/Resturant. Have asked around today but no-one is free to come with me for a pint. Damn. Will going by myself look sad and desperate?
I've been looking after Meer, my Mum's cat, for a week now and she's starting to get on my nerves. Constant meowing. Constant running about at night (She's been barred from my bedroom as her running across my bed - and me - was keeping me awake). This is why I don't have pets. In retaliation, I've fed her fish-flavour meats solidly for a week, when there's Rabbit and Beef and other stuff waiting to be used. She'll go home and never want to eat another fish for a month, bwaahahahaha.
OK. Time to go. If I don't speak to you here, have a good weekend, everyone.
I'm meeting my friend, Eilidh, for drinks and possibly some food this coming wednesday after work. Looking forward to it; it's been several months since I last saw her, and that was only a brief meeting on the bus to work.
A new version of the script arrived in my Inbox today for this acting-drama thing I'm involved with/starring in. I'll give it a read through over the weekend. It's called 'Capsized', by the way. Still not looking forward to being dumped in the sea, but my acting bone has been singing lately (I was pretending to be Gaston from Disney's Beauty and the Beast this morning, singing and everything): I think I'll get back into some Am-dram when this is all over.
Also, I'm growing the beard again as the part I'm playing requires that I have one, dagnabbit. I'd just gotten used to not having the bloody thing, too. I hope we do this filming soon because it's starting to itch...
God-DAMN but why isn't there a version of GTA IV out for the PC! I'm having to play GTA III to stop from killing the first Xbox/PS3 owner I meet!
My friend Claire is having a birthday party tomorrow, but I have no idea what to get her. She's also gotten engaged since last I saw her, to her boyfriend Gary. I'm thinking this needs a card of prodigous proportions...
Still want to ask out this tall Czech girl in Chi Bar/Resturant. Have asked around today but no-one is free to come with me for a pint. Damn. Will going by myself look sad and desperate?
I've been looking after Meer, my Mum's cat, for a week now and she's starting to get on my nerves. Constant meowing. Constant running about at night (She's been barred from my bedroom as her running across my bed - and me - was keeping me awake). This is why I don't have pets. In retaliation, I've fed her fish-flavour meats solidly for a week, when there's Rabbit and Beef and other stuff waiting to be used. She'll go home and never want to eat another fish for a month, bwaahahahaha.
OK. Time to go. If I don't speak to you here, have a good weekend, everyone.
Still, here's a pretty one of my garden bathed in sunshine...)
).
But I did have a rather funky dream about my Dad trying to choose a dog, but bringing home a tiny white ferret called 'Rocko' instead. It adopted me and spent lots of time running across my shoulders and down my arms.
