|Crisp Advice (Tuesday evening)
||[Dec. 2nd, 2003|06:00 pm]
Miss Von Trapp
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[ "There is no need to do any housework at all. After the first four years the dirt doesn't get any worse. It is simply a matter of not losing one's nerve." - Quentin Crisp ]
I have no rehearsals this evening...and I SHOULD be spending the time tidying etc...instead, I've slept all day and am determined to sit here and do eff all this evening.
I've *got* to go to work tonight...I rather enjoyed having a long weekend...but to work I go (hi ho hi ho)...and be mind-numbingly bored till 6am as usual.
Didn't sleep till 6am this morning...spent a few hours in IRC and then many more hours chatting happily on messenger, and drinking an entire bottle of red wine...I think my tolerance is increasing as I wasn't all that pissed! Damn!! *grin*
Slept like a log pretty much...tho some weird dreams about being part of a greek/roman household and running from my parents who were at some debauched drinking party where they let out a lion...and various other confused things...nothing I could properly recall really...
So now here I am, bleary-eyed and thankful that there are no rehearsals tonight...I have laundry/tidying to be catching up on...if I can be arsed...
I think I'll follow the crisp advice above...light up a cigarette, have a cup of tea, and waste time on TEH INTERWEB for a couple of hours lolol
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