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Wednesday's Child is full of woe... [Jul. 30th, 2003|03:39 pm]
Miss Von Trapp
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Work last night...well...I didn't really do an awful lot!!!

Got in at about half nine...showed EVERYONE my ankle!!

Debbie had been to Whitby for the weekend and brought me back a handmade dark chocolate coffin...TORTURE!!! I really want to eat it...but I want also to keep it on my vampire shelves as I've never seen a chocolate coffin before...sniffed it all night...sheer torment!!

Consoled myself with a galaxy bar at break instead. Didn't do ANY typing until well after 12:30 as I had to do first-aiderage until 12 midnight and then had a half hour work-time-learning (Listen with Mother) session!!! Went to lunch at 2am and had a coffee with a bread roll full of salad cream. Yum!!

After lunch, worked from 2:40 to 3am and went off for an hours (nearly) duty obs meeting hehe!! Then had to sit down and type from 4am to 6am, only I spent the majority of it typing rubbish such as "Mrs Lowestoft descended fro milton keynes the traib st." instead of plain Lowestoft and other such half-awake nonsense that was transferring from my sleepy head to my auto-pilot fingers!!!!

Got dropped home at 6am and went to bed without any supper.

Woke up again at about 1:30pm today and hobbled down to the Cumberland Centre to have them look at my dumb ankle...it's not broken, and nothing torn...just a very nasty sprain and I have to wear a support sock for a week or so...got a ticking off about the height of my platform boots too. Bah!! Back to the yucky-flat doc martens it is I suppose...

I'm in the middle of cooking a sausage casserole now...peppers, onions, mushrooms, sausages etc...which my flatmate and I will eat in about an hour...then I have to rush off to theatre.

We have a Weird Cabaret meeting at 6pm til 9pm...discussing the previous perfs and what to do next...then off to work all night again straight after...


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