The show beginneth...

...almost.

Thursday night was entertaining. Rehearsal annoyed me so much, as some of the hired costume arrived and they DO NOT FIT! Panic. But not only panic, but a million people talking at me at once moaning about things not fitting, not giving me chance to work out how to fix it. So I left and went to Ra!n Bar as I knew Liz was there post Egypt. This was hopefully the one and only time* I ever intend/actually buy half a pint. I knew a whole pint would make me not go back to the rehearsal, and I knew I had to. So I did, and I wanted more. But I was very good and went back to MUGSS and grumped.

Then we went to the pub and I hijacked the social and steered it towards The Salisbury instead of Jilly's. Rock, without the entrance fee/as many rubbish people/people we were with moaning about how rubbish Jilly's actually is. Yay! It was very nice and Liz and Mahinda and Mark and Linden were there too, as well as lots of MUGSS people. I haven't really socialised with MUGSS people this year, I think because I thought I didn't know anyone. There are some people I've known for years, but never thought of as "friends". (I'm trying to work out how to put this without looking mean, as it's not supposed to be mean, just me thinking out loud.) People who I see fairly often, but wouldn't really invite out and they wouldn't invite me, unless it was a MUGSS event where everyone just presumes everyone else will be, and therefore you can easily think that you won't be missed. So I've just not gone, and as such thought they didn't miss me and therefore don't get put in the "friends" category in my head. But recently I've realised that there are lots of people I like and would like to be friends with. So there.

This could be show week talking. Show week always does weird things to me and I do something silly. Like breaking up with a boyfriend of 3 years by text cause people are flirting with you and you want to have fun. Or quitting teaching cause you're tired. Or generally not doing uni work for a week or 3 and then not being able to catch up and failing. MUGSS has a lot to answer for! Although it's all my weaknesses, not MUGSS fault.

Anyway, that was Thursday and I went home via kebab, where I gave the man in the shop my number cause he likes me. Oops.

Friday I was not nearly as useful as I planned! But it was fairly productive. I had the day off work to do MUGSS stuff. I met Emma in town and we shopped for underwear for her and other costume related things. THE MOST AMOUNT OF WALKING EVER!! We were tired and walked in circles lots. So after carrying a lot of stuff around we went to Emma's new flat for a nosey and then went back to mine and ate pasta. I certainly was very brain dead and exhausted, probably hang over related, so didn't make the things I planned. Oops.

In the evening my friend Dave came over to watch Finding Nemo. It was ace! I like Dave. I want to see him more. We've both been a bit rubbish, as it takes effort when you're used to seeing people at lectures organised by other people. But I really think we're going to stay friends. And that pleases me. Emma also stayed for the film cause it was fun, and we made an interesting pasta concoction. Was exceedingly tired and had a fairly early one.

Saturday was fat club. I've sooo not been sticking to any sort of controlled diet. Oops. But I can't be bothered! And when I can be bothered there's not always the options there. Put on a little bit. Never mind. Keep telling myself that I'll be good after show week. We shall see... Then spent some time at home organising costumes/making a few bits and bobs. Emma came over about 3 and we took everything back to her flat ready for me to stay over and go straight to the get in.

As is customary, there was a Pre-Show Party. It was ace! From what I remember... Firstly me and Emma made her oven work and looked at photos and stuff, then we had pizza and garlic bread, before starting on the wine. Memory gets a little hazy after a few hours, and what happened then in anybody's guess (and if you know, tell me!). But before that there was chatting and drinking and cartwheels and videos and drunk people and other exciting stuff. Yay! But, as I got drunk enough to forget things, there will be general embarrassment all week long.

Sunday was the longest day possibly ever. FACT. Got to the dancehouse about 10 (I think) after 3 hours ish sleep. Was woken by my alarm, then shortly after by Emma coming in and saying "We're such whores". Oops. Then we dragged stuff to the Dancehouse and stayed all day! Left about 11.30, I think.

Monday. I'm very tired. Got up late, so was half an hour late, and need to leave half an hour early, so now have an hour to make up. Grump. It's the dress rehearsal tonight. I'm not sure I'm ready! But I think it's under control. Lots of people have told me I'm the calmest costume person ever! I bet Lydia and Emma don't think that :-)

*Unless pregnant.