This week has been shaping up rather well so far, though by saying as much I may well be jinxing myself. Ah what the hell, I'll live dangerously and repent later.
The weekend was a pretty cool one - saw a play on Saturday evening then went off to a house party of one of the girls from work. It was supposed to be a cocktail party, and having spent about six years of my life as a bartender I decided to wow the party goers with my concoction of "Cheeky Vimto" - a shot of port with a blue WKD. Most of the party for me was spent out in the garden with the smokers and the people trying to keep the mini bonfire going.
I got chatting with a chap with long ish blond hair and a beard who was rather lovely. He had very smiley eyes and thought I was hilarious. He was a friend of a friend of a housemate of my friend. He kept saying to his friend "Isn't she funny!! You're so funny!" For some reason I found this to be endearing. So I allowed him to take my number at the end of the night, and we will be going out this evening to a venue that I've been desperate to go to forever... in fact it is somewhere that Mr B always promised to take me and never did,
On Sunday saw my return to the theatre - not the one I work at the other one that I do stuff at. I went to an audition at three for a play by Shelagh Stephenson with a new director who I've not heard of before so not sure if she's a good director or someone who is going to make me want to kill her. The play is pretty good and the female characters are all great - you could get your teeth into them. I got a recall for this Thursday along with another of the Kiwi's exes (who is bloody brill - she was the ex before me... a kiwi ex of the Kiwi, if you like) so we'll be auditioning again together. I would bloody love to be sisters in this play! We'll see though.
Then there was the writing workshop with lots of my favourite people. Which gave me a new idea for a new bit of writing and meant that I saw Mr B for the first time since the Chat. It was fine - in fact it was nice to see him, but didn't leave me reeling. Huzzah!
Wednesday, 25 March 2009
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Repenting later is always more fun. I agree that someone thinking you are funny is endearing, it's almost like they can see the YOU past the outside? Good for you! I am crossing my fingers that you get the part in the play that you want.-V
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