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Oct. 10th, 2002 02:10 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
changelingSo fekking tired it's not funny. ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
johnwalton published another brilliant fic. Damn him.
First night of Dr Faustus Lights The Lights tonight. Had a bit of first night jitters, but overall the lights came off well. (I'm operating the lights, in case you're confused.)
Managed to stab myself with a mechanical pencil yesterday; it fell, I went to catch it, and the lead punctured my skin. The tiny puncture wound is at the join of the middle finger on my right hand and is red and angry. My hands are fun to use at the moment - between that and the large bruise on my left hand...
Please pardon my fractured syntax. I wanted to go to bed when we got home (at twelve) but I had to cook the dhal so we had food for tomorrow's dinner - I really didn't have a proper dinner today because I had to practise the lighting cues (they're a right bastard). After I finished the dhal, Liam went to bed and I was offered the computer. I thought I'd jump on quickly, write an entry and go to bed, but I made the mistake of making a preliminary scan of my friends' page (I'm not up to date on what you are all doing because I don't have the time to check 200-300 entries at the moment.) and discovered John's fic. Worth my time, but now I'm going to bed.
johnwalton published another brilliant fic. Damn him.First night of Dr Faustus Lights The Lights tonight. Had a bit of first night jitters, but overall the lights came off well. (I'm operating the lights, in case you're confused.)
Managed to stab myself with a mechanical pencil yesterday; it fell, I went to catch it, and the lead punctured my skin. The tiny puncture wound is at the join of the middle finger on my right hand and is red and angry. My hands are fun to use at the moment - between that and the large bruise on my left hand...
Please pardon my fractured syntax. I wanted to go to bed when we got home (at twelve) but I had to cook the dhal so we had food for tomorrow's dinner - I really didn't have a proper dinner today because I had to practise the lighting cues (they're a right bastard). After I finished the dhal, Liam went to bed and I was offered the computer. I thought I'd jump on quickly, write an entry and go to bed, but I made the mistake of making a preliminary scan of my friends' page (I'm not up to date on what you are all doing because I don't have the time to check 200-300 entries at the moment.) and discovered John's fic. Worth my time, but now I'm going to bed.
