Happy Days
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sion_a into town to see the Beckett play only to find that it was cancelled. I suppose the 5 minutes we spent standing around outside the mostly-deserted theatre (down a back street filled with scaffolding), wondering why there weren't more signs of life, was an authentic (if brief) Beckett experience, though.
Worked at the pub on Friday night and Sunday lunch. Next week I have to do both those shifts and Saturday night, because Saturday is "Casino Nite" at the Carlton. I'm not happy about having to work all weekend but I don't really have much choice.
hoiho arrived on Sunday night; he's staying here for a few days while he looks for somewhere to live. (Okay, so he's looking for somewhere to live in Oxford, but it's still closer to Cambridge than Edinburgh.) Things aren't going terribly well between us at the moment, but there's no point in talking about that here.
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I dreamed that it was Christmas and I was at home with my parents, and instead of taking our time over present-opening we'd just opened everything really quickly, and there was a huge sense of anticlimax and I couldn't work out why it didn't feel right; then I realised that this was because my sister Lorna wasn't there, because she was spending Christmas with her boyfriend. There weren't any presents there for her either. I felt disappointed, and kind of cross with her because she'd broken the tradition of all the immediate family being there at Christmas. And also slightly jealous because she had a boyfriend and (in the dream) I didn't.
In the other bit of the dream that I can remember, I was at school and we'd been asked to write five sentences in French, and I was trying to write mine in the style of sentences from a Chalet School book, but they were coming out in English, and even when I tried to translate them they still turned into English. Then I was trying to work out what my timetable was from my friend Jenny's timetable, because I'd forgotten to look it up myself. She had "Ancient Studies", French, and Maths in the afternoon; I did French as well so I wrote "French" on my timetable, but then realised that she didn't do Maths (and I did), so her Maths must be General Maths, which meant she couldn't be in the same French set as me either, so I'd got it wrong and I still didn't know what lessons I was supposed to have that afternoon. I think I woke up about then.
Don't exactly need a "dream dictionary" to work that one out. <sigh>
sion_a into town to see the Beckett play only to find that it was cancelled. I suppose the 5 minutes we spent standing around outside the mostly-deserted theatre (down a back street filled with scaffolding), wondering why there weren't more signs of life, was an authentic (if brief) Beckett experience, though.Worked at the pub on Friday night and Sunday lunch. Next week I have to do both those shifts and Saturday night, because Saturday is "Casino Nite" at the Carlton. I'm not happy about having to work all weekend but I don't really have much choice.
hoiho arrived on Sunday night; he's staying here for a few days while he looks for somewhere to live. (Okay, so he's looking for somewhere to live in Oxford, but it's still closer to Cambridge than Edinburgh.) Things aren't going terribly well between us at the moment, but there's no point in talking about that here.* * *
I dreamed that it was Christmas and I was at home with my parents, and instead of taking our time over present-opening we'd just opened everything really quickly, and there was a huge sense of anticlimax and I couldn't work out why it didn't feel right; then I realised that this was because my sister Lorna wasn't there, because she was spending Christmas with her boyfriend. There weren't any presents there for her either. I felt disappointed, and kind of cross with her because she'd broken the tradition of all the immediate family being there at Christmas. And also slightly jealous because she had a boyfriend and (in the dream) I didn't.
In the other bit of the dream that I can remember, I was at school and we'd been asked to write five sentences in French, and I was trying to write mine in the style of sentences from a Chalet School book, but they were coming out in English, and even when I tried to translate them they still turned into English. Then I was trying to work out what my timetable was from my friend Jenny's timetable, because I'd forgotten to look it up myself. She had "Ancient Studies", French, and Maths in the afternoon; I did French as well so I wrote "French" on my timetable, but then realised that she didn't do Maths (and I did), so her Maths must be General Maths, which meant she couldn't be in the same French set as me either, so I'd got it wrong and I still didn't know what lessons I was supposed to have that afternoon. I think I woke up about then.
Don't exactly need a "dream dictionary" to work that one out. <sigh>
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Date: 2004-02-24 04:31 pm (UTC)Wonder how well it'd work in Cambridge? I mean, there's not that muted roar and horizon-to-horizon lightshow of the world's great cities at night. Mind you, my brief impression of Cambridge is that there's a lifetime's worth of weird little nooks and crannies, and a lot more to the grand architecture than you think you noticed.
Hmmmm.... Best done in summer, and in a city with all-night cafés and bars. Best not done with someone as loopy as I am (loopier is better, did well on that score in Paris) or on a cold night (failed, and badly: companion had no balls to freeze off and, being Russian, was largely impervious to cold).
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