17th November
Now playing: Oliver Tompsett - Anybody Else
Baby can't you see, you and I were meant to be. Yes you and I were meant to be. If I had to make a guess I'd say we'd be just fine
While today hasn't been a fantastic day in terms of writing, at least I've done some. I've almost written the amount I'm supposed to. 2/3 isn't bad, really, I guess. :P
I'm too tired to write much more, again, though, besides the fact that while today has been really rather crappy, I'm looking forward to tomorrow. I want that double study period. Becky and I are going to spend the time researching which film we're going to go and see on Wednesday night. It's gonna be WICKED mate.
Oh yeah, and I'm going to see Wicked again. December 13th Matinee. The seats aren't fantastic, but since we paid the full 60 squids for them, they'd better be better than the ones we had last time. They're further back, and still out in the corner, but they were expensive. Blergh. I've booked everything, the tickets for the show and for the coach. I haven't told Alisha about it yet, though, since I want to surprise her. I hope it'll be a really nice pre-Christmas surprise. I figure if we get there are 11am, we can hang around for the cast members again, see the show, and by that time it'll be around 5:30pm. Our coach doesn't leave until 9pm, so I'd like to take her around London on the tube, show her some of the sights and maybe take her Christmas shopping and buy her a present or something. It's gonna be so schweeeeeet. :D I can't wait. It'll be even better if Kerry Ellis is performing, though knowing my luck she won't be. XD
Never mind! I don't care! I just love the show. And I'm so glad I finally sorted it out so that we're going again. It's going to be so much fun. <3
Now, an excerpt:
“I’m fine,” I muttered. “I just want to sleep.”
“All you do is sleep,” Danger said. I felt the trailer tip slightly as she jumped to her feet, and then Kez hit another bump on the road and we all bounced. “You never come out of that shell, I bet it absolutely reeks in there.”
“It doesn’t,” I said, but I didn’t have the strength to argue. “It’s better than being out there.”
“Why? What’s wrong with our company?” This came from Kez. I pulled the covers back off my head and shot a confused glance in his direction.
“Kez?”
“Yeah, I’m still alive, would ya look at that?”
“You’re not driving,” I stated feeling rather dumbfounded.
“No, really?”
“But- I- who is driving?”
“Eden. We switched over for a break. Don’t worry, she’s got the map all set out in front of her, it’s a straight road. She can’t possible screw it up.”
“But Kez,” Danger said, laying a hand on the older man’s shoulder. “You forget one tiny little thing.”
“Oh? What’s that?”
“Eden can’t drive.”
This piece of information fell into the silence, and then before we had chance to react in any way, we felt the trailer hit another pothole in the road and it bounced off the road. I clawed frantically at the side of my bed to keep myself from falling out as Kez and Danger stumbled into each other and landed awkwardly on the table.
“Eden!” Q shrieked, her voice slipping into ultrasonic. “What the fuck?”
“Hey! Hey!” she called back, hardly phased. “I got it all under control, darlings.”
Words written today: 2,108.
Wordcount: 71,231
Baby can't you see, you and I were meant to be. Yes you and I were meant to be. If I had to make a guess I'd say we'd be just fine
While today hasn't been a fantastic day in terms of writing, at least I've done some. I've almost written the amount I'm supposed to. 2/3 isn't bad, really, I guess. :P
I'm too tired to write much more, again, though, besides the fact that while today has been really rather crappy, I'm looking forward to tomorrow. I want that double study period. Becky and I are going to spend the time researching which film we're going to go and see on Wednesday night. It's gonna be WICKED mate.
Oh yeah, and I'm going to see Wicked again. December 13th Matinee. The seats aren't fantastic, but since we paid the full 60 squids for them, they'd better be better than the ones we had last time. They're further back, and still out in the corner, but they were expensive. Blergh. I've booked everything, the tickets for the show and for the coach. I haven't told Alisha about it yet, though, since I want to surprise her. I hope it'll be a really nice pre-Christmas surprise. I figure if we get there are 11am, we can hang around for the cast members again, see the show, and by that time it'll be around 5:30pm. Our coach doesn't leave until 9pm, so I'd like to take her around London on the tube, show her some of the sights and maybe take her Christmas shopping and buy her a present or something. It's gonna be so schweeeeeet. :D I can't wait. It'll be even better if Kerry Ellis is performing, though knowing my luck she won't be. XD
Never mind! I don't care! I just love the show. And I'm so glad I finally sorted it out so that we're going again. It's going to be so much fun. <3
Now, an excerpt:
“I’m fine,” I muttered. “I just want to sleep.”
“All you do is sleep,” Danger said. I felt the trailer tip slightly as she jumped to her feet, and then Kez hit another bump on the road and we all bounced. “You never come out of that shell, I bet it absolutely reeks in there.”
“It doesn’t,” I said, but I didn’t have the strength to argue. “It’s better than being out there.”
“Why? What’s wrong with our company?” This came from Kez. I pulled the covers back off my head and shot a confused glance in his direction.
“Kez?”
“Yeah, I’m still alive, would ya look at that?”
“You’re not driving,” I stated feeling rather dumbfounded.
“No, really?”
“But- I- who is driving?”
“Eden. We switched over for a break. Don’t worry, she’s got the map all set out in front of her, it’s a straight road. She can’t possible screw it up.”
“But Kez,” Danger said, laying a hand on the older man’s shoulder. “You forget one tiny little thing.”
“Oh? What’s that?”
“Eden can’t drive.”
This piece of information fell into the silence, and then before we had chance to react in any way, we felt the trailer hit another pothole in the road and it bounced off the road. I clawed frantically at the side of my bed to keep myself from falling out as Kez and Danger stumbled into each other and landed awkwardly on the table.
“Eden!” Q shrieked, her voice slipping into ultrasonic. “What the fuck?”
“Hey! Hey!” she called back, hardly phased. “I got it all under control, darlings.”
Words written today: 2,108.
Wordcount: 71,231
'Cause coming home to you each night fills me with a joy endlessly...
posted by Kitty Taylor at 11:14 pm
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