Oh my GOD, bizarre dreams last night >.>

Heading out at about twenty past nine. Not sure when I'll be back -  anything from early afternoon to late evening really...

Early start for the funeral tomorrow... it starts at ten, but we need to pick up a few people along the way.

I must remember to pack tissues.

:| Mum's coming back early this afternoon to pick me up so I can navigate for her again. So we're going to deliver another installment of this... Disney book promotion the Star is doing.

Speaking of the Star! We got a write-up of the play in Monday's paper, and also on the website here. I've already pimped it around a bit, but it occurred to me I never actually posted it here. It DOES annoy me that there are a few moments where the spelling gets shakey, and the called it Old King COLE rather than Old King COAL :| Though this bit was sweet and actually sums us up really well:

"There is a real community feel to the performance like they know each other and look out for each over in real life. The energy literally spills out into the audience."

XD

...meeting. Venue. Eleven.

Walking.

*drags self out of bed* T_T

No rest for the wicked :|

Our outline for  next week *was* a rehearsal at the Venue on Wednesday ahead of a performance on the Friday evening. But we've sold out all our tickets and  there are still members of the public interested.
 

So we're having a meeting at eleven o clock to decide whether or not to have a dress rehearsal on the TUESDAY and have another performance on the Wednesday we were originally going to have the dress rehearsal.

*flops* There goes MY lie-in ;_;

*collapses*

Everything went fine (e-except for the song RIGHT before the interval, but that was because M-mum was singing it :|  the emphasis the entire way through was on the back beat, and time signature changed from 4/4 to 2/4 and back again in random places.

BUT! Although we could pick out sections where things went wrong, the audience couldn't tell and everything else went off with no discernable hitch :)

And this will illustrate what I mean by the fact that I haven't stopped this weekend. The play finished at ten. We struck the stage and were out of the hall by eleven; headed home to pick up food and get changed and generally freshen up and were out of the house again by half eleven.

We left Mandy's at half past three.

Came home.

Drank and chatted.

...went to bed.
 
At five in the morning.

:| Nana and Dad went to church at half past, so I've been up since they've been up. Matthew's still sprawled out on the sofa and likely stayed up after we did; I haven't the faintest clue what Mum's doing (...I can hear someone crashing around...) and I might be wrong but I think Pops just left.

The remaining five of us - possibly four of us, depending on Matthew - are heading out for lunch because our oven is still broken (Hopefully we'll get that fixed this week :|). Then we need to drop Nana back home. And THEN I can come home and chill out with my laptop in front of the TV - Michael MacIntyre and a movie, I think ;)

I also bought some random stuff from the village fayre - a bathroom cabinet (for my art supplies while I'm in Newcastle), a little chalkboard (for my bedroom door ^_^) and a bedroom lamp that I wasn't sure worked, but it did. Not too bad, all in all :D

I was wrong, Pops is still here. He just tried  to shower in our bath with the pathetic little shower head we have attached to the taps, and then he went looking for a newspaper.

...he's going to come back and complain because he couldn't find one :|

*groans*

...I feel so rough this morning :| I was exhausted when we got home but I couldn't sleep.

...I mean, I didn't get to sleep until about four in the morning :| which makes me slightly worried for tonight... because it will be a hell of a lot easier to sleep through Nana's snoring if I'm actually tired.

I need to do some of the cooking for this evening; Mum's going to dye my hair and head out to pick up the drinks for this evening (and the package, hopefully...), and we're probably leaving for the fayre at about half past one.

*stretches* Once more unto the breach, dear friends!

*falls*

ABSOLUTELY SHATTERED and we haven't even done our dress rehearsal yet. And that will take three hours - minimum. If we're lucky, we'll get out of there at nine; but we've been known to go on until ten thirty...

The weather was awful - carried everything through the rain and got it into the hall. Had a tea break, set up the stage and the winding wheel, then broke for lunch, took care of the seating and FINALLY got the noticeboard sheets sorted... though I have to print off a lot of the stuff I had because it got water damaged T_T

Cast call is at six thirty, so we're rushing back there again to stick things down and generally take care of everything else. Most of the cast will be bringing props with them so it will be ABSOLUTE BEDLAM to get those sorted out and of course we're bringing Rachel and Debbie along, too.

But we also got a package notice from Royal Mail - yay! - though I don't even know whether it's for me or not. It says to leave it forty-eight hours, but the depot will be open tomorrow morning and honestly, where else is it going to go? If not I'll beg Mum or Dad to pick it up on Monday morning.

I'm covered in glue. I mean it. It's still all over my hands, despite having washed them so many times; and Dad managed to spray ME with it so now it's on my favourite top (...he's promised to get me a new one :|)

*goes to see what the can says about getting it off skin and clothing, and thanks the heavens it didn't get in anyone's hair!*

It begins tomorrow :|

I need to strip Matt's bed (D8 *pulls on Haz-Mat suit*) and get his sheets into the washing machine for defumigation before Saturday. Turns out the grandparents will be staying with us (Yay :|) And we're going out for Sunday lunch. I also have to clean our bathroom - save me :| - and finally tidy my room; or at least make it presentable.

ON THE PLUS SIDE my brushes finally got here! *will paint the crap out of those signs tomorrow X|*

(...I also dreamed that we screwed up. We finished At the End of the Day, went off stage, and completely forgot to come back on for the reprise ;_; Which would have been my fault since I have to hand out the banners and I didn't :|)

Since they're axing it, The Star basically reduced Mum's job to glorified paper-boy status, so I was out helping her with some deliveries today. Twenty-eight degrees outside, twenty five inside... it was really nice to just sit in an air-conditioned car and navigate XD

Also dropped by the bank and finally got my cheques in. Had a look at my balance while I was there - very reassuring! - and we made a run to the supermarket to stock up on ice cream 8D

Nice day~!

Something crashed into my windchimes last night. I've no idea what it was, but naturally I was torn between amusement at something flying into them, and horror that it might be a mammoth moth or worse 8|

...and there's someone outside with a handheld vaccuum and the noise is bugging me.

Anyway, I've decided to cut down the jobs that I have to do, since I don't have a table big enough for our giant sheets of stuff... so I'm going to take care of those on Friday, when I can get them on the noticeboard. Less stress for me. For the time being. Slightly worried about getting glue everywhere, though :|

And once again, I'm considering a total journal revamp.

Considering. Not that I'm going to follow through. Not for a while...

My cousin.

...I've not seen him for years, he probably doesn't remember me. But I still remember when he was a baby and there's part of me all like "FFFF Alex you're going to break every bone in your body T_T"

...he probably has :|

Katie's comment: "My brother is Spiderman."

>.> just had to practically throw my brother out of my room. And I feel like a complete bitch for doing it.