Saturday, June 14, 2008

Finish That With An Eight

Eight hours sleep last night - hurrah! Undermining this by still being up at 2am, but hey. What's life for if not for living.

On that note, sleep, then heading up to Durham tomorrow! Woohoo, and so forth.

Thursday, June 12, 2008

Not to Drive the Point Home

2,4,5,4,3

No, not some random mathematical numerical sequence with a hidden meaning. Merely the hours of sleep I've gotten the past five nights.

I may have said this before, but GAH!

Wednesday, June 11, 2008

Jetlag

Let's be quite frank about this. Jetlag really, really sucks.

It's now 12:30 am, give or take. I've been up since six this morning, having slept only five hours last night, and less the night before - the Saturday night, preceding that, was my overnight flight where I dozed fitfully for a couple of hours at best.

So here I am, absolutely shattered, feeling this all day at work, and when I come to bed, I simply can't fall asleep.

Frustrating.

Sunday, June 08, 2008

No-one Mourns The Wicked

So, Chrissi kindly arranged for myself and I to go and see the musical Wicked while I was there on Thursday.

Now, consider that I'm not typically a musical person - they're just not typically my cup of tea. However, this was absolutely fantastic and I really, really enjoyed myself. I still, sadly, find myself humming along to the songs - worrying, I know.

In case you aren't aware as to the basic plot - based in Oz, gives an alternative viewpoint on the background of the 'Wicked Witch of the West' and her childhood, upbringing, and how evil can be looked at from another perspective. Really, really fasincating.

For me, it's the sheer originality of the concept and the way it makes us think as to how we look at things that is so impressive. I'm currently reading the book, and this manages to exceeds the musical.

Updates from this in due course as well, I'm sure.

Tuesday, June 03, 2008

Interesting Non-Sighting

Allegedly I shared an airplane to the US with Coldplay. I have no proof of this, nor knowledge of this myself besides a member of the now non-genderised 'cabin crew' mentioning this to a passenger in the seat next to me.

I also went through Terminal Five, again, without losing my luggage. It's a most impressive terminal and I was, needless to say, most impressed with it.

I am now also armed with baked goods in the form of cookies for my trip home.