Thingshave been a little strange around here. Spent the morning in Court, for reasons I don't think I will go into here. Was a little bit strange, and am back there on Wednesday. I am only giving evidence though, which is something.
Had a weekend of not entirely feeling myself (sort of achey, and coughy and sniffy; short of swine flu though), so I came home early on Friday, and read the first two Twilight books back to back. Will now need to get the remaining two, as I need to find out what happens. I know that this makes me a weeny bit sad, but it is pretty compulsive reading.
I broke off the maths book (was not feeling well enough), and the Steven Erickson (it was too long, and I wanted to read Twilight too much (and I know, I know, that makes me more than a weeny bit sad)), but am now back on the Erickson. Now read 160 pages, and it's good going. I am quite liking recommendations.
There is not much else new in my world at the moment. I don't think that there is even that much to comment on other than in my world. I was hoping to get tickets to see Phedre at the National, but, typically for me, it's sold out. But on Friday, we have Waiting for Godot (with Patrick Stewart and Ian McKellen), and then Harry Potter on Monday. Looking forward to both of those. Then I need to look around at what is on at the theatre and decide what I want to go and see. I have remembered, very belatedly, that I work around the corner from the half-price ticket booth. Why I didn't think that would be a good idea to capitalise on, I have no idea. General divviness, I suppose. But I am determined to make up for lost time, and to go to the theatre often from now on! I keep missing things I otherwise want to see, and I am not happy about that. But I am rubbish at organising myself in advance to actually book tickets for things, so I think the only practical solution is the half-price booth.
