I'll go for the Mangover! *receive drink and actually look at menu* Dammit, it's on the blue line!A fun birthday palooza that was sort-of also a ComedySoc/PantSoc/Newcastle shindig but actually not quite that much. The Willow DJ quickly picked up on our love for the music of cheese and I got to request all my favourites without having to barge past several groups of howling, loutish females.
This character is quite under-developed. But in my mind, she is based on Zooey Deschanel in New Girl, Zooey Deschanel in 500 Days of Summer...and Zooey Deschanel.
That was me at my first ever Writers' Circle. Thankfully, the character has marginally moved away from the lovely Deschanel as it's getting to an upsetting point where I don't want to imagine Zooey Deschanel.
Oh, didn't you know? I'm writing a play!
As basic as I can explain it, in such daily newspapers as the Metro, there's a tiny section called Missed Connections or something similar, Desperately Seeking Susan-style adverts that you want to believe real people have written in, which describe fleeting encounters between strangers whose eyes met across the rush hour commute.
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| Example from today's Metro! |
Because it's my first play, I'm filled with ideas but being met with constraints, such as asking myself if this is in character for this character to say something like that or if a particular scene would be do-able if the play were to be picked. Nevertheless, I have sent my slightly under-developed baby out to people to critique it and hopefully it'll shape up in real life to be what I'm envisioning in my brainspace.
Me: Look! It's a babbling brook!
K: That's hardly a babbling brook.
Me: But it IS a babbling brook! It's practically incomprehensible!
On Sunday, I went with Goodricke College on the termly Goodricke Gallop. This term, it was a near 8 mile uphill/downvalley walk from Whitby, ending up at Robin Hood's Bay by the beautiful sea!
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| Blocking the view, of course... |
Are we there yet? I need to sit down - my hips, they don't lie.
The walk was scenic...and longer than I had expected. I had to stop several times for a breather along the way after negotiating my way down steep pathways with illogically-placed stones, across the babbling brooks with large logically-placed stepping stones that had been worn down to a smooth and slippery surface, then up steep pathways of wooden steps placed too far apart to step from one to the next easily. I even sang the mountain goat song to get me in the mindset of a mountain goat so that I wasn't The One An Ambulance Was Called For.
My feet hurt still, everything aches a lot. Foolishly went for a mile and a half run the next day.
Nevertheless, a good time was had.
Oh, and the views!
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| Seagull colony, silently judging you... |
I would definitely do this again, maybe without the long walk, definitely with the oh-so-tasty fish 'n' chips at the end from the best (read here: only) fish and chip shop by the Bay.
