I was going to be original and do this as a time line, but Ben did that. Damn him. I’ll have to be original another time, I can’t be thinking about it now, my dissertation is due in a week and I’ve still got 5000 words to write.
I was sitting on the sofa, laptop on lap, asleep, when taxi Owens arrived, and sent Sid to the door to wake me up! I greeted them enthusiastically (don’t they know my dissertation is due next week and I’m only half way through it?) and got in the car and promptly got in some cheeky snoozing. You see, I’m not sleeping very well at the moment; my dissertation is due next week….
We arrived at the venue and then had a conversation or two about where to park. Tried for some cheeky free parking but there wasn’t any, so we went to the multi-storey where the parking was free anyway! Hurrah! We wander down to the pub ('The Keep' - Ed). It looks like a great place, really nice and cosy. It’s also packed. Which in many ways is great. From a sitting down point of view it wasn’t so good, but a nice man said we could sit at the other half of his table. Mark was already there waiting for us, which was nice, since he wasn’t playing. I sat down and started listening to the rest of the band talking. I fell asleep a little bit. I woke up and they were discussing a bizarre suicide pact as a result of their unrequited love for someone. As soon as I realised I was the subject of this (I hope) fictional unrequited love I decided it was time to go back to sleep.
I woke up briefly to play our set, which seemed to go pretty well. Mark had some great feedback, it’s nice for one of us to be able to listen! I went back to worrying about my dissertation. It’s due in next week, I still have 5000 words to write and I’m not getting a lot of sleep at the moment. I slept in the car on the way home, then promptly stayed awake all night worrying about my dissertation. Did I mention….?
Kat
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