This is my week off and so far I have achieved nothing. Zilch, nada, zero. Well, not nothing… my sims 2 family are well and truly established – husband and wife with 4 daughters and a son and two cats. The cats hate each other and aren’t particularly fond of any of the sims either, though at least they each bring in a pension each day, the daughters are all over-achievers, the boy plays with the toilet bowl for fun (he is only a toddler), the husband sadly electrocuted himself while trying to repair the dishwasher and although one daughter did plead with the grim reaper for his life, she lost, and so now the mother is doting upon the ever faithful flour baby and wants to get remarried at the grand old age of 58 days. As you can see, it’s kept me occupied.
So anyway, update on my real life (as opposed to my sim life where I’m crying over wetting myself as a young adult and hugging flour babies) last day of work on Wednesday, where of course I ended up in tears over people being their normal bitchy selves and me being oversensitive. Luckily most people thought I was just sad to leave. I was sad to leave, but that wasn’t why I was upset, ha. Neways that little life segment is finished, and on Thursday Mum, Nan and I went to Stratford to see David Tennant in Loves Labours Lost and Hamlet (and Patrick Stewart in Hamlet also). Loves Labours Lost was great fun, typical RSC farce and quite blue in places! Hamlet was great as we were by one of the aisle and had a changing station behind our seats, so the actors (more specifically Doctor Who and Cpt. Picard) kept walking/running/dragging bodies past us and changing behind us (just out of view, darnit). Doesn’t make for a restful viewing of the play but exciting nonetheless. Hamlet received a standing ovation, partly due I believe to the actors present, but it was a fantastic performance as well – great play, gripping and a great interpretation. They interpreted it as Hamlet pretending to go mad, rather than actually going mad, though I think he did go partly mad in the end (ended up believing his own fiction?) and by the end of the play we found ourselves not really liking Hamlet – we felt sorry for Ophelia and Laertes who were both caught up in Hamlet’s fiction, and he himself ended up becoming like the person he was trying to punish. All very well done – I’d strongly recommend seeing it if you can get tickets ($ticket == gold-dust).
So that was fab. To continue fab-ness, we came back Friday morning, and then me and AnM went to London to have tea at the Dorchester (doncheknow) which was AnM’s birthday present to me. It was rather spiffing, and top hole all the way. Finger sandwiches (we had two rounds) accompanied by a Rossini cocktail (champagne and strawberry puree), followed by scones with clotted cream, homemade strawberry jam (delish) and blackcurrant jam, followed in turn by 6 little cakes, all accompanied by the tea of our choosing. I chose the Russian Country, a black tea with a distinct smokey taste (very nice) and AnM chose the Dorchester blend, a black tea with a slight fragrance (also very nice). Spot on! Fab experience. We sat their a-supping and declaring that the way forward with gifts was clearly to give experiences, not material goods, as nowadays we all have far too much clutter and stuff and don’t really need or want Stuff anymore, whereas we all enjoy proper real life experiences. Then we went for a wander up Regent Street, went into the Apple store and found that rather than wanting experiences and not being materialistic, what we really wanted was Stuff. Lots of it. In shiny white, black or silver (or rainbow in some cases) packages, all adorned with a single unpretentious glowing apple and a rather large price tag.
So that too was fab. Saturday followed with more fab-ness; it was my turn to give AnM her birthday present – again we went to London, this time to see Queen at Wembley. Oh yes, I went again. This time we were in the BOF (Boring Old Fart or “seated” as it said on the tickets) section and only stood up near the end. An interesting comparison to last time – I saw everything, but from a long way away, whereas last time I saw snippets through one eye or the other but very close. By huge coincidence, T&G were also there that night, in standing. We met afterwards and got soaked by the fountain. A great show – having seen it already I felt I could take photos and film this time (interspersed with Eyes-Air-Queen moments and occasionally with me singing on film – that’ll never get aired) with my rather nifty 7M 12x optical zoom camera so I feel I’ve had the best of both worlds; had to concentrate on enjoying it the first time and got some cool pictures the second time. T&G owe us some serious pic-age also – they only had their phones but were only a few metres away from the stage. A snippet to whet the appetites of people who are susceptible to such whetting…
So, that was also fab. Then Sunday happened (did nothing). Then Monday (did nothing). Tuesday and today followed rather similarly. Tomorrow I’m dragging/being dragged out of my rut by AnM again to go paint some pottery, lest I waste my week off completely. Hopefully a day of actually leaving the house will result in a bit of enthusiasm for Friday, Saturday and Sunday so I actually achieve something other than another generation of sims and watching another episode of America’s Next Top Model. Though to be honest I still intend to achieve both of those as well.
New job starts Monday. Don’t know what I’m doing (other than turning up at 9am). Yikes.