23/08/07
I've been drinking quite alot this festival and I had one of my SPECIAL hangovers on monday which left me puking all day, although I didn't drink that much the night before... My mouth is now, not unlike an open-wound, the taste buds on my tongue seem to have disappeared in places and my voice is more husky/manly than ever.
Gareth came to visit and we had a great time. We went to the Phat Cave on sunday and it was mad - I'd totally recommend checking it out if you haven't already. I really am quite ashamed at the amount of shows I haven't been to see. Tomorrow I plan to change all that starting with a play starring Eleanor Tiernan which is at 1:30pm. (This is an EXTREMELY early start for me.)
My pal Kate came up yesterday and so she shall see I stay sane until the end of the fest. I must say I'm counting down the bedtimes till I can be in my own bed. My bed (in the student halls) is covered in plastic, (for unexpected juice spillage I expect)and whenever I wake up in the night I keep thinking I've wet myself. Sometimes I probably have. Who knows?
We're in our final days at the fest and its going really quickly, we've only four shows left to do! Tonight we've sold quite a few tickets which is ace as we have a VIP coming to watch the show. Tomorrow we have special guests Lucy Porter and Ewen Macintosh coming on down to the Sandy Hole so I'm reckoning we should get a good crowd. If you're up in Edinburgh come on down to see A night in Sandy Hole. Its much fun - Yes it is.
BYE.


And he just smiled and gave me... -
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