email to send to someone who’s going away for a few days; email to reply to – one that needs something soft and sympathetic; waiting for fallout; hating the fact that i spend a quarter of my life feeling like crap, just because i happen to fall on one side of the gender division; needing to go through my script; tech week next week: IE: spending 9am-6pm mon-fri at the theatre — don’t expect me to be on much this week, if at all, it’ll be late at night here; feeling less than loved by my sister, whom i rang yesterday, asking if she wanted tickets to the play: “I’ll say no at the moment, it depends on whether I can find a sitter, and if Andy [the husband] wants to go, but I’ll ring you if I can find a sitter.” I’m expecting that to be a no.
went to Daytripper last night – a Beatles tribute gig – 12 bands, 12 hours, 12 bucks. not a huge crowd, but just enough for everyone that was there to get enough space, and have a damn good time. the ego of some of the bands was interesting to watch, though, the highlights for me was Lancaster [sounding kind of grungish-brit-pop – mix Nirvana, Billy Bragg and maybe Placebo, or Muse, or Blur], and a rush-job four-piece consisting of one of the guys in the play, the guy that ran the entire show, and a couple of others. 6 Beatles tracks, including one of my favourites – Ticket to Ride. Travis, you’re a rock-god, who knows when to entertain, when to just play.
not sure what i’m doing today – apart from trying not to feel quite so crappy. i’m not hungover, just female.
damn.