Sunday, July 31, 2005

Sunday, bloody Sunday











This is our last day of construction. After this, we have to be built in full. So we might be here all night. K just went to make Pasta for everyone. I took some nice pictures on my way to the venue today. Anyone who looks at this and has been here before may recognize some stuff. I like the view of Auther's seat from the front of our flat.

Friday, July 29, 2005

Scotland

So the temperature is cold. Bras monkey cold. Like in the 50's? I dunno. It is pissing rain too (that's what Jamie said) I have also been told to "tap that" several times. It is disturbing because each time it has been in referance to digestive biscutes Also, we had three people sort of randomly quite. One Polish girl (I think she had something to do with Uni, and had to get back) The two English girls just sort of quite. They decided that it "wasn't their cup of tea" and left. Without even saying goodbye. I didn't think anyone would notice, but everyone has been sort of like "awww, they didn't even say goodbye" (if you can be like a phrase or short saying) I also learned what a "wanker" is. But I'm not telling.

HARVY

Let there be light

So this morning we recieved our shipmment of lights. We almost have all of the scaff up, and the platforms for seating are bolted together. We need to finish putting down the stage floor, and we might get to paint it, and then we will be ready to hang curtains and go! It has really been amazing to see the transformation of this church into a theatre. And it is cold here. Very, very, cold.

Last night we rented the cinema room in a great little pub called the Brass Monkey. It is located just down Drummond street. Name comes from the old saying (or phrase) it's cold enough to freeze the balls off a brass monkey in here (which it is) but I think it refers to the Beastie Boys song. Because they play the Bestie Boys. And this great little song at closing. Get the F*** out of my bar. we watched "Shawn of the Dead" and "Eternal Sunshine of the Spotlessmind".

maybe I will come up with more to write later.

HARVY

Thursday, July 28, 2005

more pictures!







Still have nothing to say. so I'll say nothing. maybe I can upload a few pictures.

Wednesday, July 27, 2005

In Scotland now

So, I'm in scotland now. It is preaty. We are listneing to some good picken. It is real country music. That's about it.

I have no idea what I am doing. I am supposed to be emailing people and gathering information, but the information I get back is either wrong, changed from what it is supposed to be. Ah techies. Ah techies working with crazy companies.

I don't really have anything more to say. I wish that I did. It is very pretty here. I love the mountains. It is gray and cold with a little bit of rain, and that is nice.

Okay, now I am going to work. So goodbye. Oh, and I'm tired too. Time difference. Ouch.

HARVY

Tuesday, July 12, 2005

Hey! It's been almost a month!

So, I think Lee is going to kill. So I need to post embaressing rumours about him that will ruin his life. Yeah, yeah, that's the ticket! To a death sentence.

Unfortunitly I do not have anything to say. My rendevous with a certain young lady was about par for the course. Nice girl, be a good friend someday, bit of a misandrist, but she may overcome that.

I begin to wonder if I project an aura of homosexuality which says "no, really, tell me all about it." I tend to become more of a surrogate paternal or fraternal figure for all of my dates at some point during the evening. Never ceases to amaze me. Someday I'll figure it out. Or join a monistary. Or learn how to spell monistary.

There are several great mysteries in the universe. Spelling is the one which alludes me most often. Pronunciation is a close second.

have you ever wondered why god made unfortunate looking people? I often have.

When someone makes constant desparaging remarks about their personal apperance, are they fishing for a compliment? Or are they kindly pointing out a fault in your makeup?

I need sleep.