Our projects are coming to fruition: Muse, the Poetry Magazine, was launched on Monday with a very nice launch party at which no one threatened any Directors of Studies with a wine bottle (which is what usually happens at engling-heavy parties), and the Miscellaneous Theatre Festival began tonight, and will continue for another two days. Quitter is on tomorrow, and I've been told to be very good because Vicky and Alex's chances of getting to direct the May Week show hang on this. By Friday I plan to be very tired of short plays and will put on fairy wings and go to the bop. The theme is Musicals, to Vicky's horror; for circularity purposes we're going as the Good Witch and the Wicked Witch from the Wizard of Oz, which is what we went as for our very first Freshers' Bop. We're hoping to look far more impressive this time.
Then I have to get up at ten on Saturday to get trained for the calling-up-alumni job. And then there's the end-of-festival party, and then I have to get up at ten again to get trained some more. At the moment my head is all fuzzy and the very idea of this seems extremely complicated and strenuous, and so I think it may actually be time for bed.
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Er du våken? Jeg trenger en språkkonsulent.
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