I need another weekend.

OHHHHHH dear. Argh at the past 2 days.
Pretty nice end to the Friday; before I knew it I glanced down at my clock to find it was midnght. Isn't it so scary when that happens?!?! Why does time insist on running away with itself?!

The Taylor household then awoke on Saturday morning to find no power was available.
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
Well, it wasn't all bad, I just went back to sleep at first.
But it still wasn't on at lunch. Hmph.
"Oh well," I thought, "it won't matter that much since I'm off out now, it'll be on later."

So off I went to Northampton, to see all my distant dramatical insane fellow lunatics, and woahhhh have I missed them :) Strange to think every Saturday for 5 years I took the route down there to indulge in 3 hours of insanity, music, and maybe some drama. I LOVE the people, and the shows we did were awesome, but by July I knew I'd never cope this year (and in some ways I'm glad I did leave, the spare time feels great :P) and sadly left, at the same time my Dad left his job at the music service.
Twas a sad time. But we went out with a bang doing The Last 5 Years :D (EEEEK!)
It felt so strange, I haven't been there in at least 6 months, but it felt like I'd never even been away. Some great catch ups, even when meeting people crossing the other way over zebra crossings.
One of my best friends there was talking about her drama school auditions - BSA (coincidentally she knows Ashley Tucker, weird or what?!?!), LAMDA, Mountview, Arts Ed, and RADA that very morning. It's weird thinking that you could take something you love like theatre and go and study it and make a life of it. If I had the guts, it's what I'd do.

I'm waffling here.

Got a front row seat at the dress rehearsal watching the different groups there now. Shame the standard of drama has descended terrifyingly, but oh well.
No musical either. PAH.
But to see Shakespeare recited by people in surf shorts and in front of comical moving flowers was rather incredible.
And a great line in a Macbeth thingy - something about how Lady M should've used Persil to get that damned spot out. HAHAHAHA.

So I spent the afternoon there with my Dad (who wasn't looking forward to seeing his old boss and his old office and all his collegues), and I also went and blew some cash on a GORGEOUS new bass (and the best thing is, I get paid for my old one by my own father :D :D :D) in this amazing little Bohemian music shop.
I even persuaded my Dad to pop into Costa where I once more sampled the delights of a gingerbread latte. Ahhh.

So, everything was wonderful. Or not.

Got back to find the power was still off, and the house was freeeeeeezing. The electricity board were completely useless in explaining anything too.
To cut a long, boring story short, we ended up staying the night at my Grandma's, which was certainly a lot warmer.
But I had to share a room with her.
She is the LOUDEST sleeper on this planet, and as a result, I didn't get any sleep AT ALL.

So now I'm very tired.

The power didn't come back on till 10:30am this morning. PAH! And it took ages for any heat to get in :S

Still, I revised, and finally got my new bass out and stuff.
(Revision = biology exam tomorrow = GULP)

This weekend's lack of power has certainly made me appreciate all the little things I take for granted. That, and seeing all the people affected by the earthquake made me realise just how lucky we are, however difficult we think our problems might be. So I'm going to make a donation at some point, every little helps.

TV night tonight, I've finally caught up with last week's Glee episode, and Lark Rise is on in 7 minutes, what a mix :P

BUT, the worst thing?!?! My first legal weekend (*cough cough* NOT like that) and I can't even go out and buy my first lottery ticket!
I MIGHT'VE WON LIKE, A BILLION POUNDS OR SOMETHING?!?!?!?!?!

I'm expecting an amazing week to make up for all this.