A rant and a drabble
I've had a real pisser of a day. It's not that I'm pissed off with what happened, more fed up and disappointed.
As I posted yesterday, today I was supposed to be operating the board for the rehearsal with Karine operating spot 1 for the first time and someone covering 2.
Well, that's not what happened.
Despite the fact PVC (the chief LX) said that I could operate without supervision because I have experience (I finished my time on Blood Brothers as the board operator), the Deputy LX decided on the day that I was going to stick with spots because there was no actual cover. That was all right, I suppose. I've only been waiting six months...
We had decided last Friday to take advantage of the rehearsal and Karine was going to operate spot 1 for the purpose of well... learning it. She's worked here almost a month now and knows exactly what is going on with spot 2 and has a good idea of what I do (basically just follow the other character in the scene, not difficult.). I operated spot 2, keeping an eye on 1. (We stand next to each other).
Stage management were aware from the beginning that we had swapped. Come the 'interval' they said "swap back, we're filming for the achieve." Now this is a complete farce, the only cast member in costume was the new mum, they were walking through their dances and titting about (as you do in rehearsal), if you are filming something for the achieve WHY wasn't it 'as show'?
You can understand that this was a bit insulting to the both of us.
To be perfectly honest if I'd have known before hand that I was going to be operating my usual plot for the rehearsal then I might have chosen not to do it. I've been doing the same damn plot for six months and I'm fed with it. There is nothing more painful than having to operate the same plot twice in one day, that's why Karine was going to learn spot 1 so we could swap on matinee days! ARGH!!!!!
Please save me, my brain is oozing out of my ears at an alarming pace.
My co-worker to cheer me up bought me some white tea with cinnamon, and to cheer myself up I bought some new socks. Picture to follow as soon as I remember where I put the battery charger.
Forgot to tape CSI, crap.
'Reichenbach Falls' is on BBC4 next Thurs, is anyone able to record this for me? I can't tape off my freeview :-(
To amuse myself, I indulged in a bit of detective torture.
Title: In Bed with the Great Detective
Rating: 12
Synopsis: Sharing a bed with Sherlock Holmes does have it's downsides.
Sharing a bed with Sherlock Holmes holds many hazards, which readers of my stories will never truly understand.
I have often alluded my friends leanness, but I here I must stress a rarely mentioned aspect of his physicality - he's all points. There are few curves about his body and so to lie next to him can prove to be a tad uncomfortable. An elbow in the wrong place can prove to be most unfortunate. Ever aware of this fact Holmes, I must say, can be particularly creative in in his love making.
This creativity is not what holds the hazards though, oh no. It is simply the act of trying to sleep beside him. Whilst my snoring is somewhat legendary at Baker Street, what is less well known is Holmes's 'restless leg syndrome' and his inability to keep still.
Often during the nights that I am permitted to sleep beside him (for discreteness I'm obliged to return to my room lest my snoring reveal our secret) I find myself kicked, poked and elbowed in the most unsightly places.
It's a wonder either of us manage to sleep!
On this occasion, I found my naked bottom pressed against the cold wall. Holmes's bed sits against the wall and under the window on the far side of the room, so you can very well imagine that finding yourself without cover can be quite irksome. Holmes had fallen asleep some time ago and was currently entangled in the bedding. I suppressed a shiver and untangled the coverlet from the great detective and pulled what little material I had over my naked body carefully avoiding any pointed extremities I might come into contact with.
I settled back against the pillow and wondered if Mrs Hudson being away really was such a good thing. Yes I was able to lie beside my lover, but there were costs. The mornings I awoke covered in bruises Holmes was always most apologetic and I always forgave him, it's not his fault he can't lie still even in sleep.
As I lay there, sleep slowly creeping over my weary body a sudden pain brought me to full consciousness. Like any man who has been suddenly struck below the waist my first instinct was to push my attacker away. This I did a little harshly, but I was in considerable pain.
Holmes hit the floor with a loud BUMP, taking with him the coverlet and leaving me exposed and in pain. He sat on the floor for a moment, not quite awake and yet aware that his naked body had just made contact with a particularly hard wooden floor. Blinking slightly, he pulled the covers around him and knelt on the bed.
"Watson?" He asked sleepily. Curled in my foetal position I ignored his puzzlement. I felt his hand upon my back as he leaned over me.
"Ah." He simply said. "My dear fellow, a thousand apologies." He moved closer to me, pulling the covers over our bodies.
It is fortunate that he is incredibly ticklish for I was soon able to have my revenge.
Apparently scrotum is the new dirty word...
Also, Mac users are lax about security. I have to say my only contact with a mac is at work, it seems a nice little system. The current advertising campaign does amuse me, but as a PC gamer I have to ask: If mac = fun, and PC = work... why are the majority of games released first on PC and then much much later (or never at all) on mac? Yes I know, more people have a PC etc... but... you do have to wonder. Don't get me wrong, I quite like the mac... not enough to want one but it's a nice little system.