*yawns*

[clo_again]

Well the play was fantastic. It was Ten Tiny Fingers, Nine Tiny Toes by Sue Townsend, about a totalitarian future where people are all separated into classes, from one to five, and only the upper classes are allowed to do things like have kids and live in towns and so on. The actors were fantastic, and the play itself had hints of 1984 - it was quite sad and a little spooky, to think of all the segrated classes, with certain classes only allowed to go on holiday to certain places and so on. It was more serious than I was expecting actually, but it didn't make it any less good.

I feel intellectual now. :) Which is good since I'm exhausted and don't think I could manage to accomplish anything else tonight. Muses are begging for attention but I know I'll write better if I sleep tonight then get up and go swimming in the morning to wake myself up, probably properly for the first time all week. I feel like I've actually worked and accomplished things this week, so I'm going to have a relaxing weekend finishing the calendar pictures and writing fic. It's nice that my muses finally decided to show up again... now I just wish they'd wait for me to get some sleep before trying to make me work. ^__^ I have various things planned to write over the next few weeks, so I'm putting my foot down and saying no more plotbunnies until Easter. I'll see how long I stick to that.

I'm off to actually get more than five hours sleep, for I think the first time this week. Yay! Goodnight!

Clo

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Sleep well sweetie!