5 Bizarre things that Boudicca has done this week:

1. Had to turn down a date with a friend to tidy the house due to letting agent coming aroung to 'check' (boring!)
2. Went to see Bombay Dreams(which I actually really enjoyed - costumes, fit men...what more do you want from a musical?)
3. Introduced to a lovely gay bar around the corner from us (not weird in itself but the evening was an odd one)
4. Joined Dating Direct (??? - this did lead to me having my photo taken by Richard with him shouting "pout" "look sexy" etc!!!)
5. Went to see Roots Manuva at Plastic People - the rudest crowd ever. We actually got elbowed and kicked by the queue going in...and then Roots Manuva did the shortest set. Boring. But we (Jess, Dave and I) got to walk home via the Beigel shop at 155 Brick Lane - hurrah!!!

This weekend will be full of fun too: Ten and Iain's tonight, Grandad's 80th birthday on Saturday, Michael's for dinner on Sunday - all of which must be done on less than £20 (GO BOO, GO BOO, GO BOO).

The Dante's Inferno Test has sent you to the First Level of Hell - Limbo!
Here is how you matched up against all the levels:

Level	Score
Purgatory (Repenting Believers)	Very Low
Level 1 - Limbo (Virtuous Non-Believers)	Very High
Level 2 (Lustful)	Low
Level 3 (Gluttonous)	Low
Level 4 (Prodigal and Avaricious)	Low
Level 5 (Wrathful and Gloomy)	Low
Level 6 - The City of Dis (Heretics)	High
Level 7 (Violent)	Low
Level 8- the Malebolge (Fraudulent, Malicious, Panderers)	Low
Level 9 - Cocytus (Treacherous)	Moderate

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But...I thought I was evil, you said I was evil!!!

Just checked bank balance...can't stop hyperventilating *breathe*, *breathe*. How the buggeration did that happen? I haven't even paid all my bills this month yet and I have 4 weeks until I get paid again...

Oh well, I'll just go out with a tenner to spend tonight (wild times here I come!) and go to visit the parentage for the weekend and spend what little I have left...aarrrrggghhhh!!! No more fun for me this month...

Well, well, well it has been a strange week...very end of an era/beginning of something big feeling (perhaps related to the solstice???). Very busy at work, board meeting on Wednesday that I literally had to run out of to get to The Libs gig at the Forum. It was a good gig, but you could feel Pete missing from the stage...). We (Lorna, Carla, Jess and Courtney) left early to get to Candy Box before they charge loads to get in. We got to Propaganda on Wardor Street to find that due to a throat slashing 'incident' the previous night Candy Box would be taking place upstairs...it was all going quite well until Courtney had to buy 10 drinks to be able to use his card...madness ensued. The sort of madness that leads to mates having shouting matches, ignoring each other, almost 'proper' fighting, a 'proper' fight happening between one of you and someone else in the club, Courtney getting kicked out, making a fucking fool of himself outside by shouting at anyone who would listen and me (as per fucking usual) being the one to pull him off and take him home.

Jess was cool though and brought me back Brick Lane bagels to cheer me up!

Thursday was really busy at work (5pm deadline for copy for a programme...). Lots of rushing about, get home to a bomb site mess, get in a bad mood, get in a good mood, go out to meet Jess from work. We end up talking Shaz and FuFu into coming out to the last Smash and Grab (for a while). Lorna turns up when we're already in there getting very drunk...

While at Smash and Grab, odd things happened...one of the IR London board members almost smiled at me (for a moment - it didn't last long), we annoyed lots of people by playing with our 'hand creatures'...y'know when your hand has a personality of its own - it's perfectly normal mate, try it, really good fun ;)

Lots of other odd things happened too but a little too weird to go into today...

Tonight my cunning plan is to stay on my 'sofa' (I use the term very loosely - those of you who have been to the squat will know why!) with Richie-poos and surf the net looking for hot men to date (Dating Direct is a new passion in our house!), eating nice dinner and watching shit telly.

Tomorrow, Chris K is having a house party with camping in his garden so we should really test the tents too (our Glasto replacement). Parties with all the gang tend to be wild so I'm really looking forward to it! Hurrah, hurrah!!!

And as I won't be online tomorrow - Happy Summer Solstice for tomorrow, Blessed Be!

Bouxxxx

Y'know when you're so excited about going out that you have a fizzy tummy? Well, I've got that today...I did go out clubbing on Wednesday but I had to leave early due to a) tiredness b) lack of funds to buy £1 whiskey(!) and c) not being able to bring myself to fancy any of the 'feathercut boys' (who are all tres ugly and rude and who would want a man like that? - even for one night). So I'm gonna go mental tonight.

I gotta celebrate too - I am now a PA to my Excutive Director and Artistic Director! Hurrah, hurrah, hurrah.

Possibly Hamstead Heath tomorrow too (hangovers permitting!)

All in all I had a fun weekend, although not all of it went to plan!

Richie and I met Harriette in the Retro Bar (and it turns out that Harriette and I have been friends for over 4 years, which is odd seeing as we met at a poetry gig - Patrick Jones (he of the famous Nick Wire MSP bro fame) and kinda just clicked, now we email and meet up ever so often esp. at Manics themed events!). We had a few bevies and then went onto Popstarz. Now, I haven't been to Popstarz in ages (I used to go a lot when I was just 18/19 - 7/8 years ago!!!) but I always enjoy it. People there are literally there for a good time but for some reason (possibly the Skin PA???) it seemed full of twats (this is an ongoing theme of mine - maybe it's just me getting old?). Anyway, we met Darian who I haven't seen in ages...Courtney and his/her crowd were there (and that last time I saw them it was at a second world was murder mystery dinner party - David looked tres different without his Nazi gear on!). So, we had lots of fun anyhow!

Lazy weekend was maximised by Courtney popping around for an hour or two (and staying for two days!). We watched The Others and drank wine and iced coffee and played trivia games on Saturday, and then Damaris came around on Sunday and joined in! Damaris and I tried to go to a mates gig on Sunday evening but missed the train and ended up staying in and watching MonkeyBone (with Brendan Frazer - ummmm!).

Monday at work was the first day of rehearsals for our new prod of Pericles so lots of back and forth from office to rehearsal space!

Tuesday morning I awoke to my ladies coming back from Turkey - hurrah! They had a lovely time and have come back very brown indeed (however, mine and Richies presents were left in Turkey - whoops!). There are no good clubs in Turkey so we're out tonight, possibly tomorrow and defiantly Friday (finances are tight but I'm we can get in free/tres cheap to the nights and vodka will only be a £1/£1.50 each...).

Here's to noisy housemates! The house feels extra lovely now the ladies are home!!!

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Had the lovely, divine Chris K around for dinner last night (pasta with roasted garlic, thyme, goats cheese and vegan pesto plus salad with basil tofu and roasted pine nuts - uummmhhh yummy!). It was really wonderful evening, we ate in the garden and chatted about live, love and close friends. We also agreed that our circle of friends really needs to start working damn hard at keeping in touch (so hopefully bbqs and the such will manifest tres soon!).

Apart from that, my life is very work based at the moment (rehearsal for our new production start on Monday) but I did see the film Secretary last week and ever since I have literally been obsessed with James Spader, be still my beating heart!

one good thing though, the Jack White being at our club was an evil lie (which, on the negative, means I will no longer trust anything that Chris says again but that's his loss)

So, this weekend was fucking stupid. It started ok, Saturday morning telly, nice bath, getting ready to go out, when I suddenly realise that I don't have Darian's house details on me as I'd left them at work...so, I go to ring him but my phone still isn't working, therefore no numbers are forthcoming...*thinks* must have Darian's number somewhere. Proceed to place everything I own into the middle of my room looking for my telephone book. *thinks* fuck this, I'll ring Virgin and find out what's wrong with my phone. Turns out that although they do have equipment down in my area, it is my fault for having an old phone that is not automatically looking elsewhere for a reception (to be fair I would love a new phone but I barely have enough money for bills/food/life let alone £100 plus for a new bastard phone!!!). So it is now 5pm and I am in a very, very bad mood...all dressed up with nowhere to go...so I stay in and rearrange furniture....(always a good anti-stress tool!).

My best mate from school is also in London but what with my phone not working and me not having found my goddamn address book, I don't get to see her either...

Then on Sunday Jess falls through the door in the morning to find me cooking apple crumble (at 10am). She proceeds to call me "mum" for the rest of the day!

So we watch Candyman 2 and drink too much beer and have dinner cooked by the lovely Lorna (which Jess throws on the floor - oooppps!). Jess and I watch the Up In Smoke tour video (Eminem, Dr. Dre, Ice Cube and Snoop Doggy Dog) and surprisingly the other housemates leave the room...

To make my life worse - Jess, Lorna, Carla and Hels are going to Turkey this afternoon. For a week. Without me (due to lack of funds and the fact we have rehearsals starting next Monday...).

Aaarrrggghhhhh.

*sobs*

AND THEN a bill comes this morning threatening to cut off the electric. I ring to check that the payments had gone through. Mine hadn't. I thought that I was doing really well on the money front but now it turns out that I have £90 more than I should have in my account. Which means I have minus, minus, minus to live on till next pay day (which is only 2 1/2 weeks away). It's fine *hyperventilating* no, it's fine.

For some reason I woke up this morning in the worst mood, it maybe because I have a bad sinus cold and sore throat...maybe because we've all lost our deposit on the house...maybe because we have to all move as soon as possible. Fuckin' hell I'm sick of being skint and scraping by (well last month it wasn't so much scraping by as being very, very hungry too!)...my life does have its positives - I have great mates, we always have a good time when we go out but it's soooo boring not being able to buy cds, new clothes, um food. I really thought that when I started a "real" job (after, it has to be said fucking about for years...but I finally knuckled down and went to uni - just as my school friends were graduating!) that things might get easier...that I wouldn't have to eat those cheap flavoured noodles for lunch anymore...that pasta and rice wouldn't be the main stay of my diet...that I might be able to go to a pub and buy a few rounds for my mates.

Actually, shut up, you self indulgent bitch - you have an amazing life which you manage to do on the cheap....jesus...blah...blah...blah.

Having thought about this, I think the mood is to do with the supremely crap, cop out ending to Angel Season 4 that I saw last night. What a pile of shite.

Whoop! - go sign this petition to keep the tubes open later (courtesy of Darian)

His Girl Friday was really good fun last night. I love the film, so seeing the stage show was a treat. I went with Cardboard Citizens Young Actors Company as part of the Playmates promotion. It was an amazing chance for our young people to actually get to talk to cast and crew after the show - very inspirational for them (plus free beer!).

Update on awful Thursday night last week - this has been made ever the more awful by the fact that Jack White from The glorious White Stripes went to our regular club 'Smash and Grab'...so upset...and I had to tell Lorna and Jess this morning...don't ever want to talk about it ever again...bad, bad, bad.

So, after a shit Thursday night (and upsetting Chris by not going to Smash and Grab) we had to miss Bedrock on Friday too 'cos Lorna and I had to get up at 7am to get to the Download Festival. We were working on the Vodka Jelly and Herbal High tents. It was the hottest weekend ever...and I have actually, wait for it friends and neighbours GOT A TAN!!!!

I only went to see a few of the bands (through choice!). Amen were fun, their music isn't great but I happen to be in love with Casey Chaos and he didn't let me down at all - throwing himself around the floor, hitting himself with the mic, climbing the rig and throwing himself off...fuck I LOVE HIM SO MUCH...then we went to see Marilyn Manson, who I love too but the show was odd, actually no scrap that, the audience was odd. Iron Maiden were on afterwards which might have explained some of the atmosphere (they don't exactly have the same fan base now do they?). The new look is amazing, and some brilliant costumes - the opening song with two drummers with Marilyn masks on looked fantastic, two dancers who came on later...but no reaction from the crowd at all...I was the only one excited in any way.

We had a fun evening in the stalls taking Poke (coke substitute) and drinking copious amounts of vodka (a birthday pressie for Lorna from Rich the lovely guy who runs the stalls), the next day was pretty uneventful music wise and stall wise but I kinda had fun anyway. Most of the group working was pretty cool and good fun and we had the chance to chat to people buying from us (mainly about getting wankered!). All in all a lovely weekend, until Lorna and I went to get a train. We left early, managed to get the coach to the train station pretty sharpish but wanted something to eat. Loughborough doesn't have anything like a restaurant or a cafe to sit down in (being fair it was Sunday evening). We did find an Indian Take Away (who wouldn't let us eat there even though it had started raining really badly) so we walked back up to the station. We sat in the station eating away (mind you, when you live near Brick Lane nothing outside London seems to compare - except Bradford). Then it turns out that lightening had struck...so we were delayed...and tired...and hot...and thirsty. Lorna even saw my grouchy, tired boo self (poor Lornie!).

Got home eventually though. Then I had to get up early for work...(a new Forum training week and a meeting at the RSC about our joint production of Pericles - all very exciting). Am now about to go out to the National for 'His Girl Friday' with our youth theatre and home to bed. But then of course up again early and then to Chris' for an Angel session - very excited about that one!

Well, last night was shit...me, Jess, Lornie and Hels went to see 2 Many DJ's at Rhythm Factory. Y'know, we thought that we'd try somewhere local to us...we all like 2 Many DJ's/Soulwax...we had been there for less than a min when I got body slammed by a fucking annoying, self obsessed, yellow hatted fucking freak!!!!! *ok, calm, breathe* It's fine I'm here to have fun, I'm sure everyone else is too. Oh, wait, no they're not, they're here to show off their new hairdos (or should that be don'ts) - designer t-shirts (or topshop designer in some cases) - people are here to be SEEN, to get their picture in the latest issue of THE FACE. AND, AND they're all acting like cunts...fucking body slamming central...twats...Jess knocked over someone’s drink while being body slammed by another twat and so, in the way you do, gave the guy a bottle she'd just bought...AND THEN he had the fucking audacity to fucking take the piss out of her...CUNTS, CUNTS, CUNTS the lot of them...a perfectly nice idea of a club ruined by the fashionista wankers that go there.....thanks for a fucking great night, YOU CUNTS!

Oh yay, one good thing, 2 Many DJ's did a fucking amazing mix of the White Stripes...which rocked.

Saturday 10th May

Weird evening all in all, Jess and I went to ‘Scope where we bumped into an ‘ex’ (and I use the term lightly!) of Jess’. He had given me a nose bleed within 10 mins of talking to us, acted very drunk indeed, kept asking us if we thought his new haircut made him look gay (which it did…).

We then moved to the dance floor, chatted to Herb for a while, actually got smiled at by a polite young man (so hard to find in indie clubs…), danced like wankers to The Datsun’s (hurrah, what fun!).

The end of the club didn’t however end our fun. Me and a few mates have been lurkers on a message board on irlondon. Chris thought that it was about time we met a few of the boarders….Glory Boy and MJ to be precise…who we had noticed earlier in the evening shouting “pin drop!” at passers by (which is kinda about when you tell a bad joke and in the silence afterwards you can hear a pin drop…). They offered to give me and Jess a lift back (we accepted and then told them that we lived in a completely different area of London!).

MJ proceeded to call Jess the Beast Master all the way home….a strange end to a strange evening….

Monday 12th

I will sort my life out, I will sort my life out…..

Lib card, leisure card,

I have sorted my life out…sorta

Wednesday 14th

Nice, understated evening out with the lovely Chris Eaton. Comedy, good conversation, oh yes and alcohol.

Thursday 15th

Ok, we started the evening with tequila. Then Jess and I went to see Electric 6 – who, it has to be said, would just be a plain pub rock band without the glory of man that is Dick Valentine! He is literally sex in a suit (think a glorious mix of Brian Ferry and John Cleese – actually that sounds awful but honest he is great!!!)

Jess and I both felt that we needed a bottle of beer to walk from the Astoria (TCR tube) to Smash and Grab (OC tube) so unsurprisingly we were both horribly drunk all evening.


Friday 16th

Hungover to the MAXXXX….blurg…but the boss is having his b/day so we buy Cava and bagels and binge all morning.

Stay in – how boring – but what’s this?…The Vines on Later with Jools Holland…good god I love Craig so much….this leads to bad impressions of Craig being done for the rest of the month….

Saturday 17th

Richie poos moved in today….hurrah!

Tuesday 20th

Lucy’s leaving do (done in style at the Stock pot with lots of wine). Very sad. I’ve only just got to know Luc and now she moves to New Zealand….

Wednesday 21st

Today we all find out that not only have we lost our deposits due to letting agent nastiness but we also have to move out in 6 months. Very depressed indeed…

Thursday 22nd

Got a telephone call today…a close friend of the family died on Monday. Just had his 40th birthday. Heart attack out of the blue.


Saturday 24th

Working Homelands guest bar. Only get to watch De La Soul and The Streets (who fucking outrock so many bands I’ve seen recently). After our shift Jess and I join Hels and Lornie who are working on the vodka jelly and herbal high stalls and proceed to eat/drink them out of any profits.

Sunday 25th

6am – getting coach back into London, grinding teeth, listening to White Stripes and The Libertines on the headphones, and wishing for a bed….

6pm – Lorna, Jess and I all under duvets on the floor watching shit films and groaning loudly….I feeel soooooo bbbbbaaaddddd….

Monday 26th

Alwyn’s funeral – I’ll update later.

Wednesday 28th

Lornie birthday – we all go to Candy Box but I leave early (well, 1.45am) ‘cos I’m still feeling down and out ill and run down. I get woken up by Little Chris at 4.30am ringing me to tell me that he saw a girl get hit in the street, that he didn’t get off with the girl that my mates will tell me that he did, he then got in a really bad mood just because I’m going to a different club night tomorrow (a one off too, I’ll be back in his bloody clubs for the rest of my life after tonight

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I will be updating soon - I promise!!!

and...and...I eating real nice food - hurrah!

I am currently in Hastings having a week off work...I feel wrecked. I have no idea why but a certain young lady does! . OH DEAR!!!

We apart from the Saturday/Sunday madness we all went out on Thursday to Smash and Grab (SMASH IT!). Courtney, once again in full drag - looking fantastic (but who did actually get too drunk and elbow me in the head causing minor concussion - bless 'im!). My ladies were looking good too...50's retro housewife is the look of the season, pearls out ladies! We got tres drunk and I felt awful the next day at work. So awful in fact that Jess and I stayed in on Friday (after much discussion, Magic 8 Ball consulting - which it has to be said was no help at all).

Today was the Green Man Festival in Hastings, lots of morris dancers, drummers, groovy costumes and bikers about. The parade through the town was really good fun - loads of noise and general pagan May Day celebration nonsense. Then we went to look at the motorbikes - lusting over bikes (and it has to be said some of the bikers too) was great fun. Then back to the parentage where I fell asleep (still knackered now!). Then I woke up watched bad Bank Holiday movies, a fantastic Twelfth Night adaptation and the 100 greatest movie stars (which mainly consisted of me lusting rather loudly over Chris Walken - I LOVE THAT MAN! and quoting word for word loads of the clips that were played, then Dad and I replayed Taxi Driver "You looking at me?" scene which shit accents). All in all a fun day!