saint

Its been a while...

Well, time to get this show on the road - its been far too long...

As you can all see, the journal in its current form is only temporary as I'm looking to do a complete site redesign. (In fact, once you take out the usual slackness associated with me, the lack of journal for quite some time has been linked to this desire to redesign, combined with a lack of motivation for making the effort to do so... watch this space...)

So why now the motivation? Recently I had the first-time experience of actually being vaguely embarrassed due to my site not containing a journal. Weird, I know, but an experience nonetheless. And one that has pushed me towards getting off my lazy arse and doing something about it. (Its not as if I can really blame thesis writing on the site delays - the writer's block continues and the fear of the deadline has yet to grow sufficiently strong to combat this.) Also, we keep having damn good superhappyfuntimes each week - so I feel the need to have somewhere to tell others of this fun (tm), especially as our list of others is becoming more and more globally distributed. No longer are our blogs simply a way of reminding each other where we all were and what we all did on the weekend. Although that does serve a helpful function at times...

So, a regular(ish - don't quote me on it) blog will begin again, and the site will be all prettied up at some stage in the near future. Huzzah (as Jeff kept saying the other night).

The other night? The other night (being Thursday) saw Ben and myself as the TBALC representatives at the Hoo House for the Threesome afterparty. A jolly good time was had by all, and muchos muchos grande compliments go out to all involved for putting on four rather good plays - props especially to Scott and Jessie's play about poets, and Lisa's play about, um, chairs or something (Dan Allan deserves a special mention for his role in this latter production - fantastic). Ben once again played the surly comic relief in the final play of the evening, inducing many a laugh while piling up corpses behind the couch. The award for Best Afterparty Performance definitely goes to Abbie's portrayal of a garbage disposal unit, complete with discussions regarding motivation and other drama-type talk.

Other recent events have been covered well in such places as here and here, although not as yet, I note, here. They were good.

So, onwards and upwards, I say. Summer's acomin', and I think its going to be a damn good one, with many travellers back in the city and much alcohol to be drunk, songs to be sung and fun to be had by all. On that note, I should say (in a journal, like) bon voyage to Teena and Dan and Lis, who have all recently departed to foreign parts to hang with foreign types. Lis has promised to tell every American she meets up with "Charlie says hello". I don't know how long she can keep it up, but I definitely think a Cult of Charlie ("Who is Charlie?") springing up in States would be a fantastic gift from TBALC to the world. Well, better than our current "gifts" (and I'm using that in the loosest sense of the word).

Right, off to find a party somewhere between Darfield and Hororata. Hmmm.

Posted by saint at September 13, 2003 03:11 PM