born for the stage
Off to see Susan acting her little socks off in Hired Man tonight. We have strict instructions to cheer really loudly for her, as we didn't last time and she was cross. Me and Vic bought her a rather quaint thespian mug for luck, which she received in a v. melodramatic way (ie. Oooooh! Daaaaahhlings!). We were debating whether to get it or not for a while as we found ourselves drifting towards Millies:
F: Wow lets get that mug for Sooz!
V: OMG yeah
F: (has rapid change of heart) Actually, shall we?
V: Dunno what do you think?
F: (stupidly. pulls bintish face) Dunno. 'S Up to you.
V: (slightly bewildered) Well, shall we?
*buys cookies*
F: Yeah lets get the mug
My indecisionness is appalling. Today I couldn't even decide whether to get a lift to the theater or not. That's how bad it is.
ONE EXAM LEFT! WOO! Statistics today was ok, but I was in a dream like state for most of it. Can't do pure 2 for cookies. Doom is imminent.
"Just off to Threshers to do the weekly shop!"