go to sleep
i am so tired. but its a soft and satisfying sort of ache that gently hums through me, coaxing me to sleep but praising me for making it through the day. i'm writing this from the comfort of my bed in my new room in my new flat - only my bed is made up of a borrowed sleeping bag and a tiny cushion as i've yet to procure a blanket or pillows of my own, and my sheets still need to be washed before i'll use them. but its quite nice nonetheless.

today was huge. i only got to bed 5am the night before after a long night of packing and procrastinating, and was out of bed 3 hours later to bathe and await my factory friends' arrivals. our compliment was smaller than originally expected, but we picked up a spare with a girl named laura who i met doing the joseph fiennes press night, so in the end we had our two actors, caz on continuity and sound, and myself directing - the bare bones, but just enough to get the job done, and that's just what we did. after a slow start we got the ball rolling and let its momentum carry us to our wrap clap at just after 3pm. then i moved flats, courtesy of my new flatmate matthew and his little red car, then hoofed it to matt hart's where the two of us cut until 10pm, which we had set as our deadline and met with some sense of satisfaction for the job we had done. it'll be intersting to see the rest of the group's reaction to it when they see it. its quite rough around the edges, but that's to be expected for a first time out - or for a second or third or who knows how many, really. i just know i had a great time and can't wait to do it again.

i'm doing john's celler man job at the donmar this week while he's in the states biblically knowing his girlfriend. its only like an hour each day. i just hope i remember to go!

i should really get some sleep now. i hope the cat doesn't try and feed me its tail in my sleep. you know, cuz i'm alergic to cats... and their tails.