Yeah… Friday 13.
I probably shouldn’t say it until the day is over *bites nails* but to be honest, the day has been pretty good so far. After all, it was earlier on in the week that I managed to burn myself with flying cottage pie (I haz scab! ^_^) and a little later after that that I discovered something new on my body that I’m really hoping will go away soon. @_@ Don’t worry, its just a spot, but I don’t like it.
Anyway, in so far as ‘bad luck’ goes, the worst so far is that I got slightly wet when I came home from work. The rain caught me as I was coming out of the office. It seems pretty nice now – typically the sun is out again – but I’m none the worse for wear. For all that I tell people I’ll melt in the wet, as luck would have it, I don’t!
So keep you all in the loop yesterday I went to the ‘Fuck The Royal Wedding’ event run by Shortfuse. It was pretty good actually; a slightly late start, but entertaining enough to keep me interested. Cakes too! *nom nom nom nom*
Take a peep at the website for more detailed info, but the theme for this event was pretty much to provide a literary haven for those who were sick to death of the royal wedding hype. I am one of those – notice I haven’t mentioned it much on this blog – but listening to the selection of short stories and poetry about it was really nice. The first reader – Kimberly Redway – was by far my favourite though. Maybe because she seemed so similar to myself; new to the scene, unpublished, breaking out as it were. But her short story ripped seven shades of shit out of Kate (hehee) and was cleanly written to provide the tasteful humour in a suitably fun way. It wasn’t vicious, just light hearted poking at the ‘Prince Capturer.’ Another of the readers, Kathleen Bell, really touched me with her sad and though provoking piece, telling the tale of the funeral for a man alone and unloved on the day of Charles and Di’s wedding. *sniffle* Rob Gee was hilarious though; I’ve never come across him before, though his name seems to appear in lots of different places according to his blurb. He read all his poetry off the top of his head with an energy in his body that made me wonder if he was going to leap off the stage! The whole while with a fabulously cheeky grin and a knowing sort of tease in his voice that had me giggling from the second he started.
So yes… all in all, very much fun! I had myself two very tasty anarchy cakes and then clapped along to The Nukes; a Ukulele orchestra (or should I call them band?) the likes of which I’ve never heard in my life (yes, I am aware the cute little picture is a guitar rather than a ukulele!).
I’m going to do my best to submit a piece of work for the next event – I did give my card over to one of the organisers as my handwriting when I added myself to the mailing list wasn’t the best – and then got to hear, in brief, about the next even planned for June. That event sounds much bigger and with a far broader spectrum, rather than just literature, branching out to include music and visual art too. ^_^ I’m really looking forward to that.
Oh and I haven’t forgotten! I know I said on Sunday that I would put together some photos of my LARP. Well, I am going to finish getting permission for them now – I didn’t take any of them myself – and once I have that, I’ll post them here. I won’t do it in a blog, instead I’ll do them in a Gallery page which I’m slowly constructing to show you the many faces of Ileandra Young. Believe me… there’s loads. :p