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Last night, I went to see Spamalot, which has been written about in a far more eloquent way than I can manage at the moment here, here and in other slightly f'locked places. I agree with a lot of this and don't have much to add, except that I did enjoy it as a musical - in the sense that I really like watching people sing and dance on stage and it reminds me how much I used to love doing it. If I could find somewhere to fulfil my cheesy stage ambitions, that would be, like, totally awesome. Thank you to Dan for organising the whole shebang!

The rest of my week has been spent getting back into the swing of work and trying to use up the masses of holiday I have before the end of the year. I don't know - it's nice to occasionally be at home and do chores and the like for a day, but that's what the weekend's for. I feel it's a bit of a waste of time-off and it just ends up making me lazy. So, new plan is to persuade my boss to let me take it all over to next year and find something productive to do with it. We shall see.

Today has been rather odd and I'm feeling a bit dazed and confused. Thus, time for bed and the optimism and clarity I'm sure a new day will bring.