The Year of Magical Hoping
Jul. 2nd, 2008 10:55 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
I got that job! I received an employment contract through the mail yesterday and I start on the 14th of July. I'm a little nervous from thinking too much about my future co-workers, the organisation and the job itself. I'm tired of moving around; I want to settle with a job that keeps me happy; I hope this is the one. I'm handing in my one-week notice today (one of the perks of being a temp.)
Yesterday evening, Vanessa Redgrave walked past me as I waited for my train at Embankment station. She smiled at the couple with the baby sitting beside me. There's a glow about her, something soothing. Maybe it's the realization in my head that she doesn't think public transport is beneath her, eventhough she's somewhat famous. She was on her way to the National Theatre, I believe, where she's starring in Joan Didion's The Year of Magical Thinking. Would anyone like to go see it with me?
Mile End tube station cracked this morning under the cackle, screams and laughter of a group of teenage girls by the ticket barriers. Their voices kept rising and rising until I couldn't bear it any longer: I grabbed a waterhose from the wall, turned it on and directed the powerful jet at them. The water pressure was so strong that I had to hold my ground. Their clothes got drenched, their slapper faces melted, their bodies were pushed against the soggy posters on the walls. A perfect way to start the day.
Yesterday evening, Vanessa Redgrave walked past me as I waited for my train at Embankment station. She smiled at the couple with the baby sitting beside me. There's a glow about her, something soothing. Maybe it's the realization in my head that she doesn't think public transport is beneath her, eventhough she's somewhat famous. She was on her way to the National Theatre, I believe, where she's starring in Joan Didion's The Year of Magical Thinking. Would anyone like to go see it with me?
Mile End tube station cracked this morning under the cackle, screams and laughter of a group of teenage girls by the ticket barriers. Their voices kept rising and rising until I couldn't bear it any longer: I grabbed a waterhose from the wall, turned it on and directed the powerful jet at them. The water pressure was so strong that I had to hold my ground. Their clothes got drenched, their slapper faces melted, their bodies were pushed against the soggy posters on the walls. A perfect way to start the day.
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on 2008-07-02 10:07 am (UTC)Woo! :)
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on 2008-07-02 10:12 am (UTC)I mean apart from turning waterhoses on teenagers, some kind of more orthodox celebration.
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on 2008-07-02 10:19 am (UTC)What a perfect compliment to tell the Vanessa Redgrave story as well, as an antidote to getting carried away with one's own success. Famous people travelling on public transport is one thing, but to travel by tube to the theatre when you're actually appearing in the peformance? Absolute class.
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on 2008-07-02 12:21 pm (UTC)Your entries always make me think there may be hope for humanity, yet.
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on 2008-07-02 12:29 pm (UTC)on the teenage girls: wow dude you have cajones of steel!!! you can just do that? what happened?
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on 2008-07-02 01:23 pm (UTC)Now I'm at work and it's a little boring.
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on 2008-07-02 01:19 pm (UTC)I might try biking because that will really save me money and time, plus I'll develop the dream calves I've always wanted.
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on 2008-07-02 01:03 pm (UTC)Lemme know about PA today and I will sort tickets.
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on 2008-07-02 01:16 pm (UTC)Thanks for phone offer but mine's alright. xo
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on 2008-07-02 01:45 pm (UTC)also, let's go see joan didion's 'Magical Thinking'. get all gussied up and i'll take you out on the town.
you didn't really spray those girls, did you?
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on 2008-07-02 01:55 pm (UTC)I truly would love to have you and K. here, and to see 'Magical Thinking' together. It would be awesome.
I sprayed those girls with my terrible imagination. :-)
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