Dimetos was weird. I'm going to write it up tomorrow - today I haven't quite had the time. preview of summer ballet at the Royal Opera house, because, you know, I had to feed the monkey, just a little bit.
Today so far has been about being lazy and not getting the house cleaned like I ought to and doing a bit of shopping and having lunch on Upper Tooting Road, because, you know, the Indian food, it's where it's at. In fact, I probably only went shopping because I really wanted to go out to eat. And in a few moments I will get off of the computer at last and maybe do about ten minutes of housework and then head to the Battersea Arts Center to see Punchdrunk's Don John, which I'm really hoping isn't as horrible as the reviews make it out to be. If so, I'll be out the door at intermission and off to rescue my night elsewhere, but none of this will happen until I have one more Oreo, which will be right about now.