I finished my review of the Nutcracker at the Leeds Grand. It is not one of my better reviews but I needed to get it out of the way so I could have the brain space to write up Matthew Bourne's Cinderella, which I saw tonight but will not be staying up to review.
I spent my evening hanging with new friend Sophie, and she was a load of common sense, listening to me talk about the stuff that's bothering me and giving me sound advice, which I'll summarize as, "Dance more and wear sparkly jeans." She also said to avoid people who aren't good for my life, spend more time with the people who are, and feel free to focus on short-term happiness to get through the doldrums. It seems good advice. We'll be hanging out more. We're kind of going through some similar stuff but she seems to be ahead of me on the happiness train. I also talked about collaborating with her on some kind of game. Now wouldn't it be cool if that happens?
Also, I like having Pete as a room mate. He really helps keep me from getting utterly flatlined depressed, well, he keeps it from happening as much as it used to.
With that: bedtime.