Quicky

So I have recovered from what may have been flu, almost ripping my legs off on a 5 mile ski that was way, way too hard from me, and sliding across the ice on my arse while trying to chase Andy on ice skates. That last one was a lot of fun, actually.

I have been busy writing. My time here is coming to an end (Wyoming, not earth I hope). I could just go and take another soul destroying uni job, but I though I should attempt to get somewhere I want to be first (since apparently if you want to get anywhere in life you have to MAKE it happen).. so I have been busy writing scripts.

I submitted 2 short drama scripts to The Play's the Thing and I am about to send the first episode of The Museum to the BBC, so in about 4 months I should have a rejection from them :(. I genuinely think The Museum is funny, I actually managed to churn out a finished script of sufficient length and I have plenty of ideas for the rest of the series. I'm so rarely confident in my own abilities, but I think if Radio 4 don't want to produce The Museum they are all clearly insane, and I may have to come at them like a laser, like a beam (Sorry, that was for Jacqui).

I am working on a website to promote my writing, I'll try and get it up and running soon and post the link here.

On an unrelated note, Andy and I have been engaged a year today. Tempis Fugis or summat. I ordered him a present but I waited until yesterday so I think the chances of it arriving on time are slim. I won't say what it is incase he reads this. Unlikely I know. He is taking me to Denver on sunday to watch Colorado Avalanche. Go Avs! Assuming he is better, he is pretty snotty today. I feel usurped..