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September 19, 2006



Lol :) it just swamps you when these happen heh... especially when you depend on public transport :/


you need a time-travel mechanism... and hopefully a very understanding director :)


Maressa, it never rains... luckily I had Michael providing transport (good) but had loads of traffic at 6pm between Zebbug and Valletta (bad).

G, haven't been able to build a working time machine yet, but I do have the very understanding director :-) Quite a bit of the play is monologues, so whenever people can't make it there's always those to work on *whew*


Ah... welcome to my life hehehe! It will get a bit better once you are driving as you won't have to rely on buses/other people (no matter how lovely!) so much.

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