Do you remember the first time?

After feelings of trepidation and ennui beforehand, last night's show turned out to be great, even without me rehearsing properly. All the evening before I went on stage I had a nervous tingling in my body, like my last night performing at the club was just like the first time I ever performed. It's sort of good to be nervous, it reminds you that you care.

Reasons to be cheerful

I may have been up until 2 in the morning trying to fix my computer and recover 4 years of potentially lost work, only to find that it was all because there was an errant DVD of The Calamari Wrestler inserted in the drive, but there's still tiny, tiny cupcakes!