A brush with celebrity

Today I set my alarm for 9am - and as-per-usual, closed my eyes for what seemed like a split second, but turned out to be a couple of hours! So finally, I was out of bed by 11.10am. I'm currently in all-too-familiar territory, i.e. struggling to get out of bed early in the morning. It's kind of hard to explain, but I am a very deep sleeper, and despite going to bed at 12am and waking at 9am (9 hours sleep is more than enough for any regular human being), I just didn't have it in me to force myself from my pit. I blame this extreme lethargicness on A) not having anything to get up for and B) enjoying my dreams so much! Ideally I would like to sleep for no more than 8 hours a night and to get up early most mornings!

Anyway, enough of that. I was in the Oranmor earlier (pub; converted church at corner of Byres Rd and Great Western Rd), with my dad and my sister for "A Pie, a Pint and a Play", which for about £10 is exactly what is says on the tin. The play was by William McIlvanney, one of Scotland's best writers (who was trying his hand at writing a play for the first time). After the play, we met McIlvanney at the bar, and he bought us all a drink. He's a very clever, witty guy and we were chatting about various things. I thought that was pretty cool.

Anyway, my plans for the rest of the day? I'll be fuked if I know.