Put this post in a shopping bag

One of the things that has annoyed me is finding some form of decent snackage. Something cheap, plentiful, not too detrimental to the health and of course something that doesn't taste like dried dog crap. I have sat next to me an assortment of horrendous Spanish snack food, all of which I've dabbled with... all of which I've hated. Today's attempt was sun flower seeds. How anyone can bork up good ol' sunflower seeds is beyond me... but cook them to buggery and coat them in fat grains of salt, and there you have an classic example of why Spain is in the snack dark ages. Next to the salty, strandy, putrid seeds is my bag of biscuits. Mmm. Well, except that on eating the first one I honestly thought I'd bought dog biscuits by mistake. I guess the fact that they say they were cooked in olive oil should have been an indicator that they weren't going to be a custard cream replacement. They look delicious, they taste like they've been sat in the sun for a week and dusted in... dust. Which they probably have. Earlier I also threw out a bag of cashews too. You may be wondering how they managed to screw up a simple nut, and to be honest, so am I. But they did. The search continues.

I woke up this morning with a cockroach on my hand.
Looking on the bright side, at least I got out of bed quickly.

Yesterday was my first recording session. It was a lot more laid back than ones I'd done before. For starters I think the actor turned up two hours late, and I wasn't even informed. He was really good though, totally had fun with the characters and we got some amazing material. The most important thing is to direct the actor in the right way, get them to not give a toss and just to go a bit crazy with it. My favourite piece of direction from us was "Just imagine you're beating up James Brown".

Was supposed to be going out last night but came home and got so tired I fell asleep by midnight... which is when I was supposed to be meeting people. How very British of me.

Despite the fact that I had my first thunderstorm, it's still incredibly hot and I've been sweating all day without doing anything. It sucks. I'm fed up with sweating. I'm also fed up with stepping in the suspicious brown water that's leaking from one of the bathrooms... near the toilet. Luckily my sock has now dried to the same amount of dampness as the rest of my clothes, a kind of moist perspiriness (is that a word?)... so at least I'm not reminded of it now.

Anyway, I'm going to go back to eating my delicious seeds. If only because it reduces the amount of crap in the bins. They don't have bin bags in this place, we just fill up shopping bags and take them out one at a time... so I'm surrounded by crap that I'm too lazy to walk down the road.

Classy

R