And it’s STARTING

A big fat hangover in your arms and legs clearly not an ideal way to embark on any sort of adventure. But sure aren’t we young, and isnt this it?

My name is Sarah Griffin and I am a kind of writer/proofreader/general participant in the daily magazine for the Fringe Festival this year – Oh! Fringe. And this here is going to be my record of events. Bit of giving out, lots of excitement, lots of going to plays and the like. I figure, why do anything like this if you aren’t going to record it? Also, hangovers and proofreading and the like, along with coffee and ciggies somehow make for a very inspired state of mind. Can’t stop writing – and what better way to channel that than lash it all into a blog and immortalize the experience on the internet (the absolute least poetic of all mediums to write in).

So today, part one, la de da. Presently am listening to the whirring of the sewing machine as more and more issues get put together. Trust me, it looks savage. I don’t even know why you’re not down here right now picking up one for yourself and one for your mammy. It’s very cultural, you know.

The location we’re in is absolutely lovely. We’re down Cow’s Lane, where Cultivate used to be (it is not here anymore, no we don’t have any organic washing powder, sorry about you). Accross from us is this pure georgous bakery, right – this morning on my first cigarette of the day and my first cup of coffee (courtesy of my friend Sabrina who makes a whopper latte down the Meeting House Square market) I sat on the little steps outside and listened to them play Bittersweet Symphony, and made ‘come hither’ eyes at the muffins. There’s custard in them and it’s pretty incredible. Tourists, and arty people kept walking past -it took a lot of strength to not stop every one of them and go, ‘Here, we’re doing a really savage magazine, stall in later and pick one up-’ sure it goes past plugging the thing and into harassment.

My skirt is from Awear and it was 3 euro and it is made of tracksuit bottom material. It may be the greatest thing I have ever purchased in my life. It’s very comforting, through hangovers of all sorts. I feel a little bit like Ariel the Little Mermaid because my hair is very orange.

I am going to go to a play tonight with my very flashy artists pass – there lies the benefit of voluntary work of any sorts, discounted shows and nibbles in different nice little fooderies.

Back to work yo.

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