Intellect and the Theatre

Well, as I mentioned, Dublin Tourism coughed up with some free tickets to shows in the Theatre Festival.

I was surprised at first that the Theatre Festival is so hot on the heels of the Fringe Festival which ended, like, a week ago. But as there seems to be basically one festival after another, great!

Ordinarily, I probably wouldn't be able to come up with the funds to go to more than one show, so I was absolutely thrilled to get tickets to three. Only thing is, there's just ONE ticket, so I have to go on my own. I was a little nervous last night going to the Abbey which is apparently the most "intellectual" of the large theatres in Dublin. But actually, it doesn't matter, being on your own. After all, you don't go to the theatre to talk to your friends. I saw Tales of Ballycumber, which was suitably gloomy and very clever, so good job, guys! I came straight home afterwards, because I draw the line at going to bars by myself and, anyway, funds are a bit low.

I found Bepe in a thoughtful mood and thankfully without his girlfriend. We opened a bottle of wine and he told me that he wasn't sure how things were going with her. I was like, "Dude, she cheated on you. Do you ever think you'll trust her again?" and he looked miserable and said kinda pathetically that she was the first girl he'd ever loved.

Bepe's 21 or something. 22 maybe? Anyway, hardly over the hill. I managed not to butt in too much coz it's hardly my business but frankly I think he should ditch her and not just because of the dividends that would come my way in the form of no more tiny bits of lingerie hanging about drying on my towel rack. I don't like having her around: girl is seriously nasty.

So I was talking to one of my tutors about bits n pieces and he said considering I'm a literature major and considering that I've been swimming at the forty-foot and am staying in Dublin, I should really try to get more into James Joyce. I've only read bits. I like them but the whole of Ulysses is a daunting proposition. I'm thinking maybe I can just get a bunch of lit postgrads together, we'll all go to the museum and then just say we've read the book. What do you think?