Happy New Years!
Well what have I got up to? Last week I went shopping with Jo for an overcoat. Eventually found one, though not until I was on my own the next day. We were looking at some Armani etc ones that cost 500 pounds a piece! I'm not about to spend a weeks wage on an overcoat.
I also got a new wallet and some books (including Bertrand Russell's History of Western Philosophy, which I've been meaning to get for some time).
All told I spent more money than I should, but why would I want to break the trend?
Then Friday I went down to Keith and Annes for lunch and met up with Aynur, Ant and co as well. I had to rush off at 3, but it was really nice. I found out that A&A&Co all live at the end of the northern line; a lot easier to get to than I thought (easier than Keith and Annes really...) so I will go and visit them soon.
I had to rush off so I could get food to cook at Jo's bosses; he wasn't up to anything so Jo suggested that we all get together for a NYE dinner, that I cook :) I wasn't nervous really, but when Anne pointed out taht I would be cooking dinner for Jo's _Boss_ I did have a minor heart palpitation.
Anyway, it all went well. The food was a little plain (I needed to mix the melted cheese into the pasta a bit better before covering in the parmesan/breadcrumb topping) and I got a little tiddly (and was therefore a little louder, more effusive and opinionated than usual which didn't seem to go to badly except when I voiced my dislike of ballet...)
We rushed from there when we discovered it was after 10:30 (time flies...) and headed over to 'pacha' at victoria rail station for Groove Armada. We lined up, nervoud we might get stuck in the lineup for the countdown, but made it to the front only to find we were in the wrong line (we were in the one for people who already had their tickets, whereas we had to pick ours up).
So we ran around to the other line and felt even more trepidatious as the clock counted down, but somehow we made it in, though not enough time to drop our coats off before finding Fiona and Mo' to celebrate the ticking over.
We then danced until 6 or so, though I was getting pretty tired by then. I think Jo and I were the only ones without any 'extra stimulation' to keep us going. Jo and I danced a bit until she found a guy called kneel, I mean Neil. So I went and danced with Mo and co which was pretty good, except that one girl was making eyes at me (or was it just all the speed?) and I wasn't really interested in that at all - you know me, I need to meet and talk with someone before I'm ready for anything else... (mind you, this doesn't stop me from getting depressed about the fact, wish I could just jump in)
We went to collect our coats a little early to9 find that I'd managed to lose 1 (not both) of them! Fortunately the woman in the collection booth was very accomodating, and believed us when we described the number of the ticket, the initials written on it (TV) and the coat itself. Very happy we didn't find someone else had used the ticket earlier....
Struggled home, and then found that I still had Jo's keys, so I rushed over to her place and gave them to her and rushed home.
Fell into bed and woke up at what I thought was 1:15, had a shower, breakfast, read a bit, and discovered that it was only 12:45 - I must have misread 11:15 (under 4 hours sleep). I was awake by then so I thought, stuff it, I'll just stay up now. So I did.
I discovered one 'war wound'; my right arm is completely cramped (even as I write this on Sunday afternoon) and doesn't want to get better. I guess my exuberant dance style wrenched it a bit after 6 hours (I don't remember hurting it, and I didn't drink that much)
So I pottered around, and eventually went to see House of Flying Daggers at 6:30 before coming home and finishing my book and going to sleep.
Now it's sunday and I feel, um, better? My arm was even worse this morning but seems to be getting better. I have forced myself out of the house to come down and write this email and get some food, because I don't really feel like doing much at all.
Anyway, I hope you all had a great time, I know I did, and best wishes for you all, and to the people of the 'indian ocean rim' who I hope have good things coming their way (Lets declare a 'war on Tsunamis', then they might get more than the $15Million that the US had pledged last I read)
I also got a new wallet and some books (including Bertrand Russell's History of Western Philosophy, which I've been meaning to get for some time).
All told I spent more money than I should, but why would I want to break the trend?
Then Friday I went down to Keith and Annes for lunch and met up with Aynur, Ant and co as well. I had to rush off at 3, but it was really nice. I found out that A&A&Co all live at the end of the northern line; a lot easier to get to than I thought (easier than Keith and Annes really...) so I will go and visit them soon.
I had to rush off so I could get food to cook at Jo's bosses; he wasn't up to anything so Jo suggested that we all get together for a NYE dinner, that I cook :) I wasn't nervous really, but when Anne pointed out taht I would be cooking dinner for Jo's _Boss_ I did have a minor heart palpitation.
Anyway, it all went well. The food was a little plain (I needed to mix the melted cheese into the pasta a bit better before covering in the parmesan/breadcrumb topping) and I got a little tiddly (and was therefore a little louder, more effusive and opinionated than usual which didn't seem to go to badly except when I voiced my dislike of ballet...)
We rushed from there when we discovered it was after 10:30 (time flies...) and headed over to 'pacha' at victoria rail station for Groove Armada. We lined up, nervoud we might get stuck in the lineup for the countdown, but made it to the front only to find we were in the wrong line (we were in the one for people who already had their tickets, whereas we had to pick ours up).
So we ran around to the other line and felt even more trepidatious as the clock counted down, but somehow we made it in, though not enough time to drop our coats off before finding Fiona and Mo' to celebrate the ticking over.
We then danced until 6 or so, though I was getting pretty tired by then. I think Jo and I were the only ones without any 'extra stimulation' to keep us going. Jo and I danced a bit until she found a guy called kneel, I mean Neil. So I went and danced with Mo and co which was pretty good, except that one girl was making eyes at me (or was it just all the speed?) and I wasn't really interested in that at all - you know me, I need to meet and talk with someone before I'm ready for anything else... (mind you, this doesn't stop me from getting depressed about the fact, wish I could just jump in)
We went to collect our coats a little early to9 find that I'd managed to lose 1 (not both) of them! Fortunately the woman in the collection booth was very accomodating, and believed us when we described the number of the ticket, the initials written on it (TV) and the coat itself. Very happy we didn't find someone else had used the ticket earlier....
Struggled home, and then found that I still had Jo's keys, so I rushed over to her place and gave them to her and rushed home.
Fell into bed and woke up at what I thought was 1:15, had a shower, breakfast, read a bit, and discovered that it was only 12:45 - I must have misread 11:15 (under 4 hours sleep). I was awake by then so I thought, stuff it, I'll just stay up now. So I did.
I discovered one 'war wound'; my right arm is completely cramped (even as I write this on Sunday afternoon) and doesn't want to get better. I guess my exuberant dance style wrenched it a bit after 6 hours (I don't remember hurting it, and I didn't drink that much)
So I pottered around, and eventually went to see House of Flying Daggers at 6:30 before coming home and finishing my book and going to sleep.
Now it's sunday and I feel, um, better? My arm was even worse this morning but seems to be getting better. I have forced myself out of the house to come down and write this email and get some food, because I don't really feel like doing much at all.
Anyway, I hope you all had a great time, I know I did, and best wishes for you all, and to the people of the 'indian ocean rim' who I hope have good things coming their way (Lets declare a 'war on Tsunamis', then they might get more than the $15Million that the US had pledged last I read)
1 Comments:
Wow! all sounds much too confusing for little ol me. Who are all these people? You're introducing new (?) characters into the story by name withoutreferencing on where they fit... Or it's maybe that I've just crawled back into the world and missed some of your posts.
btw - how come you're cooking dinner for Jo's boss? also who's Anne, that she knows Jo's boss? I'm about to do BIG POST TO MAKE UP FOR THE MONTH OF dECEMBER.... oops that bl**dy caps lock key. it's late and I've had some champagne.. (well bubbly wine actually)
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