night off

I had a night off last night – I’ve been painting and decorating for the past [year/month/week] I’m not sure which applies but it feels like longer – so last night I refused to pick up a paint brush – and now I feel so much better.
Although I do want the flat to look nice.
It’s wierd though as all of my friends seem to be going through a decorating phase and DIY phase at the moment. I just had my hall carpeted and am now repainting – scally is just getting his done, andrew is having his lounge done… B&Q must be making a fortune 😉

wendy and leslie

well another really nice night at the Retro Bar for their 5th Birthday Bash. reminded me of the good old days at the bridge with sand castles and the like!
Getting home – well not exactly home but… was slightly more traumatic we went via waterloo and ran down the escalators reaching the platform after the last northbound train had left the station. After a bit of a wander back to the other line north we realised we would need to get a cab – but I by then was desperate for a pee!

weekend in review

Friday night in Ikea shocker! okay so you know you are past it when the most exciting thing that happens on a friday night is you and spence go to Ikea for food and shopping. Then onto Asda – I mean how low can I sink? Oh believe me it got worse as then I needed to put my newly bought furniture together and so I got to bed around 3. Sad eh?

Okay so I made up for a sad Friday night by having a brilliant Saturday night spent in the presence of the Ice Queen.

Remember the stag party in amsterdam? Well Ben and Vic got married last weekend in Sweden [at the icehotel™] and Vic wore a wedding dress for the occasion. This weekend they had the reception in York House and it was beautiful they had fake snow, ice sculptures and enough absolut to keep me happy. So they kept with the swedish and ice theme from the wedding. They truly made a stunning couple – and I don’t normally get all gooey at weddings but this one even had me mushy.

I was amazed how long it is since I saw so many of the people there as well. And they are all doing so much – Gavin even played in the band 🙂

blogger goes for the bucks

and I must say I am not suprised – blogger took off like wildfire and their traffic must be enormous and there is only so long you can continue something like that for free. So $30 or so a year for the service seems very little for what you get back in return – I’ve been using greymatter since september anyway so I’m not really affected. It does mean I guess I’ll need to move my archives over to this somehow – maybe putting all my old blogger posts into one posting at the start of GM but any other suggestions would be welcome.

tigers and beers

Oliver had his 29th birthday yesterday [bless] and so I headed on up to Tiger Tiger for some catch up and drinks. Slight snag is that this is a straight bar with a door policy – since I do not own shoes it’s a bit of a pain really – still at least I did not fork out for new shoes like one of the party. Oli’s kid brother lent me his shoes so a quick change outside the angus steak house and a change of door meant I got in – we played the same ruse 3 times in the night to get poor shoeless people into the bar.

This was followed by the trauma that is the toilet attendant – gah – after asking him how much it would cost just to leave me alone we reached a settlement of him letting me pee without him, wash my hands with little help but he had to hand me the paper towels. I can’t think of any job more boring [unless you like hanging around gents toilets] than this.

So plenty of mixed jug cocktails later and a few new friends later I staggered back to the tube wondering why it was I haven’t seen Oli in so long. We promised to see each other again soon and at the very least meet for my birthday party on the 15th of Feb.

annoying

oh and I am beginning to get really pissed off with people at work who fail to respect other peoples property – certain people just come and help themselves to biscuits and food without replacing – small thing I know but starting to bug the hell out of me while others hand back the decorations you lent them in pieces as if it is expected that you rip them down so they are unusable next year… gah!