Previously, on 24...
I caught up with Paul and Amy last night for dinner and drinks at the Bayswater Brasserie. We ended up ordering multiple selections from the entrée menu and sharing everything tapas-style, which was delightful. Clicking through the picture will take you to the heavily-annotated picture in Flickr of exactly what we had, if you're in the mood for some food porn. Drinks were had at Hugo's Lounge afterwards, but we were all ready to call it a night by about 1.30am after our respective working weeks. In case this is all sounding like some massive night out, I will hasten to add that both venues are across the road from each other, and both are exactly two minutes walk from my front door. I often joke about how I rarely live my life outside my postcode, but it's not that far from the truth.
Got up for a magazine client meeting at 10 this morning, then managed to do not much of anything in particular until guilt got the better of me and I started work on another advertising retouch job that I need to have finished by Monday morning. A combination of sloth and deadline concerns kept me from heading out tonight to catch up with curskineville and ishtasm at Club Kooky, although they were voicing the possibility of staying in as well. Sloth I've found can be a virulent condition, and can be passed from friend to friend in the course of even a short phone conversation.
Now it's back to work for me, hopefully to catch up with some of the Erskinehurst crew tomorrow for an afternoon break and a few ales. Sorry if this reads a bit like a laundry list of my activities in the last 24 hours but hey, at least I actually managed to post in the last 24 hours. As Brenda would say, kudos me.