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God I've become so bad at updating.
Erm, whats been going on? Met Cath and Stu on Monday in town, went to the Knightrider pub near St Pauls. Stu had an interview Tuesday for a job as a Beefeater at the Tower of London. From what he was saying it's an AWESOME job. You actually live in the Tower practically rent-free, and they've got their own pub which is dead cheap and they get sent all over the world for functions and things. There are 3 jobs and 7 candidates so it's pretty decent odds. Cath had to go in for a part of the interview, they had to interview her too to see if she'd "fit in with the community".
Tuesday was spent in the house, resting because I was fucking knackered. Watched Newswipe with Grace and squeed for a bit over that. Doug Stanhope is a legend, and "saving penguins" has entered my vocab as an euphamism for anal sex. Wednesday was ABSOLUTE HELL in work for so many reasons that I can't be fagged to go into, but I ended up leaving work late and missing my lecture and going to the pub in Hampstead with Nigel instead to rant about work and how pissed off I am at certain people. It was a good evening though. Thursday eve was pub night again, this time in town with Maff and Nigel which ended up being a really good night. They were fanboying about films together, then we were all spaffing about music and we just had a really good time together. Had this amazing pizza somewhere on Goodge St then headed home via the tube.
Yesterday evening spent most of the night working on this:
Can you tell what it is yet? ;)
Yesterday my uterus was being a bint so I spent all day in bed with Stephen Fry (not literally unfortunately, but with Moab is my Washpot). Today I woke up to the best valentines day card ever:
I now have a hot date with Morrisons & then later team Let's Get Quizzical reunite to once again defend their crown!
OH ALSO - I found a David Mitchell/Charlie Brooker fic in which one of them was teaching the other how to play Pokemon. My brain exploded a bit.
Erm, whats been going on? Met Cath and Stu on Monday in town, went to the Knightrider pub near St Pauls. Stu had an interview Tuesday for a job as a Beefeater at the Tower of London. From what he was saying it's an AWESOME job. You actually live in the Tower practically rent-free, and they've got their own pub which is dead cheap and they get sent all over the world for functions and things. There are 3 jobs and 7 candidates so it's pretty decent odds. Cath had to go in for a part of the interview, they had to interview her too to see if she'd "fit in with the community".
Tuesday was spent in the house, resting because I was fucking knackered. Watched Newswipe with Grace and squeed for a bit over that. Doug Stanhope is a legend, and "saving penguins" has entered my vocab as an euphamism for anal sex. Wednesday was ABSOLUTE HELL in work for so many reasons that I can't be fagged to go into, but I ended up leaving work late and missing my lecture and going to the pub in Hampstead with Nigel instead to rant about work and how pissed off I am at certain people. It was a good evening though. Thursday eve was pub night again, this time in town with Maff and Nigel which ended up being a really good night. They were fanboying about films together, then we were all spaffing about music and we just had a really good time together. Had this amazing pizza somewhere on Goodge St then headed home via the tube.
Yesterday evening spent most of the night working on this:
Can you tell what it is yet? ;)
Yesterday my uterus was being a bint so I spent all day in bed with Stephen Fry (not literally unfortunately, but with Moab is my Washpot). Today I woke up to the best valentines day card ever:
I now have a hot date with Morrisons & then later team Let's Get Quizzical reunite to once again defend their crown!
OH ALSO - I found a David Mitchell/Charlie Brooker fic in which one of them was teaching the other how to play Pokemon. My brain exploded a bit.