My life in pictures.
I'm alright. Stuff's happening. Life is ... on the life-ish side, as to be expected. Let me fill you in -
I got some serious dancing on at the Hijack boat party ...
Went on a camping jaunt to Porlock ...
and trotted off to St Pauls carnival last weekend.
All was much fun. Except for that funny hour or so spent at carnival wondering whether one could die of hangovers. To be honest, after swearing blind that I wasn't going to go out the previous night to ensure I had enough energy to get there in time for the parade and enjoy it to the full, but actually going out, getting horribly pissed, vomitting and having to be put to bed at James', I think I did incredibly well.
Up with the (midday) larks I was. I had thought good ole hair of the dog was the only way to get through it, but it was while sat, trembling in front of a stage with my head vibrating that I realised my body may actually need water. Ten minutes after switching to the Volvic I was on the road to recovery.
The rest of the evening was spent in front of a friend's rig doing some hardcore knee-bending to sounds of dubstep. Brilliant weekend.
Oh, I suppose I should throw in a little job update here, and say all worked out stupidly easily after my stressing and month of frantic job hunting. I'm working in the publications team at the same company. Admin and bits of marketing mainly, but hopefully once I've got the mundane stuff down I can get involved in the more interesting side of things. We shall see.
I got some serious dancing on at the Hijack boat party ...
Went on a camping jaunt to Porlock ...
and trotted off to St Pauls carnival last weekend.
All was much fun. Except for that funny hour or so spent at carnival wondering whether one could die of hangovers. To be honest, after swearing blind that I wasn't going to go out the previous night to ensure I had enough energy to get there in time for the parade and enjoy it to the full, but actually going out, getting horribly pissed, vomitting and having to be put to bed at James', I think I did incredibly well.
Up with the (midday) larks I was. I had thought good ole hair of the dog was the only way to get through it, but it was while sat, trembling in front of a stage with my head vibrating that I realised my body may actually need water. Ten minutes after switching to the Volvic I was on the road to recovery.
The rest of the evening was spent in front of a friend's rig doing some hardcore knee-bending to sounds of dubstep. Brilliant weekend.
Oh, I suppose I should throw in a little job update here, and say all worked out stupidly easily after my stressing and month of frantic job hunting. I'm working in the publications team at the same company. Admin and bits of marketing mainly, but hopefully once I've got the mundane stuff down I can get involved in the more interesting side of things. We shall see.