Jul 26, 2009 16:42
Just got back from Joe's, had a good time - He drove me from and to the station and was really good (except a small parking incident involving a green metal fence that was highly amusing), and he cooked us a chilie type ting with pasta for dinner yesterday.
We then spent the night watching episodes of chuck and coupling, and Xmen 2, drinking wine and being pushed off the sofa by a small but very strong dog called Buster that Joe was looking after for a mate.
Momentarily thought the dog might die this morning as I caught him eating leaves from the tomato plants, tried to drag him away, gave up and went to find Joe then turned back to find Buster stumbling towards me looking fairly unwell. He then threw up said plant leaves and curled up looking sorry for himself. I think he'll live. Debateable as to whether he's learnt his lesson though.
Limbs are still owie and chest very much hates me after I had to run up a steep hill to get the train yesterday, then have the 20 minute walk home today in the rain.
Currently so cold I'm wearing a dressing gown on over my clothes, though in a bit gonna start cooking dinner - liver + onions with mashed potato. Yummy to me, but I know a lot of other people hate it :P