Just kinda recovering from weekend, that has left me pretty shattered.
Friday, was a birthday bish bash. Still churning up crazy thoughts, whilst I travel, but I’m okay, when I get picked up at the other end. I do really hate going into London, unless of course, I’m pretty much obliterated – in the usual sense.
Having said that, meant some nice folks and managed to find a few “fans” during my night. Noticeably, these men, come from every kind and creed, with one thing in common. They are all pretty drunk. It’s a totally different ball game really and I would be pretty daft to take it as a compliment, but shoot me. It feels okay.
This one guy, incredibly drunk, he said he worked in construction for 2012 Olympics and drew things. He may have been a architect or something – I try and give him some saving grace of a little intelligence. Turns out this guy is pretty low so he off loads quite heavily. I tried my tu’ pence worth of advice, but no ones really interested in words of others really. He just needed to let it out. I realize that now. Anyhow, I lost him in a pub and carried on towards a club called “St Moritz” in Soho, central London.
Trouble with that club, is that it’s so fucking narrow, you can’t get lost and be annoymous. I had paid £7, so I wasn’t going out that easily. Stayed a bit and then got lost on my way back to the bus stop in Trafalgar square. They really should have appointed guides in central london for drunks and tourists. We all look like we’re following the next person, who also doesn;t know where he’s going. Oh well, it makes a nice postcard picture.
Diwali on Saturday and New year on Sunday. All went well. I guess I was a bit peeved with myself for still being a little ill, so couldn’t really relax, but these days I’m pretty stressed most of the time.
Sunday morning, great walk in Hammersmith and a sit down in a riverside pub. As much as I hate being out at times, I do get lost in conversation, as soon as I get going its all okay. Went for another drink straight after and by then I was central londoned out.
Partner had a freak out when I told him I had bought a vibrator. I think that was the highlight of my weekend.
Very boring post. Usually I’m incredibly fascinating.
Reading through a summary of the Copenhagen Treaty on climate change -I’m very suspicious, that knowing it will be funded with industrialised countries ”debt” effectively auctioning their non-emissions. Something wrong batman -need to read more- listened to Lord Monckton on Climate change – couldn’t handle 1 1 /2 hours of flowery language, wasn;t in a funny mood – must ask partner. Talk available on prison planet.
Anyhow managed to do something this weekend and that was to get blasted. I have achieved that. What a winner eh?
