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Wow, just looked at my calendar, and it's ages since I've posted. I don't think an awful lot has happened, anyway, apart from my birthday.
We went out after work on Friday to Tiger Tiger, a place on Haymarket that I booked on the recommendation of one of my workmates. Unfortunately the girl in question couldn't make it, but there were about 8 of us, which was a nice number, and we just fitted around the table in the booth that I had booked, despite the fact that the confirmation I got from them said that it sits 15. I had a minor panick/freaking out early on in the evening - we were all meant to meet in the pub across the road from work, but at the given time only one person was ready to leave with me, and he promptly pissed off to go find a cash machine, so it was just me and lucid for quite a while. Rather too long for my nerves, and I was getting very very worried that it was going to be a replay of some nightmare from my teenage years when I invited about 20 people to a party and only the one I hadn't really wanted to invite showed up. Thankfully, everyone who had confirmed eventually arrived, plus one extra hanger-on, who I will refer to in my mind as a gatecrasher to make myself feel more cool for having the kind of parties that get crashed ;)
It was a good night, with much laughing and dancing and taking the piss, plus some very tasty nibbles (calamari, olives, nachos, cocktail sausages) although in retrospect we could have done with a bit more food since the drink went pretty much straight to many heads.
Genki was the life and soul of the party, and I think most of the people I work with have now recovered from meeting her and will be quite themselves with a little help from society...
The evening ended relatively early - lucid and I were the last to leave, and we still managed to get the Tube home, so it can't have been much after midnight. There were some unpleasant incidents in the latter part of the night, as someone gave me a drink which should have been rum-based but instead involved whisky, which has never agreed with me, and indeed got into a violent row with some more delicate parts of my digestive system, with the end result that the whisky was violently expelled.
Spent Saturday being gentle with myself - returned some library books and did a bit of wandering around Camden - and then on Sunday we went to the British Museum and admired all the fabulous things the British have nicked from other cultures over the years. Mostly we looked at the Power and Taboo exhibition. It was very interesting, since I know very little about Polynesian societies, so this was all new information, but ultimately depressing when you realise that all this wonderful stuff was taken from them and all they were left with was Christianity.
Lucid wanted to continue on and look at the Egyptian exhibition as well, but I'd had rather more than I could take of the whole 'Imperialist mentality' for one day, so instead we headed back to the hostel and I played with the new Sims Pets expansion that I got for my birthday.
So now it's Tuesday morning. It's a quiet day at work so far, and I'm hoping it stays like that, since my co-worker on this floor is not feeling well and planning on going home after lunch, which means I will be holding the fort for the rest of the day. I can't exactly complain, since I was 45 minutes late for work this morning. Was having a very pleasant and vivid dream, and didn't quite feel like finishing it by the time the alarm went off, so I dozed off again for a bit, and when I next woke up it was five past nine, so I had to haul ass a bit.
There's a rumour at work that we will be paid tomorrow, which will be good, and let me pay off my horrendous credit card and insurance policy debts that accumulated back in Ireland rather abruptly. I upgraded my bank account from a Passport one to a regular current account over the weekend, which means I get a cheque book and will be allowed apply for credit things such as overdrafts and loans, should I be inclined. I'm very inclined not to be so inclined for the forseeable future, anyway.
Tomorrow should also see Lucid with a bit of extra money available *fingers crossed* and we will then be in a position to go flat-hunting. Not a moment too soon. Nice as the hostel is, in many ways, it's just gotten really old at this stage. I need somewhere quiet that I can just be on my own. It's probably at least a month since I've just been in a room - any room - that didn't have someone else in it, night or day, which is a pretty intimidating thought if you think about it. Luckily I have the bottom bunk, so I've hung towels and laundry all around it and made myself a little tent :)
But it will be very good to just be on our own.
We went out after work on Friday to Tiger Tiger, a place on Haymarket that I booked on the recommendation of one of my workmates. Unfortunately the girl in question couldn't make it, but there were about 8 of us, which was a nice number, and we just fitted around the table in the booth that I had booked, despite the fact that the confirmation I got from them said that it sits 15. I had a minor panick/freaking out early on in the evening - we were all meant to meet in the pub across the road from work, but at the given time only one person was ready to leave with me, and he promptly pissed off to go find a cash machine, so it was just me and lucid for quite a while. Rather too long for my nerves, and I was getting very very worried that it was going to be a replay of some nightmare from my teenage years when I invited about 20 people to a party and only the one I hadn't really wanted to invite showed up. Thankfully, everyone who had confirmed eventually arrived, plus one extra hanger-on, who I will refer to in my mind as a gatecrasher to make myself feel more cool for having the kind of parties that get crashed ;)
It was a good night, with much laughing and dancing and taking the piss, plus some very tasty nibbles (calamari, olives, nachos, cocktail sausages) although in retrospect we could have done with a bit more food since the drink went pretty much straight to many heads.
Genki was the life and soul of the party, and I think most of the people I work with have now recovered from meeting her and will be quite themselves with a little help from society...
The evening ended relatively early - lucid and I were the last to leave, and we still managed to get the Tube home, so it can't have been much after midnight. There were some unpleasant incidents in the latter part of the night, as someone gave me a drink which should have been rum-based but instead involved whisky, which has never agreed with me, and indeed got into a violent row with some more delicate parts of my digestive system, with the end result that the whisky was violently expelled.
Spent Saturday being gentle with myself - returned some library books and did a bit of wandering around Camden - and then on Sunday we went to the British Museum and admired all the fabulous things the British have nicked from other cultures over the years. Mostly we looked at the Power and Taboo exhibition. It was very interesting, since I know very little about Polynesian societies, so this was all new information, but ultimately depressing when you realise that all this wonderful stuff was taken from them and all they were left with was Christianity.
Lucid wanted to continue on and look at the Egyptian exhibition as well, but I'd had rather more than I could take of the whole 'Imperialist mentality' for one day, so instead we headed back to the hostel and I played with the new Sims Pets expansion that I got for my birthday.
So now it's Tuesday morning. It's a quiet day at work so far, and I'm hoping it stays like that, since my co-worker on this floor is not feeling well and planning on going home after lunch, which means I will be holding the fort for the rest of the day. I can't exactly complain, since I was 45 minutes late for work this morning. Was having a very pleasant and vivid dream, and didn't quite feel like finishing it by the time the alarm went off, so I dozed off again for a bit, and when I next woke up it was five past nine, so I had to haul ass a bit.
There's a rumour at work that we will be paid tomorrow, which will be good, and let me pay off my horrendous credit card and insurance policy debts that accumulated back in Ireland rather abruptly. I upgraded my bank account from a Passport one to a regular current account over the weekend, which means I get a cheque book and will be allowed apply for credit things such as overdrafts and loans, should I be inclined. I'm very inclined not to be so inclined for the forseeable future, anyway.
Tomorrow should also see Lucid with a bit of extra money available *fingers crossed* and we will then be in a position to go flat-hunting. Not a moment too soon. Nice as the hostel is, in many ways, it's just gotten really old at this stage. I need somewhere quiet that I can just be on my own. It's probably at least a month since I've just been in a room - any room - that didn't have someone else in it, night or day, which is a pretty intimidating thought if you think about it. Luckily I have the bottom bunk, so I've hung towels and laundry all around it and made myself a little tent :)
But it will be very good to just be on our own.