Summary
Friday – quietish
Saturday – not so quiet
Sunday – really not at all quiet
Detail
Friday night I spent catching up with people I seem not to have had time to have conversations with recently. I’m not sure how but I seem to have fallen into a trap of snatched IM conversations of monosyllabic responses whilst working. Even email responses are not as lenghty as friends deserve. I never seem to have a chance anymore to do more than skim read and fire off a quick 1 or 2 line response.
Saturday was a more social affair. I met up with Dave and we had dinner before meeting Rob and finally another Dave and going into the Stag in Victoria for the 5th Birthday of Sports and Shorts. I spent the evening as ‘Arse Traffic Control’ which in my day was called pimp. Making sure my friends did not get off with the first person they spoke to. I also quite liked the look of this guy but then I was on heat! Much alcohol later and avoiding the Boyz camera’s Dave, Dave and Rob ended up back at mine for facsimile Cosmopolitans. I was way too drunk to worry about the lack of limes or ice.
I was supposed to be going out Sunday – thankfully it was postponed until Wednesday night. I was not in a fit state the amount I had to drink on Saturday. Most of Sunday was spent recovering from the night before and I was not impressed that the boys had bounced back before I had.
I saw numerous trailers for not another teen movie and have added it to my hitlist of films to see in the near future.
note to self
how's my typing?
So is “facsimile cosmopolitans” a pseudonym for something else now?
well since it was only almost…
lolol – iain lies and covers up the truth of our (almost) orgiastic weekend <g>
almost? well,…. it was trois-tastic, iain the angel? OYR! hehehehe