There are some days when things are just good and you feel relaxed.  Today was one despite another mad day in the office, football was good, nearly beating the top side which for a Tuesday night is brilliant.  Got home to find a old Irish bloke struggling to get home, so offered him a lift back home, considering he could hardly walk it was a surprisingly long drive back.  I might have done my best to mess my life up recently but I have a great set of friends and tonight I am happy - maybe it is just the sunshine and the drive home in the light!  Just have to hope work goes well over the next few weeks!

Drunken weekends can be kinda of crazy and also be just plain weird.  Take this weekend, I was out round Hitchin with Jo and Belton.  The day pretty much started watching on tv where I had been the weekend before watching the mighty Truro beat Totton at Wembley.  That game had more excitement than the whole of the Utd - Chelsea game, which i didn't see the whole of as promptly decided that watching Jo getting drunk on coffee (well Gin this time) would be more entertaining. 

 

4 pints later we were randomly in town ordering old uni friends from a greek restaraunt, while attempting to piss off the waitress.  Cue more drinking of beer and no tip left (nice food though).  Feeling slightly guilty but too drunk too care we headed 4 miles back to mine on foot via my local 'Irish' bar Molly Mallones where I am now left piecing together fragmented conversations during the evening... why there were potentially women on offer for £2.50, why a bar called Molly Mallones couldn't be Irish and going on about Hitchin is full of drug dealing Rastas who organise great local free festivals while one sat just behind me... Also, sorry for randomly texting rubbish to people.  I also managed to end up with a Tesco privelidge card that is not mine and has t be swiped three times to work, one to keep and get arrested with at a Tesco store one day me thinks!

 

Anyway got back to mine for a random showing of the BreakUp under the dining room table (why) and a totally pleasant end to the evening finishing off the Gin in my house (well, i deposited most of mine out of my glass onto my floor).  Managed to miss most of the BreakUp anyway and fell asleep about 3am...

 

Sunday can be summed up in one sentence, I was saved by Ikea... The thought of a train journey to London followed by a day of good casues was not on my mind at 9am the next morning (I will help out at the next one though, that is a promise and is something I really will do)... so goodbye to Jo and Belton and hello sofa!  The morning is spent watching Hollyoaks only briefly disturbed by the site of a green toy train driving past my window.  Cue rememberance it was my local village fete, so went off to bet on ferret racing and watch sword fights between the nasty French and Sir William and the oldest knight in the relm... It could only have been better if I had had someone to share the excitment with...

 

Anyway back home for 24 and Lost.  This culminates in my usual missing of Lost through requirement for sleep and lack of caring that Lost is something interesting to watch anymore.  Random weekends are definitely something to look back on... roll on the next one.  There is one thing though, I must actually start running, the Great North Run is only a few months away!

Oh dear, i have been introduced to Facebook and now am addicted.  You can't escape, well except every person barr one that i knew prior to Tesco!  Think everyone from Formby either died or can't use a computer...  Maybe you will have more luck but check it out http://www.facebook.com.  Anyway the blog is dead,long live Facebook (well maybe for a few days)...

I woke up today and watched Postman Pat as there was nothing else on.  How scary, not only have they got a new rubbish theme tune (what was wrong with the old one) but Postman Pat has a family, kids and most disturbingly half of his neighbours also share his ginger hair which makes me think he has been putting it about a bit.  At least Jess the cat was still cool! 

I was saying in an earlier post that Warren Ellis from the Dirty Three had some random and gifted ways of introducing his songs.  This is just one such introduction...I might try and find a few more to add...

 

Nearly added to my wows with my car being towed away from the work car park today.  There I was calmly playing with my latest project masterpiece when I am bombarded by half of easyJet to tell me my car is just about to be towed for non-displayment of my parking badge (cunningly hidden in my glove box).  Actually most of the people mailed me going 'ha ha your car has just been scrapped', good to know my work friends care.  Good job they didn't check my tax disc which is also out of date - the new one is sat on my kitchen table.