"I'm Baaaaack!!!"
Apologies (if only to myself) that I haven't posted in a couple of weeks. As you know my folks went away for 10 days (Don't ask) and nothing exciting enough to write about really happened. I got stood up by Heather, ate a few curries and drank over 70 cans of beer. Oh, actually I did have a pretty cool day hanging round Camden Lock with Wes and Alfie on the Saturday. (Don't ask) But I'll write about last weekend just gone instead and take it from there.
Friday. Went to the Ben Crouch with Billy, Mandy, Johnny Brace and Steven, who is a friend of the Bracegirdle clan. I met Mandy at Tottenham Court Road tube and we walked through the backstreets taking the scenic route. I tried to convince Mandy that the Post Office Tower was a space rocket that they were going to launch in a few weeks time. She didn't believe me. (Why am I not surprised). It was good to see Billy out with us, and John as well. Sometimes I think John needs to go out even more than Billy does. We went from the Crouch to the 'Tepid Fox where it was a little more than tepid! But we got a table so it wasn't all bad. Got railroaded talking to some mad Irish guy at the bar (Don't ask) and that was that!
Saturday was okay as well. Me and Dean started off in the Bavarian Beerhouse. Anyone who has not been I would advise it just for the experience. It is a proper Bavarian beerhouse in the heart of London. (Well, City road.) But it's more of a sit-down affair where you get table service and they serve German food and of course German beer in those huge glasses. I watched an armwrestle between a German guy and a bald headed Ukrainian psychopath, who lost. The waitress seemed very eager to play a game with me. (Don't ask) I got all excited until I discovered she meant a game where you have to press down a plastic crocodile's teeth and the loser has to buy a round. I lost. We went from the Beerhouse to the Mucky Pup and met up with Alfie, Wes and his fianceé, Mattanja. She was quite lively and started giving everyone "Blue-noses". (Don't ask). Okay, For those of you who don't know, that's when you rub the chalk from the pool table on the end of someone's nose. (Depends on the colour of the chalk, I've had a few red-noses before now too.) But that was about all I can remember. My hands are sore from just typing up the entire DSA theory test (Don't ask). so I'll keep this post short and sweet and i'm off to the Ballroom tomorrow with Mandy and Billy and co after meeting up with the girls at the Templars. So I'll keep you posted.
Thursday, July 19, 2007
Sunday, July 01, 2007
A series of strange situations.
The big party is about to start.
My folks are going away for 10 WHOLE DAYS!!! so i have the whole flat to myself!!! Hmmm... how much hell can I raise in 10 days???
For my devoted readers, you may have noticed that I don't talk about my lovelife very often. This is for a good reason, I don't have one. But briefly. for those of you that don't already know, Jenna (Who you may have read about in some of my blog posts) is my ex. We dated for a year and a half and broke up in February. But there are no hard feelings there, we get along great and still see each other all the time. She is and always has been a great friend and I will always have a lot of time for her. Jenna was the second serious relationship I had been in. The first was Heather, a Geordie lass who I was very much in love with (When I was a lot younger). However, the distance proved to be too much but I was young and inexperienced anyway. But recently I came across her Myspace profile by sheer chance, and was quite surprised to see her on there. I sent her a message and she replied, and recently we have been talking on MSN. She is now at Leeds Uni and doing okay for herself. But here is the twist...she is coming to London in a few days time and we have planned to meet up.
This is going to be a strange situation. But altogether I have a good feeling about it. It will be great to see her again anyway. So I'll keep you posted...
...I have just noticed that I still have some kind of contact with all of my exes. (I've been in four relationships altogether but two of them were only semi-serious). That worries me. Jenna is an exception because she is a friend (In fact, when I was talking to Will last night he told me that he'd never thought that a couple who had broken up and said they were going to stay friends could ever work until he saw how me and Jenna were, and that it was a credit to the both of us. I thought it was a very nice thing to say, and also true.) Recently I have been speaking to Heather as previously mentioned, and I still hear about Marie because I am friends with her friends (Mikael and the rest of the Swedish contingent), although I don't have any direct contact with her. Dani, my Australian Ex, still has my e-mail address and she sends me a message from time to time. But that's her having contact with me rather than the other way around. I speak to her out of politeness and cos i'm cool with it. Maybe I'm just one of these guys who values the friendship side of a relationship as well as everything else that goes with it. I don't know.
This weekend was fairly average. I went out with Adrian and Dean on Friday night, we went to the Ben Crouch. It was a night for meeting people I had not seen for ages. On the bus on the way there I saw a guy called Noel, who I knew from the Hayfield not many moons ago. This was another strange situation. After I broke up with Marie, we also tried to stay friends for a while although it didn't go so well. But we would go to the Hayfield on Tuesday nights for the pound night, and it was there we met Noel. I remember at the time I was quoting a Billy Connolly phrase to her, the one about how when two living things meet, regardless of species, there is a series of subconscious thoughts that takes place: it's something along the lines of "Can I eat it, Can it eat me, Can i shag it?" And this apparently happens in the blink of an eye. Well, Noel happened to be walking past as I said this. And Marie's response was "I can't eat him, he can't eat me, but i'd definitely shag him." and I was like "okay....whatever!!" But it was cool as I got talking to Noel and his mate and he seemed like a decent enough bloke. So they got it on that night. And I didn't see much of either of them after that.
I don't know how many of you have been in that situation where you have found out that a bloke has shagged the same bird as you. It's a strange situation, especially if you actually like the guy. Noel is a top man. But after we saw each other on the bus and started reminiscing, before long the subject of Marie came up.
After Noel got off (of the bus), Dean summed it up perfectly in one of his moments that just make Dean a great asset to have around. He said "I couldn't help noticing that you two were comparing notes".
Anyway, keeping on the theme of seeing people I had not seen for many moons, in the Ben Crouch I ran into a guy called Imran Hussain. Imran had been in my year group at school and in a couple of my classes. It was good to see him; we reminisced about school days and he reminded me of a lot of things that I thought I'd forgotten. Then he got drunk and told me who he'd lost his virginity to. I won't repeat the name but it was somebody in our year group and I was rather shocked to find out who. It was a great laugh though (The evening, I mean. I don't mean when Imran lost his virginity to Sarah Brown.) *devilish smirk*
It was great to see Imran and I was surprised to see how much he had changed. Whilst we were swapping jokes with the rest of his posse, he got a call from another guy I had gone to school with, Abdul Hafiz. I remember I used to get on quite well with Hafiz, and we thought it would be funny if I answered the phone. I spoke to him for about six minutes before he realised who I was, and he said we should meet up soon. I said I was definitely up for it.
Anyhow, Myself, Dean and Adrian went off to the Intrepid Fox just down the road, where we ran into some members of Ad Alta (The band I had met previously but still have not seen live.) I was suprised in my much more sober state to notice how much Johnny looks like Kurt Cobain (with shorter hair). I had not previously looked at his face for too long as I was mesmerised by the sheer brilliance of his body art. (He has now had the Stairway To Heaven tattoo filled in on his arm, and it looiks the bollocks.) Gaz was there too, it took a moment before he remembered me, but they remembered the blog. That was about it for Friday.
Saturday daytime was very uneventful. I slept till about half past 2 then woke up, played Tony Hawk's Project 8 for a bit then jumped in the shower. It was one of those nights where on paper it promised to be a howler, but it actually materialised as a fairly average night. I had spoken to Alfie the day before and he said that himself and his brother Jack were about tonight. I had not seen Jack in ages so I was quite eager to meet up with him. Additionally Jenna and Yvonne were going on a girl's night out but would be stopping for a drink beforehand, and Amanda said she might stop by on her way to Old Street to see a friend playing at some club. After I got out of the shower I was trying to get in touch with everyone but nobody was answering. It was quite frustrating. I phoned Alfie a few times but got his "Life on Mars" answerphone message, then played it to my mum, who phoned it about another 5 times just so she could listen to Alfie's so-so Sam Tyler impression. Eventually I arranged to meet Jenna and Yvonne in the Camden Head at half 7, and Alfie and Jack would come down at 8.
I got the bus over to Angel, and spotted Jenna between the pillars as I walked past the tube station. She was waiting for Yvonne. I went over and said hi, and waited for the Scots lady to arrive. Yvonne had bought Jenna a present - a boxset of this old sitcom they both like whose name I can't remember. We made our way to the Camden Head in the rain, and sat outside. Alfie and Jack turned up, followed by Will. We talked about sitcoms, superheroes, the smoking ban, and great and poor drummers, (particularly Bonham's genius and Meg White's lack of a contribution to the White Stripes and Music.) Then Alfie was being an old woman so he went home with Jack to have a curry and watch Bill Bailey on DVD, and Will and I stayed in the pub to drink. We had quite a deep conversation, and I was able to gain a bit more of an insight into Will's background and family life, which I won't go into, but I was quite moved and intrigued by it. I have a lot of respect for Will - he's been through a lot. We also talked about his visit to the States last year, and his relationship with Imogen, which was also quite eye-opening although for different reasons which I also won't go into.
But that was that - I came home on the 38 and then the 55, and slept most of the day today before going to Tesco's briefly to get some food supplies for the 10 days I'll have the run of the place, played Canis Canem Edit for a while, then came online and I am now writing this.
My folks are going away for 10 WHOLE DAYS!!! so i have the whole flat to myself!!! Hmmm... how much hell can I raise in 10 days???
For my devoted readers, you may have noticed that I don't talk about my lovelife very often. This is for a good reason, I don't have one. But briefly. for those of you that don't already know, Jenna (Who you may have read about in some of my blog posts) is my ex. We dated for a year and a half and broke up in February. But there are no hard feelings there, we get along great and still see each other all the time. She is and always has been a great friend and I will always have a lot of time for her. Jenna was the second serious relationship I had been in. The first was Heather, a Geordie lass who I was very much in love with (When I was a lot younger). However, the distance proved to be too much but I was young and inexperienced anyway. But recently I came across her Myspace profile by sheer chance, and was quite surprised to see her on there. I sent her a message and she replied, and recently we have been talking on MSN. She is now at Leeds Uni and doing okay for herself. But here is the twist...she is coming to London in a few days time and we have planned to meet up.
This is going to be a strange situation. But altogether I have a good feeling about it. It will be great to see her again anyway. So I'll keep you posted...
...I have just noticed that I still have some kind of contact with all of my exes. (I've been in four relationships altogether but two of them were only semi-serious). That worries me. Jenna is an exception because she is a friend (In fact, when I was talking to Will last night he told me that he'd never thought that a couple who had broken up and said they were going to stay friends could ever work until he saw how me and Jenna were, and that it was a credit to the both of us. I thought it was a very nice thing to say, and also true.) Recently I have been speaking to Heather as previously mentioned, and I still hear about Marie because I am friends with her friends (Mikael and the rest of the Swedish contingent), although I don't have any direct contact with her. Dani, my Australian Ex, still has my e-mail address and she sends me a message from time to time. But that's her having contact with me rather than the other way around. I speak to her out of politeness and cos i'm cool with it. Maybe I'm just one of these guys who values the friendship side of a relationship as well as everything else that goes with it. I don't know.
This weekend was fairly average. I went out with Adrian and Dean on Friday night, we went to the Ben Crouch. It was a night for meeting people I had not seen for ages. On the bus on the way there I saw a guy called Noel, who I knew from the Hayfield not many moons ago. This was another strange situation. After I broke up with Marie, we also tried to stay friends for a while although it didn't go so well. But we would go to the Hayfield on Tuesday nights for the pound night, and it was there we met Noel. I remember at the time I was quoting a Billy Connolly phrase to her, the one about how when two living things meet, regardless of species, there is a series of subconscious thoughts that takes place: it's something along the lines of "Can I eat it, Can it eat me, Can i shag it?" And this apparently happens in the blink of an eye. Well, Noel happened to be walking past as I said this. And Marie's response was "I can't eat him, he can't eat me, but i'd definitely shag him." and I was like "okay....whatever!!" But it was cool as I got talking to Noel and his mate and he seemed like a decent enough bloke. So they got it on that night. And I didn't see much of either of them after that.
I don't know how many of you have been in that situation where you have found out that a bloke has shagged the same bird as you. It's a strange situation, especially if you actually like the guy. Noel is a top man. But after we saw each other on the bus and started reminiscing, before long the subject of Marie came up.
After Noel got off (of the bus), Dean summed it up perfectly in one of his moments that just make Dean a great asset to have around. He said "I couldn't help noticing that you two were comparing notes".
Anyway, keeping on the theme of seeing people I had not seen for many moons, in the Ben Crouch I ran into a guy called Imran Hussain. Imran had been in my year group at school and in a couple of my classes. It was good to see him; we reminisced about school days and he reminded me of a lot of things that I thought I'd forgotten. Then he got drunk and told me who he'd lost his virginity to. I won't repeat the name but it was somebody in our year group and I was rather shocked to find out who. It was a great laugh though (The evening, I mean. I don't mean when Imran lost his virginity to Sarah Brown.) *devilish smirk*
It was great to see Imran and I was surprised to see how much he had changed. Whilst we were swapping jokes with the rest of his posse, he got a call from another guy I had gone to school with, Abdul Hafiz. I remember I used to get on quite well with Hafiz, and we thought it would be funny if I answered the phone. I spoke to him for about six minutes before he realised who I was, and he said we should meet up soon. I said I was definitely up for it.
Anyhow, Myself, Dean and Adrian went off to the Intrepid Fox just down the road, where we ran into some members of Ad Alta (The band I had met previously but still have not seen live.) I was suprised in my much more sober state to notice how much Johnny looks like Kurt Cobain (with shorter hair). I had not previously looked at his face for too long as I was mesmerised by the sheer brilliance of his body art. (He has now had the Stairway To Heaven tattoo filled in on his arm, and it looiks the bollocks.) Gaz was there too, it took a moment before he remembered me, but they remembered the blog. That was about it for Friday.
Saturday daytime was very uneventful. I slept till about half past 2 then woke up, played Tony Hawk's Project 8 for a bit then jumped in the shower. It was one of those nights where on paper it promised to be a howler, but it actually materialised as a fairly average night. I had spoken to Alfie the day before and he said that himself and his brother Jack were about tonight. I had not seen Jack in ages so I was quite eager to meet up with him. Additionally Jenna and Yvonne were going on a girl's night out but would be stopping for a drink beforehand, and Amanda said she might stop by on her way to Old Street to see a friend playing at some club. After I got out of the shower I was trying to get in touch with everyone but nobody was answering. It was quite frustrating. I phoned Alfie a few times but got his "Life on Mars" answerphone message, then played it to my mum, who phoned it about another 5 times just so she could listen to Alfie's so-so Sam Tyler impression. Eventually I arranged to meet Jenna and Yvonne in the Camden Head at half 7, and Alfie and Jack would come down at 8.
I got the bus over to Angel, and spotted Jenna between the pillars as I walked past the tube station. She was waiting for Yvonne. I went over and said hi, and waited for the Scots lady to arrive. Yvonne had bought Jenna a present - a boxset of this old sitcom they both like whose name I can't remember. We made our way to the Camden Head in the rain, and sat outside. Alfie and Jack turned up, followed by Will. We talked about sitcoms, superheroes, the smoking ban, and great and poor drummers, (particularly Bonham's genius and Meg White's lack of a contribution to the White Stripes and Music.) Then Alfie was being an old woman so he went home with Jack to have a curry and watch Bill Bailey on DVD, and Will and I stayed in the pub to drink. We had quite a deep conversation, and I was able to gain a bit more of an insight into Will's background and family life, which I won't go into, but I was quite moved and intrigued by it. I have a lot of respect for Will - he's been through a lot. We also talked about his visit to the States last year, and his relationship with Imogen, which was also quite eye-opening although for different reasons which I also won't go into.
But that was that - I came home on the 38 and then the 55, and slept most of the day today before going to Tesco's briefly to get some food supplies for the 10 days I'll have the run of the place, played Canis Canem Edit for a while, then came online and I am now writing this.
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