Saturday, October 30, 2004

more bikes, less cars

halloween critical mass

halloween critical mass last night was sooo much fun

after swapping the huge mountain bike for the chonch bike (aka deathbike for cutie, recently renamed 'elizabeth' by sam) we congregated on the south bank by the national. i just about managed to hook up my devil horns to the front of my bike.

to be honest, the mass was a little disorganised and there seemed to be some power issues to be worked out; no one ever seemed to really know where we were going. we went over waterloo bridge, up kingsway, round bloomsbury square, then headed up to the couriers pub (can't for life of me remember name), up clerkenwell rd, past farringdon station, through smithfield, then down over london bridge, along the south bank to tower bridge, back over that (where small confrontation occurred between posh twat and overzealous slightly scary bike courier guy wearing a death hood) past the tower of london, along that route back to the west end, along the embankment, trafalgar sq, charing cross road up to tottenham court road, up oxford street where we shut down oxford circus by riding in circles for a while. which was amusing. then they headed up portland place to who knows where while me, diggle and sam hopped off our bikes, locked 'em up and went to The Heights bar, a bar about fifteen stories up on top of the st george's hotel. very nice.

me and sam then for some reason decided to cycle home too, which almost did me in.

Thursday, October 28, 2004

one week later...

world series

well. quite a year for the red sox. first world series win in 86 years. took its damn time coming. screw the curse, screw the yankees, screw st louis, we won. hah.

or something a little more sporting.

and now, after all those nights of staying up to watch the bloody games, i need some serious sleep... zzzzzz...

Thursday, October 21, 2004

Wednesday, October 20, 2004

unconscious comfort

had a really restless sleepless night last night, brain churning, couldn't get things off my mind

at one point i woke up to find myself curled up foetally, thumb in mouth, cheeks wet with tears

jesus

felt emotionally exhausted which only added to the insomnia

what's going on?

Sunday, October 10, 2004

puellae est in bar

so i was out with friends the other night. we were in a packed vodka bar in central london. one-in one-out style. we're young, we're in a bar surrounded by lots of other young people and freely flowing alcohol.

and it suddenly occurred to me we were talking about latin. yes, latin. caecilius est in horto. cerberus. matella.

are we like the biggest geeks in the world?

Saturday, October 02, 2004