Some Weekend

Apart from being amazingly tired due to the changing of the clocks (i didn't actually get out of bed at 7am did I??), I've had one hell of a weekend.

Sometimes, you have doozies, where you do bugger all and just can't wait till Monday morning and work, and other times you have such a weekend, you don't want it to end. This time it helped that the weekend was four days long as well!

We kicked things off on Thursday by FINALLY going to the Clapham Grand and their 80s night. I met a girl called Sue there and things kicked off. How odd for me. I haven't jinxed it by blabbering on to everyone who'll listen, but I do feel confident about this. Of course, a part of me is wondering how long before I screw it all up. Ah... SUCH confidence.

Friday was spent looking at a flat in Croydon, then hopping around the town centre doing some shopping. I can happily say that I've FINALLY replaced my iPod with Sony's 20GB equivalent and, apart from a couple of snags, I am quite happy with it. For a 20GB player, it's sooooo light.

Saturday, I had to drag my mate back to his place after him being out for a night and morning on the tiles. I took the opportunity of being in the West End to do some shopping. Bought a couple of Kirsty MacColl reissues, the Nine Inch Nails SACD finally and a couple of books.

It was quite the holiday for me, spending without abandon. I guess spending the night on Thursday liplocked in a night club freed up my little "do you really need to buy that voice" for his much needed holiday.

Having retired back to my mate's place with him, eventually, I had to retreat back to the big smoke on Sunday to get my brand spanking new Sony PSP from a neighbour of my parents in Toronto who had brought it over with her. On the way back, I managed to pick up the Bravery and Bloc Party CDs and yesterday was very very tempted to the new New Order album. As I said, my little voice was definitely on holiday.

All in all, it was a very productive and memorable weekend, kissing wise, gadget aquiring wise and CD buying wise.

Strange Musings

I'm sitting here, hacking and coughing, trying to feel better and I just feel old.

Sitting in my pajama bottoms, I just envision myself from the outside as some old middle aged fraud, huddled over his computer chair on a Friday night coughing up God knows what.

I feel sad and depressed. So. No change there, then.

I was watching an episode of Desperate Housewives on my PC in a vain attempt to catch up with the telly, and there's a blossoming relationship between a couple of the characters that, for some reason, really got to me. Underlined my depressing singleness, I guess. I don't know why. I've seen plenty of shows and movies with this type of thing and it hasn't affected me. I guess it's all about the right time and place, catching you in the right mood or what have you.

This relationship malarky. Many people seem to be able to pull it off quite easily on a daily basis. I see proof every where I look. I dunno why I haven't been able to crack it. Could it be cuz I'm a huge geek? That the catch I used to think I was in high school has been replaced with a hacking middle aged eyesore?

No one can blame me for being egotistical, I really dislike myself and maybe that's it. Deep down I don't feel worthy of happiness. Catholic guilt. Again. Wonderful.

I think I'll leave it at that, cuz I'm quite tired, and I have to get up to view a potential purchasable flat in the morning.

Looks like I may be growing up after all.