Well..... how very strange!
My former housemate and good friend Mr Nick was up for the weekend. It was an intresting chain of events. I will sumerise:
Friday: Pub, Snooker Hall, Pizza Express, Parking Ticket, Whiskey and coke and House of Flying Daggers.
Saturday: Lunch with some people at veggie cafe, argue with waiteresses about their rubbish service (or lack of), go shopping, drink ginger bitter at great brew-pub, visit chinese supermarket, drink large sake, watch 'Way of the Dragon,' go to pub and rock club, near get food poisoning from dodgy kebab.
Sunday: yet more films, more beers in pubs with diffrent people, return home, make dinner + watch tv (during which time, someone sneaks into my house and steals my Xbox, cd player and old mobile phone), stay up till 4 am waiting for the police to come.
So, despite having a fun weekend, I'm now paranoid about security and quite annoyed at having stuff stolen. I'm in uni at the mo, trying to get some work done, but have to go back to my house to let the police in a let them dust for finger prints. Doesn't this stuff only happen in movies?
C
