Diary of an up and coming sociopath

On Thursday, after work, I made sure to go and see X-Men 3, which despite initial worries, turned out to be my favourite of the three films. I’ve covered it in some detail over on PXM (in the articles section) though it’s not my best work, because I came in from the film about 11:30, waited until Nikki was asleep, then spent the rest of the time before I went to bed trying to hammer out as much text as possible, so it’s not the best structured piece I’ve ever done. Gets across my general sentiments pretty well though. I also enjoyed the arrival of my Alias hardback book in the morning.

Friday was supposed to be a works thing but when we got to the pub we should’ve been in, it turned out that the guy didn’t actually wish to have our custom. Along the way, we were separated from the wandering group and gave up to come home, though luckily the new volume of Genshiken was waiting for me.

On Saturday we met up with Seb and Rachel at Euston (sort of… we were slightly closed to Kings Cross in the end) and some guy called Mark, who I assume to be their friend in some capacity, took us ’round London showing us the closed tube stations. It’s impossible not to get incredibly interested in the tube network when you A) use it every day and B) are a total nerd, so it was fun to learn a bit more about it. The sheer amount of stuff going on underground London, even ignoring the tubes, means that my brain is already rife with conspiracy theories. At one station I nearly cracked my head open when I jumped up a wall to get a better look an abandoned platform but misjudged the amount of friction I’d be allowed because I didn’t factor in the rain, but I managed to stay upright in the end. The rain quite literally dampened things a bit because it was pissing down near-constantly and even after we got home my jacket took hours to dry, though I was glad that I wasn’t hoodless like Nikki, or wearing sandals like Rachel.

Around 4:00 we ducked into a Wetherspoons in Islington which I immediately recognised as one that Tom was denied entry to for, well, technically it was because he had “no ID” but it was really because he looked like the disreputable sort or something. This was before an Easyworld gig at the Garage some 4 years ago, I believe. We all had some food and then we came back home and waited for Dan to turn up. We got out the chocolate fountain that my brother gave us after he managed to end up with two for the price of one, and then everyone ruined the melted chocolate by smearing it over fruit. Disgusting. We watched Robot Chicken which seemed to go down a treat, and then Never Mind the Full Stops, a grammar-based panel show the likes of which are normally restricted to radio, but which ended up on BBC4 (and thus, for download.)

I dropped Dan at the station and got petrol, and then we continued on to Hillingdon where the Oxford Tube turned up in what has to have been record time. I ended up going to be quite early (for me)  primarily because of the festivities I would be enjoying on Sunday..