Blurry Wharf I had my tooth out on Friday. The cleaning hurt much more than the extraction itself, but hearing and feeling bones break in your head is a deeply vile experience...so worked from home on Friday. Was told that *both* my upper wisdom teeth would have to be removed and so was booked in for another appointment on Thursday. Thinking about it though, I may postpone it until after christmas as I feel fine now I’m abcess free, and I’ve had a lot of time off anyway... Dan came over Friday night as he doesn’t have his laptop at the moment - showed me the engagement ring he bought Laura - wasn’t too tacky considering...I bet him a quid he’d give it her and he bet me a tenner he wouldn’t *giggle*. Talked to mommy on Saturday - they decided to come visit Sunday - so spent much of Saturday tidying. Went to Canary Wharf to buy wrapping paper and a tree - tho failed on the latter front as I’m not paying 25 quid for a tree when I can get ’em far cheaper elsewhere... It was a beautiful night. 1 Canada Square was wreathed in mist, giving it a faint glow - as if waiting silently to see what new ediface would challenge it next for the skyline. I really regretted not having my camera as the camera on the P900 doesn’t do it justice. Walked via the river home. Dominic dragged me out at about 10:30 to GAY. Eugh. Got drunk as it seemed the only sensible thing to do. Pissed, I got on the #25 and watched as a nice man reached into my pocket and fetched himself my phone. So I took it back from his hand and thanked him politely for it Decided I should go to XXL in a drunken haze. Urgh. Think I passed out, don’t remember. Went home and drank lots of water. Sunday arrived and I was woken by Andy phoning me to tell me they’d left. Tried to get the prezzies all wrapped in time but spent 10 minutes trying to find the scissors I’d slipped into my pocket half an hour before...I knew it was one of those days... Got the bus with Mum and Andy to Aldgate then wandered down to Spitalfields market to look at pretty pretty things and drink much coffee. Fucking cold out and heaving inside the market - tried some tasty sesame seed tofu, bought some bits (aroma oil, coffee beans, etc) and then went to another market made out of an old carpark. Looked for coats but found nothing. Bought soya milk. No xmas trees either Wandered back to the flat from Aldgate as it wasn’t too bad weather. Stopped in Ligne Roset en route, to look at pretty pretty expensive furniture. Going to buy all of it and put it in a flat one day. Yay! After saying goodbye to them I sat at home in my nice clean(ish) flat and caught up on Lost. I’d finished watching Càrnivale on Saturday and I’m very much looking forward to the next series as it’s amazingly good. Best thing I’ve seen in a very long time... Might buy the DVD I think. Have burned the whole thing to a DVD to take to Owen’s for xmas anyways, coz I reckon he’ll love it Brief chat to Dan by text message before bed. Confused about that, don’t know what I want...he told me he still loves me, which was sweet, but I would expect him to still love me as we only split up last week. Ah well. Confused, as I said...