Bussed to work yesterday on account of my date that evening (now, Lloyd, the mystery becomes clear ) with J. Brief hiccup with some work stuff but mostly went smoothly. I did some more stuff that impressed bosses, which is good. Even though I was quite late arriving on account of scary bus. Left at about half 6 and wandered off to Covent Garden to meet J. Went down past Embankment and across Hungerford Bridge, along the other side, past the skaters and stopped at the lil creperie that I like, just before OXO tower. Had some food, chatted, went a wandering again. Pretty pretty sunset so took a pic. Wandered to Millennium bridge and over it. J lost his travel card (d’oh) so we went shopping at M&S for silly stuff to break tenners and then got the bus back to mine. Watched a bit of Jam, I changed into shorts coz it was too fricken hot and then headed back into town via DLR and Jubilee line. I love Docklands at night...must move there sometime. Said goodbye to J at Waterloo and then wandered back over the river towards Retro, via embankment tube station where I found Owen, Jen and Sal. Owen was all smiley because he’d bought fun things from scam earlier on my recommendation. Shiny sooperfast motherboard (2gig FSB (!!!)), 64bit Athlon 3000+, 512meg RAM, all for about 110. Damn good deal... shiiiiiny. I was in a good mood because an evening of good company does that to a person. Gave Sal a big hug as it was his birthday, then wandered up to Retro to meet a slightly drunken TJ. He explained loudly and very rudely to a stupid person how not to wire speakers into light sockets as I discussed with Sal what we’d do. We settled on going back to the flat. I promised them I’d get them mixer if they didn’t force me to go to the Swan. Smess popped out with a bag of rubbish and a very fetching hat. We headed off buswards. Sal showed us his Louis Vuitton bag that contained an empty box and a slip of paper. We were mightily impressed. Got home, collapsed for a bit then I went out to buy a carton of fruit juice, 2 bottles of coke, a carton of OJ and 20 Marlies. Interesting experience. Huge queue at the petrol station and an attendant incapable of following simple instructions in English. Wah! He came back with a single bottle of coke and a bottle of orange squash. Trying to explain mixed fruit drink to him was entertaining. Back to the flat to watch mogs get more drunk and Sal watch Serenity, which he’d not seen before and possibly *still* hasn’t seen on account of mogs’ drunken witterings Bed at TWOFRICKENAM and sleep. Bleh. Made Spaghetti Bolognaise on Sunday evening, still eating it for lunch. Frozen bag plus freshly cooked pasta, add a bit of tomato puree and some herbs and margarine and you have an easily preparable and nutritious lunch, free from additives. Only problem is, I’m still hungry