urg. Head hurty. I found a 24hr drinking place in London. It’s XXL. They open until 6am...scary. Went for drinks with William on Friday evening, just a couple. Was good to see him...did CXR and chatted lots. He came to the same conclusion as I did when I explained my recent history...so all’s good. Went home and found a rich mogs had bought me beer (blessim). Watched ep1 of Veronica Mars S2 with him (my Palm plays fullscreen DivX with no framedrops at all now. How fucking cool is that?) and it was so exciting we went and watched Ep2 afterwards. Then after a fag we watched the first ever Mary Whitehouse Experience and went to sleep. Mumsy came to visit yesterday, took her down the river (we narrowly avoided the whale) and then past Retro to Waga in Cov Gdn. They’d never been to a Waga before and were all excited. Food, as ever, was excellent. The waitress impressed us by not beaming our order to the kitchen as we told her it, but memorising it without writing anything down. Left there and wandered through Soho to Oxford St. Got xmas prezzies. Gave them Firefly because I think she’ll love it. I got Aerial and an alarm clock radio in return. My aunt doesn’t like “A sky of honey” at all. NO taste whatsoever. Bah! Shopped for coats. Failed. Showed Mum where I work. Missed the last boat home so walked to Aldgate for bussy goodness. Got back at quarter to 8...said goodbyes and zoomed to the busstop to get into town for Serenity at 8:45. Buses fucked. Waited at Aldgate for a 25 until 8:30 then relented and got a cab. Took him fifteen fucking minutes to Leicester Sq. Yay! Serenity at PCC was cool. Predictably it was mostly fanboys. I was wearing my Blue Sun tshirt but no-one noticed. You are in the PRINCE CHARLES THEATRE. On your left you see a Justin, on your right is a Sunin. Towards the front billow large red curtains covering the silver screen. Behind you appear to be three rows of jolly laughing men. There is an Igster here > Predictably I ignorised him by making myself invisible. Sad but fucking true, I spent most of the time getting to the cinema with the fantasy that somehow, somewhere, somewhy, Chris would be waiting outside for me and suddenly everything would be right again. Predictably, this didn’t happen. I see the good in everyone and wait for them to be exceptional, just so I can be disappointed yet again. Ahem. OK, so that bit’s my problem... Only Kate could write a song about doing the washing and make it incredibly deep and emotional Cinema ended. Spotted more continuity flaws, such as Inara’s bow and arrow that in some scenes is replaced by a CG thing but some scenes isn’t. Figured out the Barn Swallow thing, whomever it was that thought it was a continuity error was a fucking fool ("how did the reavers get in front of them, they were behind them!" Well, because the Mule *turned round*, dumbass) Left PCC, avoided Thingbox, wandered to Retro to meet mattnottm and then went to the Swan with him and Sunin Cuteness all over the place at the Swan, which was a surprise. Had a couple of drinkies and then suggested to them both that it’d be a bad idea to go to XXL wouldn’t it? Sunin obviously said “yay” and Matt went home to mine. Arrived at XXL, bursting for the loo, pissing happily and I recognised the face in the mirror, it was Craig, who I’ve been chatting to randomly forever online. Ran off with Sunin to find a bank machine (as the cab search had been unsuccessful) - Gnatwest were doing maintenance last night between 2-6 so all cashpoints were unavailable. Ran back but lost Craig. Found James (jamesbass) in leather wearing a dog collar. Wahey He was just leaving tho...will invite him next weekend I think. Found the bar. Found out they were open until 6 and served beer until 6...*broken* Craig reappeared. Seems a lovely bloke, seemed happy to see me too. Has a lovely smile. Invited him al