Is this like the worst picture of me in the whole of the universe? This is mostly a test entry so I can fiddle with images. but I may as well add stuff to it too I suppose. Went out Thursday night, had some CDs for Chris so met up with him outside McDonalds. No wait. That’s just where he SAID he’d be. Silly Possum. Who mistakes Burger King for McDonalds anyways? Their burgers are waaay nicer. Went to Bar Soho for a (single) drink. £8 for a diet coke and a cider seemed a touch excessive, even for London — pretty bar though. Popped into Retro where we found mage, PobK, agentblue all drinking upstairs. Agreed to torture ourselves with appalling karaoke at Halfway. Was graysh. Men talked to me because Chris is hot. I sang (badly) — Suedehead — drank a little too much beer. Headed to the Swan afterwards to listen to the lovely Nina singing and consume more beer. Whoopsie. Home at 2 where I demanded Chris watch Rocky Horror as he’d never seen it before. Slurring of the audience participation bits. Fun. So...up until 5am, then up again at 8. Yesterday was monumentally annoying. Plus I had to try and get Final Cut Pro to work in a sensible fashion and save a mov file that actually worked. Whoever said macs were good for video editing actually meant “macs are good for video editing because I get paid lots for it as no-one else can get them to work”. Finished at 7:30, trundled home and collapsed a bit. Bed at 10. Urg.