Ok so Friday night Buddy Weiser came over for a visit.  This was very pleasant as we haven't seen him for a while and wanted to make sure he was ok as he seems a bit down at the moment.  You know I think it's that "holiday season OVER" sort of feeling.  People do get the Blues after the holidays.  I know my mate Julie does, every January she would go into this deep depression and just be fed up and pissed off all the time....

Ok so that was Friday.  Aaaargh yes Saturday morning was delightful but I won't get into that as it's personal.

So I get a call  from BITCH Sat afternoon wanting to know what was happening that night.  You see I'd sort of promised that they could come round because Kiwi Boy was back from Australia so we wanted to hang out with him and congratulate him on being a new dad and so forth.  However I didn't particularly feel like cooking as my foot was aching and so I wasn't too sure what was going to happen.

I needn't of been concerned as my knight in shining army came to the rescue.  I must say Morpheus' lasagna is pretty damn good.

Kiwi Boy looked very well but extremely knackered so he only stayed a couple of hours and then left.  Buddy Weiser didn't show up at all as he had been up till 6 the previous day and was knackered.  BITCH fell asleep on the couch, Morpheus disappeared upstairs which left myself and Morgo chewing the cud!!

I actually get on very well with Morgo but we're like a pair of annoying stubborn children as we ALWAYS end up bickering with each other.  I can't even remember what we were talking about but I know at one point that he was just playing devils advocate because he's an annoying son of a bitch, but then again he's also smart because I ALWAYS rise to the bait.  It's my own fault, I should see it coming.  Actually we did have a laugh, we always do!!  He also loved the apartment which is always nice to hear.  I keep forgetting that he's never been here before.

So Sunday was spent clearing up a very smoky smelly apartment.  In the afternoon we went to the movies to see "Cast Away" with Kajagoogoo, Mary Anne, Hermes and Aphrodite.

The first half of the movie was good, you know the actual desert island part but the second half just got too smulchy for my liking so I was a bit disappointed.

Oh yeah and hello she couldn't wait longer than 4 fucking years to find Mr. Big and get married.  Jesus some mourning period that was....slut!!

So straight after the movie we then went to H2K a bar in Chelsea to witness the surprise 30th birthday of Bridget our M.D. at the theatre.  To be honest I really wasn't in the mood to go but it was actually a lot of fun.  And you know who was the funniest person there.....SS, yeah can you believe it?  She was hysterical, although she really has got some serious food issues, and no I don't mean the lack of food like some bulimic teenager.  No SS actually steals other peoples food, she's completely nuts.  The casting director from the Atlantic Theatre company was stood at the bar, minding his own business with a lovely basket of chips.  SS sees these and proceeds to sneak over, grab a couple as his back was turned and head back towards us. I mean that's a bit freaky don't you think.  Anyway it didn't take her long to then proceed again and steal the whole friggin basket...HHHEEELLOOO!!  Crazy food snatching woman in the house!!
 

Of course by now we're very giggly and the night is wrapping up.  OR SO IT SEEMS!!  You see we never say no do we?  Oh no the next port of call was The Barrow Pub, yeah I know the old haunt, the regular whatever else you'd like to call it.

We were shocked and amazed to find Candy there playing pool with her mate Kathleen plus a girl with a very pretty name...Lily and some young punk looking guy called Matt that they had picked up during the day.  I'm not sure what the occasion was but they looked like they were having fun.  Actually I'm very pleased to announce that myself and Candy found a spa that was available for half day pampering next Sat.  I mean it's costing us a fortune but fuck it, it'll be a blast.

OK so at around 3am this morning we finally made it home......

So today has been rather a quiet day.  Morpheus has been checking out flights to Utah for most of the day and has yet to find anything under $600.  I wouldn't mind but that's only one way.  How on earth can American Airlines charge these sort of prices?  I mean it's cheaper to fly to London than it is to middle American, it just doesn't make any sense??

Ok I have to go and order my parents a VCR online so I'll sign off now...