Fri Aug 9, 2002 - 3:40pm
Wow that was some night last night.
Myself, Morpheus, Candy and David met at "Midway Restaurant" had a fabulous meal and then ended up in Slims.
I'm glad that I booked at Midway because the place was packed, well it was such a lovely evening last night and lots of places were packed. I'd tried earlier to book at Sushi Sambas but they're upstairs open air section was completely booked up and also the receptionist was a snotty little cow...
So Midway it was, it's easy and we know the owner so we always get great service. Stephan usually gives us free dessert and last night was no exception, delicious sorbet was served up but to be honest we were so full that we just swished it around the plate to give the impression of being eaten.
Actually we were lucky to eat at all mainly due to Candy not knowing what red wine she wanted to drink and kept making the poor waiter bring out each one for her to try. This wasn't helped by the two dicks in front of us (that would be my Morpheus and David) making fun of her and annoying the waiter even more with stupid inane questions. Yes I am pre-menstrual but I was also starving and just wanted to BLOODY WELL ORDER MY FOOD!!
Slims wasn't as busy as it usually is which was fine by me, I hate it when I have to squeeze my way past everybody just to get to the other end of the bloody bar. Professor was in jovial spirits and looked happy to see us, we introduced him to David and then ordered drinks.
As usual Morpheus and Candy danced for most of the evening which left myself and David to chew the cud. I must of talked that poor boys ear off, well I was a bit stewed and so I just kept going on with myself, not sure about what really, sure it was either a rather shocking subject or just boring inane crap that usually spews out of my gob. Dino the "dirty copper" as I call him was in there, hunting and leering after all the women who by now had all jumped on the bar to dance which is a regular and customary thing to do, except for me of course, I'm barred, Professor won't let me anymore, not that I particularly enjoyed it the first time. You see I think Morpheus gets annoyed when I won't dance with him, but I'm not a big dancer, I'm a watcher, that's what I like to do, not do BOOTY with all the other tarts...no thanks!!
So today I woke up around 9:30 to the sounds of the lovely fucking jack hammer outside, of course Morpheus (day off work today) slept completely through it, so I dressed, went across the street, got my New York Times and made some toast. I must admit to being in a great mood today, although right now my head is banging, but I have to get over it as I have Reed's leaving do (from the theatre) to go to in an hour. Where was I? oh yeah, so I'm in a great mood, if not a bit hung over but we did have a jolly good evening last night, very delicious and fun. So I was rather disappointed to get a phone call from our apartment management company telling me to basically fuck off with regard to my negotiations about our rent and that Barnet (the landlord) WILL NOT reduce the rent and so tough shit.
This really pissed me off but to be honest I was kind of in shock and just let the call slip away, only to realise that I should of asked Jan (she's the one who called) about the other apartments within THIS building that ARE the same size but now seem to be cheaper. There's no way she's going to call me today, she'll probably get back to me on Monday.
So there you have it, so I've just left a message for my realtor to start looking for other apartments because it looks like we might have to move on, mainly out of principle really. The thing is though it's going to have to be pretty bloody impressive for us to leave this place, oh yeah and it needs to have a terrace as well...yeah right, I know I'm in a dream world but it doesn't do any harm to ask.
So right now Morpheus is on his way back from some errands and I need to jump in the shower and get myself ready for yet another do this evening. We also have two parties to attend tomorrow night, so yet again it's going to be one helluva weekend.
David, if your reading this then please get that pathetic excuse for a goatee off that chin of yours. Your far prettier without it believe me...
