Oh, Man…
Oh Man, there’s loads to catch up on… that’s what you get for not properly updating for a whole week. I must’ve forgotten loads and I meant to type up some of the important (!) philosophical points we discussed at one of the several pub outtings during the week, but I can no longer remember any of it!
I’ll try to remain brief because I know, only too well, the horror of reading a huge blog post.
Tuesday I went out and played footie again, we won I think and I scored a few. It was a pretty good game, though only 8 of us turned up so very open.
Wednesday was hockey, I’ve no idea what happened during the game, except for the following:
1) Lots and lots of flies buzzing around, and biting. Rubbish!
2) a very very wet patch of grass, which lead to several comedy slippings.
3) Flies!
4) Comedy!!
5) Flies!!!
6) yeah, that’s all I remember.
Afterwards we went to the pub and discussed several important* philosophical points over beer.
I think we won lots of money on the quizzer before losing it all on the quizzer. Great Fun!
A bunch of us headed then headed off to tall Mark’s birthday bash @ The Salisbury. There I talked to lots of people, though I didn’t drink too much as I was very hungry by this point.
The situation was rectified by a kebab.
Does anyone remember what happened on Thursday?
Got It!
Ra!n Bar Qu!zzage! we did pants, but had great fun winding rosy up about luminosity and magnitude.
You see, Rosy was sure an answer to a question was Magnitude.
and Adrian was sure the answer was Luminosity.
I was the writer, so I had to choose between the two. I plumped for Adrian and, of course, Rosy was then correct.
Choosing the incorrect answer then turned out to be the best course of action, as Rosy became incredibly wind-up’able about our failure to put the correct answer, we took full advantage.
I also seem to remember balls of paper, being thrown around the room.
And Liz; I’ll take that cashpot eventually….!
On Friday, after lunch in the Phoenix and a day of work, I arrived at the Sandbar to celebrat Ad’s birthday. I choose against going on to the club, but I did visit the Kro bar, which is still rubbish.
Lots of people were there including Ed, Mahinda, Rich, Ads (of course), Kate, Rosy, Mahinda … etc etc…. suffice to say “Lots”.
Home, Noodles and Bed!
Saturday I entered a big Poker tourney - The “Manchester Open”. It was the first ever one, and therefore the organisation was less than impressive. Once it got going it was pretty good, though.
I played decently and lost half my chips whilst making a correct decision, eventually out after 80 or 90 hands in 42nd (out of 61). Truely was great fun.
By some means of fate I managed to go out of the tourney seconds before the kick off of Liverpool v Chelsea, in the FA Cup semi-final.
Originally, in fact, I had tried to get tickets through a mate with connections. As it turned out he could only get us into the Chelski end, and I was having none of that, so ended up playing the poker then watching it on TV in “The Pub”
we won 2-1. Get In.
The game finished at 710pm. I’m exact on this because Rosy had been trying to get me to go and see Silent Hill at the AMC, which started at 720pm.
Obviously, with only 10 mins and no particular desire to actually watch said film, I chose not to go. Instead I tidied up a few things at the office (which is very close to “The Pub”) before heading home.
I then relaxed all evening by making myself the best sandwich in the world ever** watching MOTD and then listening to music.
Eventually Rosy & Mia arrived back at our place and set about watching my favourite film in the world: BASEketball; but I was far too tired to partake.
Sunday then became a full on day of rest.
In hindsight we should’ve gone down the park and done some sort of sport, but the weather in the morning wasn’t overly promising - it was only around 12 that it became absolutely glorious.
We went round to Adrian & Emma’s place for a fine sunday lunch - followed by games-a-plenty (Uno (which I won), Scrabble (which I lost), Hearts (Which I didn’t win)) - before finally heading off home for the traditional weekend climax of ‘24′.
That is all, you may now return to your work***.
* = this may not be true
** = this may not be true, but it probably is.
*** = term used loosely.
