At the risk of being misinterpreted, and after some consideration...i'll carry on as normal. Or.

The photo is of Billy and Bobby. They, Bertha and (the snails all known as) Brian were joined recently by BC and Bake. I'm sure we all extend a welcoming hand to the new arrivals in the fish tank. Hurah!

A good night in with top buddies last night. They stepped in last minute to fill the space left by a date who had stood me up/bailed. So we ate chinese, drank cava, watched a film, recorded some camp star trek voice-overs and talked happy crap. Had a laugh.
This was followed by a night of terrible stomach cramps and associated nastiness on my part. Every time I began to drift off to sleep I had o rush to the bathroom again. Nasty. Just nasty. Apparently there is a bug going around...I should ring the other guys to see they were ok...

Anyway, I didn't wake up properly til 330 this afternoon only to find that the date with little miss lovely for this evening was cancelled too, although I shoulda guessed that already. (thats two strikes. Only one remaining...although I may show leniency for the fact she was ill. Or I may not, depends how malicious i'm feeling...in fact I will. Cos technically/hopefully it would've been a saturday date that spilled over to the sunday date, therefore only being one date in total. So that's one strike. Glad that's sorted. I can move on now.)
Moving along, I rang cj to see what he was up to instead and what time the apparently exciting band/fella/artist was playing in the blues bar...but although he was up for meeting he had plans to off somewhere and play pool as the band/fella/artist was a no show. (Bloody artists. Its always about them innit? Tut!)
Should I go through to harrogate on a date that's been cancelled, to see a band/fella/artist who is a no show, to instead hang out with a mate who is off somewhere else only to spend cash I haven't actually got to spend?
Hmm. Tough one.

I had so many plans this w/e and they've all (except last night) evaporated into nothing. And here I am blogging the mostly nothing of it all.
Or...am I?
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Just one of those weekends I guess.
Maybe I should have a shave, clean my Chambers and do some laundry.... Or... some painting!? Ooh! There's a thought...

Now where did I put my ego?
Are yes, there it is, all damp, mishapen and useless.

(to be continued...)