... in which I got the love!

I had such a fun day yesterday after I left work. I ran (drove) to my old place of work... Costa Ruislip.

The newly refurbished Costa Ruilip, akshully. But that's not the important bit. The important bit is that Suzy and Alyssa were there waiting for me on new squishy sofas. And so was Jack, but he was actually working :)

So we drank coffee and nommed the nice food and had a catch up. And we phoned Hayley because she should have been there but wasn't. So we phoned her to forgive her.

Then! Sarah turned up. Sarah moved from Ruislip to Lincolnshire about a year ago and we hadn't seen her since, but in some weird twist of fate she was back in the area to pick up a laptop from being repaired. So that was a strange but nice coincidence.

And Nicky was there too. It was like a big AWESOME reunion :)

When Jack finished work the four of us bundled into my (tiny but clean clean clean) car and we went to Moons to eat chips and have a drink and laugh more about when we used to be hungover or drunk at work - back in our crazy young days!

And then sadly we all had to go our separate ways. Which made me sad, cause I love them so much, but we'll do it again soon, so there is less sad than there otherwise would be.

Today I am going to the cinema with Johnboy, Leigh and Alice to see the Scott Pilgrim one that I'm mildy curious about and John is desperate to see. It'll be interesting.

In the evening we'll be going to Moons. Haha, I love that place.

Have a good weekend!

...in which I decide which Friends character is my favourite

Also known as "The One Where I Decide Who My Favourite Friends Character Is".

Chandler.

As an English peoploid I wonder whether to pronounce it "Charndler" or "Chahndler". Not important.

I'm hilariously tired, maybe a bit delirious.

All pets are present and correct right now, and I've even been blessed with the presence of my cat this week. Is nice. I really want my own cat plz. For belly rubbing and ear scratching.

Was at work today, being made tired and having my soul destroyed. But I was paid a nice visit by Suzy Stardust and we had what I think was our first meeting ever that didn't involve a conversation about King David Bowie (since we discovered we share the love). An epic first. But then my feelings were hurt a bit when she was unceremoniously ushered out of the store. Lame.

Today I feel something akin to dislike towards Starbucks.

Oy.

Um... what else?

I broke lent on Thursday when I went to Gordon Ramsay at Claridges with some rather delicious veal. As someone with a (self-diagnosed, k?) oral fixation I was pretty much in heaven all night. The food was absolutely the best I've ever tasted. Kudos to the man. It was my first time eating lobster too, and I liked it. It tastes like big!prawn.

I'm veering towards being skint again. This means being stingy for the next couple of weeks. It night mean walking to places instead of driving *sob*.

Speaking of money... sort of. I want to buy a poncho. Not a rain-type one, but a soft wooly one for the purpose of feeling snuggly. I can't find one on ASOS, sad times.

Ok, that's ya lot. I'm in bed and there is rubbish TV to be watched. G'night x