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Feb. 12th, 2006 05:34 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
dennyOkay, last night was officially weird. I spent some time in the afternoon whinging at ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
libellum on IRC about the odds of me pulling at TG (about 20:1 against, in my experience), sulked around the flat a bit, posted to LJ that I was feeling all meh, then mooched off to TG.
I hadn't even got inside the club proper when a girl came over and started chatting me up. I'd been there less than ten minutes! O_o So yeah, last night I got picked up by a French fetish model, who's in the country for the weekend for professional reasons.
Oddness.
Thanks to anyone who kept an eye out for me after seeing my last post - even though my night did turn out well in the end, I certainly wasn't expecting it to, so it's much appreciated. Sorry if I was a bit distracted when you found me, or if I was just unfindable - I was busy doing my bit for Anglo-French relations. (And possibly your bit too. No need to thank me.) ;)
Today is a duvet day; I have bad fantasy novels and I'm not afraid to read them! (Terry Brooks, Sword of Shanathingy series) Sadly I already read all the graphic novels I bought on Friday evening... they're a disappointingly short-lived piece of entertainment for something so expensive, I always find. I think Lucifer might be getting a bit less entertaining now than it was in the first few collections. The other thing I got was quite worthwhile though, a sort of Star Trek spoof with a Londoner in charge:
"Course prepared and laid in captain!"
"Get on with it then. Twat."
(Switchblade Honey - Warren Ellis)
I currently feel like I've forgotten something or missed something. This is possibly an artefact of some mixed communications this afternoon, or possibly just because I didn't get enough sleep last night. Mmmm, duvet.
libellum on IRC about the odds of me pulling at TG (about 20:1 against, in my experience), sulked around the flat a bit, posted to LJ that I was feeling all meh, then mooched off to TG.I hadn't even got inside the club proper when a girl came over and started chatting me up. I'd been there less than ten minutes! O_o So yeah, last night I got picked up by a French fetish model, who's in the country for the weekend for professional reasons.
Oddness.
Thanks to anyone who kept an eye out for me after seeing my last post - even though my night did turn out well in the end, I certainly wasn't expecting it to, so it's much appreciated. Sorry if I was a bit distracted when you found me, or if I was just unfindable - I was busy doing my bit for Anglo-French relations. (And possibly your bit too. No need to thank me.) ;)
Today is a duvet day; I have bad fantasy novels and I'm not afraid to read them! (Terry Brooks, Sword of Shanathingy series) Sadly I already read all the graphic novels I bought on Friday evening... they're a disappointingly short-lived piece of entertainment for something so expensive, I always find. I think Lucifer might be getting a bit less entertaining now than it was in the first few collections. The other thing I got was quite worthwhile though, a sort of Star Trek spoof with a Londoner in charge:
"Course prepared and laid in captain!"
"Get on with it then. Twat."
(Switchblade Honey - Warren Ellis)
I currently feel like I've forgotten something or missed something. This is possibly an artefact of some mixed communications this afternoon, or possibly just because I didn't get enough sleep last night. Mmmm, duvet.
