Currently, I'm trying to galvanise my friends into actually doing something. The boys that is, the girls are far more willing to socialise. Granted we all live in different places now, but you'd think two months would be enough notice to get something good organised. Nooooo. So, out of a possible seven or eight, the Big Weekend (27th and 28th February) has three confirmed, and one possible. This number includes me. Useless bums.
We're thinking of going to Body Works at the O2, see all the cut up people and such, and Chris has talked us into going to see some band that a friend of his is in. I haven't bothered checking out their myspace, as if they are shit I won't be looking forward to going. Only £6 anyway. Then he wants us to go to some politics things. I wouldn't mind that, but not sure about Dave, so we'll see.
In other social new, Dave and I are off to see the Dark Knight in the IMAX, as it has been re released. That's this coming Tuesday, so quite excited about that. I haven't been to an IMAX for years and years, and then it was just some nature film.
Lastly in the category of upcoming events, thinking of going to The Stone Gods in London, but I think I'll be alone for that one, as my only friend with any real rock credentials is away at uni doing his final projects etc. and when he is around he is under the tight thumb of the woman.
Later today I'm playing squash with Dave (another Dave, we'll call him David), he beats me all the time. Granted I've only played five times now, but the last was with dad, who is not a bad player, so hopefully I'll do a bit of ass-whoopin' myself today. David has some of the rules wrong anyway.
Weekly squash dates. What an adult. Squash of all sports. A dad's sport. I like it though. Really I'd like to be getting good at tennis, but can't really do that in the winter if you can't afford to join a club with indoor courts, but hopefully the squash will help.
Off to the gym soon, with along with Rock n Roll is my true passion. My gym's full of oldies though, but hey, better than nothing.
Later.
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