I've been doing that thing where I spend much time avoiding application forms but also feel so guilty that I'm avoiding them I won't let myself do anything else remotely useful either, including LJ-ing: not very constructive. . .
had my proper return-to-London experienece Friday night: post-work drinking with ex-ex-work colleagues, squished into a tiny pub off Trafalgar Sq, some guy throwing up on the bus to the club, dancing at a full and fun Popstarz till 3 and then have some guy make a half-arsed attempt to intimidate me into giving him money on the walk home; it's actually the first time that's happened in six years of living here and I's happy (though not surprised) to discover I's able both to stand my ground and not be particularly perturbed by it
Popstarz had a bunch of punters clearly born in the 90s there which was a little bit confronting, not just because they're too young to think of in *that* way, even by my fairly dubious standards- although it is kinda cute watching them get off with each other ;-) It did amuse me that amongst all this youth, the first track that consistently got people dancing was Do You Remember the First Time? Was nice to feel connected to some of the crowd too: the guys I'd been drinking with earlier showed up, a girl I'd recommended it to on couchsurfer recognised me and long-haired Rob seemed satisfied that my hair had grown back.
headed down to Plymouth after three hours sleep for Jonny's 30th: there was go-karting (in which I conclusively proved that my answer to the question do you feel the need for speed? is not really,) a barbeque, catching a local studenty band and then much dancing at a drum&bass night which I actually really enjoyed and the crowd seemed very cool
woke up discontent for the first time since I've been back yesterday, which i think is about seeing my life slipping back into how everything was without making progress on integrating new stuff I've been planning (study, exercise, some form activism) but am hoping that once I've got my own space again I'll be able to focus more- it has been about two months now that I've been existing on sofas, dorms and friends' floors so I'm probably pretty ready to settle . .
had my proper return-to-London experienece Friday night: post-work drinking with ex-ex-work colleagues, squished into a tiny pub off Trafalgar Sq, some guy throwing up on the bus to the club, dancing at a full and fun Popstarz till 3 and then have some guy make a half-arsed attempt to intimidate me into giving him money on the walk home; it's actually the first time that's happened in six years of living here and I's happy (though not surprised) to discover I's able both to stand my ground and not be particularly perturbed by it
Popstarz had a bunch of punters clearly born in the 90s there which was a little bit confronting, not just because they're too young to think of in *that* way, even by my fairly dubious standards- although it is kinda cute watching them get off with each other ;-) It did amuse me that amongst all this youth, the first track that consistently got people dancing was Do You Remember the First Time? Was nice to feel connected to some of the crowd too: the guys I'd been drinking with earlier showed up, a girl I'd recommended it to on couchsurfer recognised me and long-haired Rob seemed satisfied that my hair had grown back.
headed down to Plymouth after three hours sleep for Jonny's 30th: there was go-karting (in which I conclusively proved that my answer to the question do you feel the need for speed? is not really,) a barbeque, catching a local studenty band and then much dancing at a drum&bass night which I actually really enjoyed and the crowd seemed very cool
woke up discontent for the first time since I've been back yesterday, which i think is about seeing my life slipping back into how everything was without making progress on integrating new stuff I've been planning (study, exercise, some form activism) but am hoping that once I've got my own space again I'll be able to focus more- it has been about two months now that I've been existing on sofas, dorms and friends' floors so I'm probably pretty ready to settle . .
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