satyrica

Although the weekend (before last) was fairly pleasantly domestic: having friends back after the Blackheath fireworks Saturday, my cousin and some locals round for Sunday lunch, it started getting to me as the spending-time-at-home dragged on through the week. Even Food Not Bombs ended up being cancelled & Mags and I seem to have perfected the art of never being in at the same time, so by the time, on Friday, that I was facing my third night of the week sitting at home by myself, I called S up in desperation and managed to coax him round; we cheerfully entertained ourselves with a terrible 80s movie and constructing a bed.

This weekend just gone was a bit more back-to-normal: I allowed myself a day of spending money on Saturday, meeting some friends down from Birmingham for Chinese, going to The Ides of March at the cinema (which was decent, although Ryan Gosling's single fixed expression for the latter part of the film was somewhat risible) and then on to Feeling Gloomy; it was not quite the group I was expecting to go with, but a group nonetheless and there was plenty of dancing and fun. Meanwhile Sunday I headed over for a lovely dinner with

hysteria74.

This week should have more going on though, then I'm off for the joy/horror of Centreparcs at the weekend, although (as M's away too) it means that the housemate hunt is likely to drag on at least another couple of weeks.