Ok, so yesterday me and Lisa went to a shady pub in some part in London. We talked Swedish quite loudly and when I went up to order a pint there where of course two regulars clocking me going all “so where you from??”And of course they where overweight men of the british standard with yellow teeth and bad skin. The type that works in construction has at least one tatoo and probably a criminal record. No big crimes, just some barfights and getting caught selling stolen items. THAT kind of guy. Anyway they thought we where Russian and when I told them we where Swedish I could feel the sentence “Oh, Sweden eh? Yeah Ive been there once in ‘86″ coming on and then tell me ALL they know about Sweden (ABBA and blong girls who are very easy to get in to bed) and where in Sweden they have been (Euyrebrou, Oppsalla, Stockhålm) but I managed to get out of that conversation quite quickly, thank god!
Anyway, then Jon came along and collected us and a few others and we went to this amazing 18th century building that has been abandoned for many many years. The organisation that owns it wants to tear it down (eve though it should be grade 2 listed!) There have been squatters living there on and off, but there is only one who live there now, and man he was HOT! I saw Lisas look and we both kind of confessed that we both thought he was. Clearly not what I expected. When I told Jon later he went “Im a man and even I think he’s hot!”
Anyway the play was by Jon and two friends of him and it was played out over the four floors in the building, so everytime a scene changed, instead of decor changing, we all went to the next floor. Not only that, on all floors various artists had put their paintings and installations on show so afterwards we could have another walk around to see the art. The play was amazingly funny, but noone cant quite master comedy like Jon so that didnt surprise me. Me and Liz managed to get HotSquat for ourselfes while I was outside endulging a cigarette. I think I got a bit of the 15yr old sickness at the time, haha!
Anyway afterwards we went back to the shady pub and got very drunken. Jon, Z and I where the last to leave, unfortunately the pub we where at was closing. We did stagger around a bit trying to find a place that was open, but it ended up in us all going our separate ways, I even managed to catch the last train so I didnt have to do hours of night bus! It was a wonderful night though and I had a bit of a struggle getting up today, but now Im fine, cuddling on the sofa watching Bones, hurrah!
Today I have not done very much and its been heaven! Well except for burning a loaf of bread. I thought I should do something nice so I baked. But unforutnately after forgetting about the bread and then discover it 1h and 30min later I had not created something nice, but something more resembling a black rock. That can also be used as a murder weapon…
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