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THE MORAN INVITATIONAL 2009

Freedom Friday

Wilco/Finishing 'Progression & Maturity'/Plotted Indie theatre/Flight of the Conchords 2.3/Rang Nan/Paid for our weekend away/Oblivion: The Shivering Isles for K.P/Also, Chocolate/Watched a storm/Watched 'I Am Trying To Break Your Heart/Watched the season finale of 'The Office'/Found a few cool new bands to follow/Avoided awkward conversations/Drank tea/OScar Wilde biography/Eat fairly healthily/Etc

I LOVE THIS..

Camden

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Camden Shopping

Nice food at The Earl of Camden

London Zoo (Meerkats, Gorillas and a cute little parrot that seemed to like us)

Free smoothies! We got given free cider the night before. Freebie BO-NAN-ZA.



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The Hawley Arms and The Dublin Castle was full. Blah.

National Express FAIL. On the way there, the driver could NOT STOP PICKING HIS NOSE. He was having a right little treasure hunt to which, sadly, because of the big mirror, I had a perfect, HD-like view. Thanks. On the way back, the coach got a flat tire and we were stranded with other passengers like a low budget version of Lost. No spare wheel. No, TAXIS. TAXIS! Not even big ones. Cars where, instead of having a sleep whilst listening to post rock, we had to make chit chat for the two hour journey to Digbeth station. Ugh.

Camden/London

Leciester, Last Weekend

I can't wait to move here and you can see why, can't you?
We saw a musical last weekend at the Curve theatre with a friend of ours. Sadly, his husband couldn't make it because of a dose of illness. Good times. The Orange Tree load their nachos with a thick sea of cheese. It bested me. Great bar.

Wow. My head is hurting. No idea why. It's been sore for a few days now, like someone has kicked me in the back of the head, firmly and directly. I'm not worried because I think it's because I've been sleeping awkwardly at night. I tend to twist and dangle, my head at strange angles after falling alseep watching TV (I can't sleep in silence). I feel sore all over. Stiff. It can't be my age because I'm 'no age' as my Nan often says.
I'm sure it'll get better. It goes away when I forget about it. If I worry I make it worse. The anxiety kicks in like an old, unwelcome nemesis at a BBQ.
London tomorrow. Posnett and I are going sight seeing but mostly shopping. I love Camden, trite as that sounds. Yeah, it's full of hipsters and posers but it feels like home. The amount of coolawesome t-shirts, merch and stationary you can get from the market could bankrupt a person. My lady and I always hit Art Box and I always - ALWAYS - buy a note pad or two. I have a stock now. I always worry that paper will run out or they'll abolish long hand.
I always have a good time in Camden. There is a lot of fun to be had and I've had some excellent times there with excellent, amazing people; bloggers, actors, musicians and loveable weirdos. There was a time when I used to fear London. It seemed too big and scary. I guess I adapted to the madness. (Except maybe Brixton. Brixton is uneasy)
I even like going on the tube, no matter how rammed it is.
Back to work (The good kind) I have a lot I want to get out of my Art Box Manga Panda notebooks and onto the computer.

Listening to: The Advantage - The Advantage

Post Rock versions of old NES games

I've been remiss and I'm sorry. Happenings?

Big film interest with rabid rewrites, notes and other hoopla, plotting our escape from the West Midlands to start a new life/chapter in Leicester, Magazine stuff, London stuff, little films, developments, fall ins, fall outs, twitter, show stuff, diligent note taking, seeking new laptop, box sets, some comics, wanky work, day trips, La la la.