Today's blog entry will be all I can squeeze into the last few minutes before my mum serves dinner. I'm starving and I'm about to go out on the town in Barnet so I need the food. I've never been to Barnet before so anything could happen, perhaps it could even be my lucky night, Lord knows how long I've been waiting for that night to come. I don't know what 'my night' actually means but whatever it is, I don't think it's happened yet, or hasn't for a long time. I know I'm babbling; I'm out of touch with blogging but I'm eager to rekindle the love affair. I've been more active on Twitter lately. I didn't like it too much when I first joined a few months ago but it's been growing on me.
Yeah, so, tonight I'm going to Barnet with Alex and Gibaut and tomorrow all of us (fingers crossed) will be heading into Covent Garden for the the 2009 Pointless night. For those of you unfamiliar with what a Pointless night is, it's where we all meet up, have a few drinks and then separate for two hours and go drinking by ourselves. During that 2 hour window you are not allowed to speak with anyone else in the group nor drink in the same establishment as them - if you bump into someone you must immediately leave the place or change direction. It's a bit of a strange idea, hence the name 'Pointless', but the times we've done it in the past it has been hugely successful with some high levels of drunkeness and general debauchery.
I can smell dinner so I'm going to go now.
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