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Sunday, 11. May 2008, 17:14:06
It was really hot this last few days, and I'm slowly beginning to freckle-up for summer. They're breeding all the way down my shoulders now, and I'm turning a dusky brown underneath. Perty.
I headed down to London on Saturday to meet this old friend for lunch. Then off to Rotherhithe to meet this not-so-old friend Päivi, get the candy, and avoid the Harpy. It didn't go quite according to plan, but actually I think that things came out a lot better than I'd hoped they would do.
The first change was meeting Päivi away from the house. Old Friend had me talking longer than I'd expected and I let time slip a little, so I had to hurry to get to the (incredibly crowded on a hot day) tube. When I finally did get to check my texts, Päivi was sugesting meeting at the station and going somewhere else straight off. So of course I was all "I shan't see the Harpy! Damn! Because although I really don't want to see her, I really do want to see her!" The tube was running slow, late, so I called Päiv up when I finally did get to the station. She was at some shops near the station. And as luck would have it, she had some shopping that she needed to take back to the house. Excellent. Or not so excellent: it turned out that H hadn't been home that night, and wasn't home at 3 when P got back from work, even.
"Well, that's probably a good thing," I said to myself, and chided myself for being such a fucking loser anyway. But as we got into the house, Päivi turns to me and says that Harpy's jacket and shoes have appeared in the hall, and from this she infers that the Harpy is indeed back in the nest. Forsooth, there she was, sitting cross legged 'pon the floor by her laptop, doing something or other. I think my sudden appearence rather caught her out
So we went and had coffee in another room and left her alone.
After a while she came through to chat to us. It went as it always does.... first she is quite distant and stand offish, then she gets friendlier and chatty, and it's like we are friends. Which is nice. Eventually the time for Päivi and I to go out for a couple of drinks in London comes around, and as Päivi goes off to get her coat the Harpy comes across and hints gently that I could come back to their place and stay over, if I wanted to. I politely declined. She gave me a hug, which I can't say wasn't nice.
Päivi is pretty sensible, and isn't one for staying up late drinking, so at about 11 I met up with another chum for a few drinks in the centre of London. Went to some other club and hung out with some other people, who I'm sure were very nice, but I don't really care that much if they were or weren't. Stayed too late, came back on the 4 am train, finally got to bed at 6am.
I actually remembered to take my camera to London, but I never feel inspired to take pictures of the city becasue I don't like the place. So instead there is a picture of the view from the skylights in my room.
Sunday was mostly a write-off. Watched Lewis beat Kimi in the F1, which was all exciting.
I headed down to London on Saturday to meet this old friend for lunch. Then off to Rotherhithe to meet this not-so-old friend Päivi, get the candy, and avoid the Harpy. It didn't go quite according to plan, but actually I think that things came out a lot better than I'd hoped they would do.
The first change was meeting Päivi away from the house. Old Friend had me talking longer than I'd expected and I let time slip a little, so I had to hurry to get to the (incredibly crowded on a hot day) tube. When I finally did get to check my texts, Päivi was sugesting meeting at the station and going somewhere else straight off. So of course I was all "I shan't see the Harpy! Damn! Because although I really don't want to see her, I really do want to see her!" The tube was running slow, late, so I called Päiv up when I finally did get to the station. She was at some shops near the station. And as luck would have it, she had some shopping that she needed to take back to the house. Excellent. Or not so excellent: it turned out that H hadn't been home that night, and wasn't home at 3 when P got back from work, even.
"Well, that's probably a good thing," I said to myself, and chided myself for being such a fucking loser anyway. But as we got into the house, Päivi turns to me and says that Harpy's jacket and shoes have appeared in the hall, and from this she infers that the Harpy is indeed back in the nest. Forsooth, there she was, sitting cross legged 'pon the floor by her laptop, doing something or other. I think my sudden appearence rather caught her out
So we went and had coffee in another room and left her alone.
After a while she came through to chat to us. It went as it always does.... first she is quite distant and stand offish, then she gets friendlier and chatty, and it's like we are friends. Which is nice. Eventually the time for Päivi and I to go out for a couple of drinks in London comes around, and as Päivi goes off to get her coat the Harpy comes across and hints gently that I could come back to their place and stay over, if I wanted to. I politely declined. She gave me a hug, which I can't say wasn't nice.
Päivi is pretty sensible, and isn't one for staying up late drinking, so at about 11 I met up with another chum for a few drinks in the centre of London. Went to some other club and hung out with some other people, who I'm sure were very nice, but I don't really care that much if they were or weren't. Stayed too late, came back on the 4 am train, finally got to bed at 6am.
I actually remembered to take my camera to London, but I never feel inspired to take pictures of the city becasue I don't like the place. So instead there is a picture of the view from the skylights in my room.
Sunday was mostly a write-off. Watched Lewis beat Kimi in the F1, which was all exciting.
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