Thursday, 6 November 2008

Warning: Contains Rambles

I predict burnout in approximately 26 hours.

Westfield shopping centre was nice though. I wore my prettiest Primark frock and we traipsed the aisles for a couple of hours before fainting through lack of dinner. The centre itself is nice and airy and spacious, there are plenty of flagship stores there, an UGG shop, a Crocs shop and all your other high streety goodness. I paid a visit to Topshop where I stumbled across a leather biker jacket just like the one my parents promised me if I lost weight when I was 9 years old. Unfortunately the biggest size they had was a smidge on the small side, so looks like I still have to lose weight if I want a biker jacket.

Predictably we ate at Gourmet Burger Kitchen, even though we tried not to eat there, but the lure of burgers and fries with mayo and thick milkshakes proved too much for me and I wasn't really excited by tapas or food that had to be thought about for more than 2 minutes. My brain was in steak gear and wasn't having any of this fussy malarky drizzled with goo - just give me meat!

Last night I went to collect a futon that we've bought second-hand for the sitting room. We spent the evening putting it up (and suffering concussion from the thing falling apart onto my head) and giving it a good clean and spray with febreze. I am thinking about getting some custom fabric from Spoonflower to re-cover it with. At the moment it is blue, and reminds me too much of the futon we had in the last place we rented that had a very suspicous stain on it. Eew.

I also took some LOMO pictures of being stuck in the traffic for the Scavenger Project, clearly I haven't got any to show you because they are still in the camera (damn you 1960s slow technology!).

Tonight is kickboxingness - if anyone's in the West London area, I teach a ladies class on a Thursday, it's very good and non-scary; if you're interested you know who to pester!

The weekend proves promising, if indeed a little tiring. Tomorrow evening we are going to see Mr Scruff (in the clothes I bought at Westfield) at the O2, then on Saturday we (I) will be cleaning, tidying and preparing for the housewarming/anniversary/birthday party that we're having. We're expecting somewhere between 16 and 2 people to turn up! Jenn was right - no-one really RSVPs any more!

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