Pedro The Benevolent

I had a lovely moment earlier this evening. I had dragged myself out of bed to make a quick run to the Co-Op, and I was on my way back home to grab a fork and demolish the chocolate meringue roulade I had just purchased. How middle class a student I am. Anyway, I was wearing my enormous black longcoat, and while I was passing a group of youths, one of them called me 'Undertaker'. I think I was supposed to be offended, but I wasn't. It was awesome. I used to love The Undertaker, he was my second favourite after Edge.

So last night we went to the cinema to see The Social Network. Sarah and I had been enjoying another awesome meal at Bella Italia - culminating once again in The Godfather, a gigantic sundae containing whipped cream, chocolate ice cream, brownie, vanilla ice cream, wafers, and chocolate raisins - and we rendez-vous'd with the others at Cineworld. Soph, Alex, Pete, Cliffey, and Tom were those who came, and we were all very excited right up until the point where we discovered that The Social Network was sold out.

This came as a disappointment. I had topped up my pone specifically to text 241, and Cliffey hadn't been to the cinema since Australia. But it was not to be - some of us were prepared to go and see a different film, but Despicable Me was ruled out on the grounds of being a "kid's film" (Soph) and we couldn't see Mr. Nice because it's an 18 and some people didn't bring any ID (Pete...and me).  So back we went, but not until after Cliffey and Tom had hit up the pick 'n' mix. They weren't leaving empty handed, no way no how.

When we got back we decided that we were watching a film come hell or high water, so Pete set about downloading one while the rest of us chilled. Tom, Cliffey and I had a quick game of Fifa (we were all on the same team, and we won 2-1 after extra time, boom) and before long the film was ready to watch.

So we sat down in the living room - minus Soph and Alex, who we'd lost somewhere down the line, and Sarah, who had gone to bed, but plus Gem, who had been hangin' around in the house this whole time - and watched Kill Bill.

In Italian. With English subs. It was still really good, but it did get a little confusing when people started speaking Japanese in Italian in English.

Pete would like me to point out that not only did he go to the bother of downloading the film, he also paid for our taxi back from the cinema. So thanks Pete; you kept us out of the cold.

Joel.