It's been a few days since I last updated, for no particular reason other than laziness. So sorry about that, this one will definitely be worth the wait. Well, maybe.
On Wednesday night went to see The Social Network, a week later than anticipated. I was the first to arrive at the cinema, and the queue was out the door and 'round the corner. It looked like we would once again have to postpone our viewing pleasure thanks to loads and loads of people arriving before us.
But wait! There was another showing an hour later. So, in lieu of making the long hard trudge to the Vue, we wandered 'round town for a spell - accidentally stumbling upon the new HMV in St. David's 2 - before returning for the 9.45 showing.
I thought the film was very good indeed, and so did Pete. Soph said she liked it too, but Cliffey was somewhat indifferent, and Tom didn't like it at all. I'm not sure of Alex's opinion, but if he's reading this, Al, do write in to let us know.
The film didn't finish 'til past midnight, and as Alex's car already had five people to fill it, I nobly volunteered to walk back. It wasn't much of a sacrifice to be honest; I rather enjoyed the walk, soundtracked as it was by the second half of Tom Waits' Rain Dogs album.
Upon my return I played a whole lotta Worms with Cliffey. We even attempted a few of the multiplayer missions, with varying results (just don't mention girders around Cliffey for a while). At around 3am, Anna Sharp dropped by having been to town, but I was quite sleepy by this point so I turned in.
Yesterday was a bit of a cropping fail. I had intended to meet up with Meic and do some recording, but I hadn't written anything yet and besides, his computer was misbehaving so we took a rain check. I rang up my mum to ask if she and my brother (both on half term) were doing anything for lunch. Having arranged to meet them in the bay and proceed to Pearl of the Orient for their rather excellent set lunch menu, I headed for the bus stop.
Well, I got into town okay. I was to meet my family at the Millennium Centre, and, like the fool I am, I got on a no. 9 bus to the bay.
Except not quite. The number 9 goes to the sports village, where the swimming pool and ice rink and Morrisons and Toys 'R' Us are. I thought it would go via the Mermaid Quay area, but alas, it just went straight there.
So I spent an hour stranded outside Morrisons, waiting for a bus (the number 7) that would take me to Pearl of the Orient. Two of them fell off the board (CAAAARDIFF BUUUUUS!) and I ended up arriving at the restaurant about an hour and a half later than I had hoped.
On the plus side, I got to spend some time in the bit around the sports village, which was quite nice. Also, it gave me time to write some lyrics and I now have something to record when I do eventually see Meic (it's about fast food). Also also, the Chinese still make delicious food, even when you do arrive late.
Tonight, my brother is coming 'round to play Risk and steal my fish fingers, and then it's Josh and Rich and Elusive Dave's Halloween party. I don't have a costume yet. I should probably buy one.
Joel.
P.S. Sarah has a very bad cold at the moment, everyone please send out lots of get well thoughts.
P.P.S. Tomorrow's update - and at my current rate it may not go up until next week - will be post no. 50, so expect something special, possibly.
No comments:
Post a Comment