The joys of autumn (possibly)
Oct. 26th, 2005 10:18 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
julietSo, rather to my own surprise, after last night's Staying Up Late & Drinking Of Perhaps Slightly More Wine Than I Meant To, I was only 5 min late for physio this morning (at 8am). After, thus, a three mile cycle, 65 min of reasonably full-on knee-related circuit training, and another three mile cycle (plus a bit for the detour needed to locate soya milk ftb I really need some tea this morning[0]), I feel... about ready to go back to bed, actually, thanks.
Still, at least I have tea now. And a mandarin & dragon fruit smoothie, whatever the sod a dragon fruit is[1]. It says 'Detox' on the bottle; this cannot be bad. Tastes OK, as well.
Last night was much fun, anyway. Missed almost all of the first band; the Great Bear I thought were rather fun (and they had a trumpet! Always a bonus); and Taxi Thingummy (or possibly Thingummy Taxi) were about 15 and clearly should have been tucked up in bed.![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
dogrando, carsmilesteve, & myself were making comments to that effect, & feeling v old as a result, until discovering from katstevens that they were actually all about 15 and yes, that was the singer's mum and dad picking them up afterwards. Bless. The lead singer looked like he really wanted a heroin habit but didn't quite have the nerve; and had also missed the memo warning that you can carry off the charity shop ill-fitting jacket thing only if you're really cute.
Ver Khaki were of course splendid as ever, and much jumping up & down (and possibly Swaggering) ensued. Good stuff. Also Good Stuff wascatsgomiaow's DJing.
Can I go back to bed, now?
[0] Tesco Express by Westminster tube is rubbish and not worthy of the name 'Tesco' at all. It is a corner shop, not even remotely supermarketish, except that our corner shop sells sodding soya milk. Thankfully Sainsburys Local on Victoria Rd sorted me out, even if that did mean the exciting cycle round, rather than across, Hyde Park Corner. All limbs, head, etc appear still intact.
[1]A dragon fruit, yesterday.
Still, at least I have tea now. And a mandarin & dragon fruit smoothie, whatever the sod a dragon fruit is[1]. It says 'Detox' on the bottle; this cannot be bad. Tastes OK, as well.
Last night was much fun, anyway. Missed almost all of the first band; the Great Bear I thought were rather fun (and they had a trumpet! Always a bonus); and Taxi Thingummy (or possibly Thingummy Taxi) were about 15 and clearly should have been tucked up in bed.
dogrando, carsmilesteve, & myself were making comments to that effect, & feeling v old as a result, until discovering from katstevens that they were actually all about 15 and yes, that was the singer's mum and dad picking them up afterwards. Bless. The lead singer looked like he really wanted a heroin habit but didn't quite have the nerve; and had also missed the memo warning that you can carry off the charity shop ill-fitting jacket thing only if you're really cute. Ver Khaki were of course splendid as ever, and much jumping up & down (and possibly Swaggering) ensued. Good stuff. Also Good Stuff was
catsgomiaow's DJing. Can I go back to bed, now?
[0] Tesco Express by Westminster tube is rubbish and not worthy of the name 'Tesco' at all. It is a corner shop, not even remotely supermarketish, except that our corner shop sells sodding soya milk. Thankfully Sainsburys Local on Victoria Rd sorted me out, even if that did mean the exciting cycle round, rather than across, Hyde Park Corner. All limbs, head, etc appear still intact.
[1]A dragon fruit, yesterday.
