Long weekend

[juliet]

Busy busy. Still not over, in fact, but as I'm in front of a computer currently (waiting for martling to be done in a lecture) I may as well say some stuff.


BMovie on Friday was generally fun. I had to choose a skirt *all on my own* because marnameow was stuck on tubes, but managed to overcome this sartorial crisis successfully. beingjdc showed up just as we were about to leave, which was good timing, but we were still late enough that we missed getting a table. However, the attempt to get table led to being there at around 8.30, which is a peculiar time to start being at a club & meant that by around midnight my brain thought it should be 2 or 3am & objected a bit. Many lovely people showed up. There was dancing & BOOZE & stuff. uon had a lovely shiny skirt, shiny shiny. beingjdc had, as has been mentioned elsewhere, his shirt removed for him. I had a bit of a wibble around midnight - to do with tiredness, & slight remaining hangover from Thursday, & shitty day at work, & other people being stressed, I think - but then the DJ put on the Loud Bouncy Music, & I cheered myself up significantly by jumping up & down lots. Hurrah. Herded people back to Bermondsey afterwards & collapsed with shocking backache which sadly meant I slept not at all. Whoops.



Saturday morning began with truly fantastic breakfast produced by marnameow. By this stage I hadn't eaten anything for 17 hrs, & it demonstrates my state of mind that as I sat around in the kitchen on the verge of tears, it did not occur to me till halfway through the food a bit later that this would be down to lack of food. And I *know* how I react to lack of food. Silly Juliet, should eat more regularly. Anyway, there was sitting around & chatting to daneel_olivaw & kitty_goth & assorted other folk, & then I had to head Edinburgh-wards. But not before taking kitty_goth, daneel_olivaw, beingjdc & atommickbrane, along with a friend of Kitty's whose name I forget, back to ours to meet the ratties. Of whom there are some cute photos.

I shall draw a veil over the train journey - it only took 1.5hrs longer than the advertised 4.5, after all. And I did get some sleep in. martling was, impressively, actually there on time to meet me, & we went to get FOOD before I collapsed entirely. Then off to the SU for drinking & a club of sorts, where I met ciphergoth as per previous post. Didn't stay too long though due to knackeredness.

Sunday we went off to the airfield to go gliding. I did get to go up, & it was *fun*. It's so peculiar that it's not powered - it *feels* like it must be powered, because you're moving. But you can feel the air shoving you around. I got to actually fly the thing a bit, & didn't do anything too disastrous. I wouldn't mind going again; but I don't think I could cope with going along regularly. The flying bit is ace, but there's a *hell* of a lot of standing around betweentimes. *whoosh*, though!

Got back pretty late, but since everything in Edinburgh starts & finishes later (because of sensible licensing restrictions), there was still plenty of time for food & pub & another club (called DKY). I was *shockingly* underdressed (if I'd known there would be clubbing I'd have brought more clothes!), but they played some decent stuff (among some shitty stuff, but there we go), & you could buy a vodka&coke for a quid, & there was fun. Hurrah.

Wander round Edinburgh this afternoon, I think, before I have to head back. Though sadly the morning sunshine has given way to grey clouds, bah.

Comments

[wintrmute.livejournal.com]

Gliding is indeed fun!