This being Europe and since Europe values quality of life as much as quantity, it should come as no surprise that Easter weekend was a four-day paid weekend. Very relaxing. It started last Thursday when I went to Fabric with some friends. Three floors of incredibly loud (and good) techno and electro. The music must have given everyone a headache, though, as people were popping aspirin left and right.
In other news, women on aspirin are very friendly.
Had someone try to lift my wallet on the dance floor. I immediately grabbed it, whirled around, only to find myself looking up at a six foot forever wall of meat. He just looked down at me, smiled, nodded, and walked away.
Went to Bayswater on Saturday to look for flats. Ran into a very strange girl who glommed on to me, was hitting on me like mad (including making very explicit suggestions that I'll not repeat here) and generally creeped me out. If she wasn't a damned loon, I would have been flattered. Kind of ruined a big chunk of the day as I'm not terribly good at saying "you're a god-damned freak and need to go away now".
Sunday and Monday were mostly spent in Upper Warlingham, celebrating a brother's birthday, enjoying watching the grill burn the chicken and sausages and seeing my new nephew, Riley (about 3 weeks old and cute as a button, but don't tell anyone I said that).
Next week I'll probably be seeing Break Out. I've already seen one performance by this group (Jump) and it was fantastic, so I'm looking forward to a great show.
Yeah, I love London.