How was last night?

Frunk as duck trying to work out how the hell I get home from Aldgate East, desperately trying not to fall asleep and end up in Stanmore (again) by listening to some heavy metal. I then proceeded to make myself dinner, massively overseasoned my turkey steaks with cayenne pepper, paprika, mustard and chillies, put too much butter and cheese on my jacket potato, burned the crap out of my mouth and drinking a few more large bottles of San Miguel.

Today has been a mixture of searing hot bowel movements, a painful headache, getting my ass handed to me on Wolfenstein and struggling to work.

Also, for some reason that I am still trying to work out, I bought a bottle of honey. I have no idea where I got it from, why I got it or what I'm going to use it for, but I definitely have honey that I did not have when I left the flat yesterday.

This is a disturbingly normal Saturday/Sunday routine that I must get out of.

THIS, is fantastic.
 
Just had the most spectacular weekend (by my standards anyway)

My dad went to hospital for a mild heart attack (diagnosed with angina) last friday, he came home yesterday all fixed and recovering :D never had a direct family member go into hospital for something as frightening as a heart attack before so it came as quite a shock.

The second part to this weekend was two of my best friends returning home completely unannounced from a year and a half backpacking around Australia/Thailand/Vietnam/Cambodia/new zealand.

Best part was, literally hours before their flight home i was talking to him on facebook and i said "i bet you'll just return home and surprise us all one day" he threw me off the scent by telling me they were getting a second years working visa for Australia!

Best weekend I've had in ages, and so so so so so so glad my dad is getting better :)
 
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