Snow has killed London

Last week it snowed, and blah blah blah the whole country seemed to grind to a partial halt. But we are all accustomed to that, so I won't dwell on it.

As you read in my last post I was out Sunday night until late, then barely got any sleep before going back to work. The first week of January is typically one of the busiest weeks of the year in my line of work, so arriving on Monday with 2 hours sleep wasn't the best preparation, in particular knowing that the only pleasure I had gotten the night before was from my right hand when I got home, but I battled through regardless.

Midweek it began to snow, and it was a bitch to get to work, but you don't care, so lets not go there. On Friday night I did a fuck up at work, and had to work through lunch and stayed until about 7pm sigh. Afterwards I met a couple of friends, we went for a couple of pints round the Moorgate area and there was a noticeable lack of activity everywhere. In need of some beautiful women to gawp at, I suggested to my friends that we should go to the infamous Reflex and get our fill of 80s music and a club full of essex girls. We arrived at about 9.30, which is usually peak time for this city club and the fact there was no queue outside was a slight worry. The last time I came to this club at a similar time there was hundreds of people in there, so I dropped a bollock when I walked int to see two...people there. Yes, two people in the whole place.

We swiftly left, checked out a couple more places, before cursing the snow gods and having an early night.

On Saturday I decided to try my luck again in the city, and went for a few pints in the Shaftesbury Avenue/Chinatown area, before grabbing a bite to eat at Wong Kei I had gone down on the tube with my friend, and we met up with a couple of other friends who had driven down. After eating, we discussed what to do with the rest of the night. The pubs all looked dead again in central london, but not as bad as on Friday, however the friends I was with wanted to go to some place in Bayswater, and I reluctantly agreed. The problem was, they forgot where they had parked. It was like something out of dude wheres my car, as we walked for about an hour looking for their car. All they could remember was it was next to Pollen Street. If it helps to understand, these guys are huge stoners. Eventually we found the car, and by the time we got to bayswater we couldn't get in.

What an epic fail weekend.

The dutch girl from last weekend text me and would-be, and we both added her on facebook. We were less than impressed as we refamiliarised ourselves with her the image of her face, however, I have come to the conclusion that she simply isn't photogenic, and that after a few beers I can come to appreciate the intricacies of her beauty. It lies there somewhere. I messaged her today, just saying she can take a look at the opening couple of pages of a short story I'm working on, and I'm in the process of trying to omit scenes of domestic violence, suicidal thoughts, drug abuse and despondent thinking from the text. However, I'm not particularly bothered about her, I'm just trying to monitor the situation and see if I can get an easy lay out of it.

One I am bothered about is the translucent girl from work, someone I have yet to work out. Whilst suffering from enormous fatigue on Monday, I was invited to go and see the musical Chicago midweek, with a gay guy from work and 5 girls...I know, this is so so gay, but at the time it sounded like a good idea and I agreed. The instant feeling of regret once I had uttered the words was not a good sign, but either way I'm hoping I get a chance to make the move again. With each passing moment I am more convinced that I really need to pull out of this and not make the move, but I'm only (hu)man and my penis dictates otherwise.

Finally, you may have noticed that would-be's blog has disappeared, basically he got smashed on Friday with his new work mates and might have mentioned the blog. Some of the material on the blog, about the circumstances of how he got the job, could put his position at risk, so he's taken it down as a precaution...I'm sure he'll be back soon.

For now though, if you miss your fix of tales of degeneracy, then check out Joppas blog, those tales of new stadiums and darts...100% degen...