i love london-- FAP 27 September

I'm upset coz the cute bloke on OKCupid hasn't written back yet. Sigh.

i mean, amy brought out her kittens for me last time. that's my kind of pub!

yeah, the three years thing is especially significant because if i married an english person from here on out, i can apply for dual-citizenship. note to any h0me 0ffice people reading this: i am kidding! i'm not planning on getting married for immigration purposes!

bringing out her kittens vs. bringing out her puppies.

jeez, then do you want to take my place at all the bloody weddings i have to go to next year? EVERYONE is getting married!

bringing out her kittens vs. bringing out her puppies.

ewwww.

only concern is whether the chancellor&h0me 0ffice will continue the funding for the project i'm working on for that long. fingers crossed! (don't actually want to get married for any reason, for anyone that doesn't know)

Let's go dancing after the pub.

Ugh.

i went to a wedding alone in april, and thought it would be terrible, and it wasn't that bad. although i had to drive from detroit to kalamazoo, so i couldn't drink. which made it harder. there was a magician. there should be magicians at all weddings.

Let's go dancing after the pub.

monday dancing? have we found anywhere for monday dancing yet?

xpost-- i also vote for the elopement + big drunken party. seems easier for everyone involved. except maybe the parents.

I actually stopped counting aniversaries back in the UK at about three years. Strange.

but i'll probably celebrate 5 years, and then if/when my permanent leave to remain comes through, and then dunno if i'll do more than that.

Hmm, I had a feeling that we had done, but actually I might just have been thinking of the cheap cocktails night in the long island ice tea bar. Which might not even happen any more, think it's over a year since I've been...

Well, we've got plenty of time to do research.

ok. if anyone knows somewhere where there's dancing on a monday night...let us know. because i will not go to the long island iced tea bar. there's just something wrong with that. (especially on a night when i'm celebrating being here, not there)

aw, thanks steve! true, it's almost exactly my year anniversary of meeting ilxors in person right about now. woo! can't believe how quickly it went.

Well no, I wasn't suggesting it, I hate it in there. It just reminds me of the night I lost my iPod.

What's Trash?

Of course it doesn't take much to make me and Charlie knock heads. Usually just Red Bull. Tee hee.

That sort of date-maths always mixes me up, but I kind of love it. For years, I looked forward to the day when I was exactly half the age of my mum, just cos there's something pleasing about our relative rates-of-aging, and the feeling that somehow I'm catching up with her. And then one day I was thinking about it and realised that if I was exactly half my mum's age, that'd mean I was exactly the age she was when she had me. And that made it seem even more of an important date. And then I realised I'd already missed it. Boo.

I'm still less than half as old as my dad though. And that's the scary one really, cos once I cross that line, I'll definitely feel like I'm leaving it too late to start having my own kids...

gah, all this talk of marriage and babies on my fap thread, and then one of my last 'cool' co-workers just walked around announcing that she's pregnant. (she prefaced it with 'i know how much you love kids, but...' which amused me, since i don't mind other people's kids, as long as they're well behaved...)

Of course it doesn't take much to make me and Charlie knock heads. Usually just Red Bull. Tee hee.

what?! you and charlie argue? never!

xpost-- anna, are you celebrating at all? do you celebrate that kind of thing?

it was kinda fun.. but i've never been since it's at the end. i went to that bar once and it wasn't so great - i paid like 8 quid for a double vodka and red bull (i was on a well paid job at the time). and they were showing kingpin on the projector.

It felt a bit strange when I'd been back in England longer than I'd lived in other places, but I was only 14 or so and didn't really appreciate it. It just seemed like I'd grown roots or something. Ecch. I'm just looking forward to my 10,000th day now.

Trash might be fun. Dressing up is a good way to banish the Monday Demons.

here's some pics which should shed some light on the situation:
http://www.trashclub.co.uk/images/photos/1.jpg
http://www.trashclub.co.uk/images/photos/trash-127.jpg
http://www.trashclub.co.uk/images/photos/trash-120.jpg
http://www.trashclub.co.uk/images/photos/155.jpg

a) Markelby on commas debate - LIVE (from the House of Commas)

b) Colette on Gore

c) Cecily on film historians

oh god, i'm tired.

It was nice of people to praise my commas, but I would never knock RJG's.

And of differences of opinion, about Bill Drummond.

what? i don't remember that. unless this was part of the catholic conversation? my background is confusing, like many americans.

Trash wasn't that awful. It wasn't that great, either. But they did play Run Run Run and No-No-No-Torious and Hey Bulldog and I leapt about like a fool knocking strokes and models out of the way. Fashion clubs bring out the worst in me.

Yes, hurrah to Stevem for the fast queue. Boo to horrid boys that wanted me to play with their hair and wouldn't leave me alone. Quit trying to pull, can't you see I'm just dancing? Fuck off! All the boys in there were 12. I couldn't even get a clit-on, I just felt dirty. So I danced.

Too bad I missed all the interesting conversations. Or maybe not, as my head was too full of maths. I still have the future telling device. I am going to write a mathematical paper on its statistical probability.

Right. So who's up for Death Disco tonight?

(But then again, I fell asleep last night reading Peter Ackroyd and had this strange dream that the Fleet was the Evil Anti-Alpheus which made Clerkenwell the Anti-Arcadia and then I was persued by angry shepherds and Haligonians.)

But when they played She's Lost Control, it was about 10% too slow, just so that the wanky DJ could beat match it with whatever tedious grunk he'd played before it. That upset me.

All I think about while dancing is WAAARRRGGGGHHHH!!! VODKA! YIPPEEE!!! OOOH, DDB AT 3 O'CLOCK, GRRRR, GET OUT OF MY WAY, WA-HEY, I LIKE THIS SONG, WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!

(which may be why I like dancing so much.)

I can't believe that Colette made me try to nick a random DDB's tie, as well. Sigh.

Hmm, yeah, it's happening a lot, isn't it? No doubt my next night out will feature a Joy Division/Russ Abbott Atmosphere mash up.

yeah, he was the inspiration for leaving, for me.there's a big difference between playing with my friend's hair and touching a complete stranger with a slightly crazy look in his eyes.

I can't believe that Colette made me try to nick a random DDB's tie, as well. Sigh.

you suggested it! i only encouraged it! you said 'there's my future husband, i'd like to steal his tie' and so i said 'why don't you go ask him for it, then? at least you got to talk to him!

were all the boys really 12? no wonder i thought they were cute. ugh. i had a crush on a boy wearing fingerless gloves. gross!

i think about a lot of stuff while i'm dancing (and in general) but it depends what i'm dancing to - didn't recognise a lot of the stuff or was too hackneyed and it didn't really appeal so ended up too conscious of my surroundings, and surrounding people (c/d: girls right by you taking up the space of about 5 people while they're dancing so you have to stay alert at all times just to avoid being smacked in the face....fun for her tho i expect) - still not all bad.

ick, there were two girls that were dancing very near to us for a while that kept doing this. they ran into me so many times that i finally just turned around and stuck my elbows out and let them run into my bony elbows. ha.

yeh it's tempting to just stand there rigid and kinda intimidate them into restricting their movement (or you could just start grinding up against them suggestively - would be interesting to see how they react), but that would be fun-hating, club-hating behaviour perhaps (i'm sure someone will berate us for complaining, but this is about having no space to dance because other people are taking up so much - maybe i'm too passive when it comes to this)

http://www.tattoonow.com/Tattoo_Galleries/Russ_Abbott/

or you could just start grinding up against them suggestively

I assumed that's what they were doing to me in the first place. No? Oh.

um, yeah, actually. i'd forgotten about that. i was so shocked that you actually did it! they looked like they wanted to kill you...it was hilarious.