The next few days were average.
Average — despite connotations — is not a bad thing. It’s not strictly a good thing either, but it’s sort of a middle of the line area that’s left once you’ve smoothed out all the overly good, and overly bad bits. Average; it’s a hallmark of our society that I feel the need to explain this.
On Tuesday I had two slices of Mum’s special Christmas pudding. I’ll also explain that she didn’t actually make it, but had it gifted to her, and it was rather somewhat full of rum. I didn’t realise that cakes could soak up quite so much rum, so I was drunk by lunchtime and never really realised it.
That afternoon I went for a bike ride and it knocked me around considerably. It took about an hour to do the circuit that usually takes under forty-five minutes, and I nearly threw up at one point because all of my internal organs were all apparently out of alignment. Cycling into the wind was like trying to climb upside down up a rope ladder covered in algae, using only your legs.
I vowed never to eat the cake again, although on Thursday I ate the cake again.
The week has seen an excitable amount of work on Briscycle, OpenStreetMap, and a new top secret project for an old school chum. It’s difficult to decide which item I’m more excited about because they’re all quite interesting projects. Today I devoted the day to the latter, and it’s coming along nicely.
On the weekend I’ve got a bunch of things to do that will distract and entertain me. After somewhat subdued e-makeup with Jess, I’ve been invited to her engagement party which aims to be an evening of extravagance and delight. I’m not anticipating much will come of it, and I’m going to leave early because I want to do something on the Sunday.
I’m supposed to be having brunch with Rach (who jet-setted in from Europe today,) so I think I might take the bike and head someplace after that where I can bicycle around all over the place. I don’t know.
Nick arrives on Monday which is probably the worst thing in the world, because I’m a poor bastard and probably won’t be able to go anywhere with him. I’m hoping to finish and invoice this project early so that I can pay my outstanding bills and spend money with no regard for consequence, but we’ll see how that goes.
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