Well, no, I'm actually wearing a more sober grey dress and little black hoody with fishnets and black patent pumps, but that's mostly because I forgot what the date was when I woke up late this morning! I shall, however be making French Onion Soup for tea later and listening to Les Mis while I workout, so it's all good.
Had an excellent email waiting in my inbox this morning, from A Word A Day. It's focussing on terms relating to royalty this week, and was introduced by the following caveat by Anu Garg:
"Royalty -- an outdated idea. Kings and queens, princes and princesses mostly appear in fairy tales now, and that's exactly where they belong. Most of the world did away with them long ago. Others, such as the citizens of Nepal recently, are realizing that having someone appointed as the head of a country just because he or she was born in a certain family makes about as much sense as fire-breathing dragons and gold-spinning maidens.
Well, what would happen to the publishing world without them, one might ask. Sure, the royals do help the tabloid industry, but in their absence we can count on Paris Hilton and Michael Jackson to fill the vacuum. As a service to humanity, they would selflessly agree to ratchet up their daily quota of antics. And they would do it without being a burden on the taxpayers.
The only species of monarchs I support is the monarch butterfly. Monarchy deserves to be extinct"
Right on topic!
In other news, my Friday night looked like this: Drinks with my friend and colleague Dawn at the Caroline of Brunswick, and then on to Pete's (landlord of the Caroline) first alternative club night at The Ocean Rooms. It was called TRANSITION, and it was really quite something. Cheap to get in at £3 and drinks were quite reasonable too! I hadn't been to this venue before and was pleasantly surprised by the décor and the lovely red leather sofas dotted around, really nice atmosphere. The DJ left something to be desired initially, but eventually got into the swing of things and played all manner of great tunes - including Pitchshifter and KoRn! Really good stuff. It got extremely busy which meant a bit of a squish on the dance floor, but the aircon worked and it was just so nice to have somewhere other than the Engine Rooms to go on a Friday night when all you want is to get drunk and mosh your socks off. I wore my fabulous red and black dread wig and seriously enjoyed being someone else for the night. Phil was wearing his new Electro Boy t-shirt from Boosh Fest last weekend and looked *so* hot :)
The rest of the weekend was really lazy and chilled. Loved it. Woke up fairly early despite the booze and just wandered around town getting bits for our Pride costumes on the Saturday - I spotted the perfect Chinese hat for Phil in a charity shop near St Peter's Church - and only £5, what a bargain; Spent the whole of Sunday either snuggling in bed, cooking, or watching X-Files. It was proper bliss. Had a really good talk with Phil over the weekend about some stuff that had been bothering me, or worrying me and it was so worth doing. He listens and responds better than any guy I've ever been out with; I don't think I could be happier to be honest, I am so lucky. He's fantastic.
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