Mefcon, KD and I hit the town last night – my darling Lu even made an appearance before excusing herself to get her hair cut. Drinkies at the Townie (our usual Wednesday abode where we studiously ignore the most irritating trivia man). Mefcon dashed off early to star gaze – Mars is real close you know – which means conspiracy freaks and UFO weirdos probably alternatively having fits of joy and paranoia. KD and I got wasted and did the deep and meaningful thing. She’s a lot of fun but sneaky. She asks these subtle (well subtle after about twenty beers and a few bourbons) questions and then you spend the next twenty minutes trying to work out exactly what she meant. Of course the length of my cognition could have been related to my alcohol consumption too. Or she might not be all that subtle after all. Damn why didn’t I realise that last night? Oh yeah. The booze. But hell it was fun.
Mefcon is heading to Shanghai on the weekend for a rendevous with his un-girlfriend (like un-birthday in an ‘Alice in Wonderland’ kind of way). A decision of which I am entirely jealous of. But the ‘unemployed and living off a massive redundency’ can just drop everything and fly to China. Lucky sod. Very jealous.
