It was an interesting weekend, I made £2.65 total on the nags. This was on three horses, the names of which were: Applause, Pipedreamer & Kirby's Vic. It would have been better but I bet on some right rotters as well, so at the end of the day when I made my final withdrawal to my checking account I was a mere £2.65 to the good. Still, this does signify the end of a horrible losing streak on the nags so I am pleased with the overall outcome.
On Friday night I had a real rip roaring weights session whilst I watched a film called "Drag me to Hell", which was just splendid. It's a film about this bank clerk who refuses to give a gypsy a loan. This then prompts the gypsy to put the curse of the black goat on the ladys coat button, prompting all manner of nasty business. I really enjoyed it and hope you will too. After encouraging lactic acid into my system I had a nice bath and then did something I have been enjoying very much. I had a Mario Kart session and consumed wine. Oh shit, so sorry I forgot, I watched Derren Brown and Peep Show before Mario came to the party.
Saturday was something of a write off and I spent a large proportion of the day ensuring a deficit of calories was a certain non starter. If memory serves I had the following: 6 chicken McNuggets & chips, 2 plates of cheesy chips, a curry and half a pizza. It is, apparently, a fact that you only ever discover cheesy chips if you go to university and the amount of life experience you have can be garnered from knowledge of the cheesy chip phenomenon. Ging says he first heard about cheesy chips when he was in the sixth form as they did them in the kebab shop next door to (the then) Curry Katyre. I personally discovered them at Reading University student's union. They used to bloody love them down there.
Anyway I went to Ging's house for a bit on Saturday evening and found that he has a game called "Demolition Man" on this Super Nintendo emulator he has on his computer. I was very pleased when we put it on and it was, as I had suspected, a computer game of the film. Result! I got past the first level but then it got a bit difficult and I had to go home to get the internet working for Tash, so I left. Simple as that really, no conspiracy here.
On Sunday I went to Crawley as Tash insisted that we go shopping. I have to highlight one particular word of caution to people. Please do not go in a shop called "Primark", it is the Devil's shop. Full of these gannets rushing round the aisles, it is really bad. They have the typical rotating displays of clothes that create a kind of maze like quality within the shop, and to make it worse some of these display racks have mirrors on top of them. This makes it very confusing if you are scanning the shop trying to find someone, very much impossible actually. Plus, most of the clothes have been taken off their hangers and just disguarded. This gives the whole place the feel of a jumble sale. It is just the pits, please do not go there. It's like a down graded TK Max, as if that isn't bad enough.
Anyway, the best on Sunday was that we had a Wimpy. Bloody lovely it was, Tash & I both had sausage, egg and chips and a Wimpy coffee. Bliss! It made the whole Crawley experience at least that little bit more tolerable.
We got in from Crawlers about 4.15pm and I sat and watched the football whilst I scoffed a pepperoni pizza. Then, later, I had a marathon 2 hour exercise bike session, 44km total. I didn't finish until 10.20pm and to settle down a bit I had a deep bath and relaxed. Despite this I still couldn't get to sleep until about 1.30am, which caused me to be rather tired yesterday.
