So yesterday I jumped on a train after work to London to see some buddies. I love London, and it was nice to be back. An evening of mulled wine, nibbles and fireworks was ahead. The fireworks were pretty, but the music was lame. I wanted really cheesy songs, but alas no. Anyway, lots of oooooh and ahhhhh-ing later was had. Then ended up in the most packed pub. Everyone seemed jolly and merry. And we found a light up light saber, so you know, good things happen.
Of course I woke up at 6ish this morning, and hoped people were awake. I then stay there for about a couple of hours waiting for people to wake up, and then realising people were awake, and had been awake for ages. Stupid body clock. We then went for brunch, because Claire is always at brunch. She always is. She lives the dream in London. Went to the coolest place, and very Instagram-worthy....and the other said that would be ok for me. I had pancakes with bacon. And tea. Tea in a glass. I liked that. Then we just wandered. Claire brought the lightest pair of running shoes, we had Starbucks red cups, saw Christmas decorations, we went in Paperchase, danced around in the street, and just talked. It was a good day.
I then had the joy of hanging out with my super friend Tom too. He took me to this weird art exhibition. We still don't really understand it, but we liked it. It was super to see him. Lots of giant beardy faces...who wouldn't wanna see that?!
Anyway, back to work tomorrow. 9-5 shift. Wish me luck, I need it.