The Importance of Being Idle

Pub Crawl

Okay, so where were we?
Ah yes, well Saturday was... well it was hard work in places. I was feeling down again and it was difficult to work up the energy to really talk to anybody at all, even my friends, so I mainly just stood and was miserable. Saturday was also Matt's birthday, and having agreed to go out with him for a few drinks many months ago (when it was to be a fancy dress pub-crawl, with all of us going as super-heroes, which was an idea cancelled just two weeks ago when it turned out that there was really only gonna be me, Shaz, Matt & Bex making that particular effort and four of us wasn't enough for a pub crawl was more than enough to make ourselves targets and also to bar us entry to places) I was already committed. Honestly, the way I was feeling, so enclosed and broken I really didn't want to go, as much for Matt's sake as for mine; I really didn't think I was gonna be able to add anything to his birthday apart from misery and inexplicably cruel comments (I had tried to make my usual "witty" comments at the stall earlier, but they'd just turned out to be horribly inappropriate and unpleasant). However, Shaz forced me to have a bath and reminded me that Matt was relying on me to be there and... it was fun. Matt and I aren't heavy drinkers at the best of times, and we both drank a significant amount and then discussed with our remaining intelligence how peculiar the sensation of being drunk is. As a pub crawl it was massively poor, we only made it to two places 'cos once we got to the Boys Head we pretty much settled in, being the only people there. Richie (the landlord) made us special shots in secret, and also made a cocktail he called the Boys Head Knockout for the birthday boy (I drank the second one 'cos Matt was rightly afraid of it) and eventually we wobbled our way home at about 2am (having discovered that Richie is a massive Transformers nerd), where I promptly fell asleep until Archie woke me up for his breakfast. I dutifully wobbled downstairs still much the worse for wear, then went back up to bed and pretty much stayed there for the rest of the day. In the evening we watched a couple of movies, The Number 23 and Sunshine, at least one of which deserves to be talked about at some length, but that isn't gonna happen now.
This morning I finally got Diligenta's response to my appeal, and, surprisingly, they backed their own play and, to summarise, told me that as I had no legal employment rights for the first twelve months they can and will do as they want. And have a nice day. It was disappointing, but hardly surprising.
Other things have happened, but I can't be bothered to go into them right now. Not many of the things that have happened have been good anyway, although the good bits have been very good and made me feel that I might not be such a waste of space after all.
I'd also like to learn to snowboard, I'll just add that to the list of things while I'm here. It's an odd list though, to be sure.

posted by BadMonkey @ 3:03 PM