Thursday, July 26, 2007 4:07:02 PM (GMT Standard Time, UTC+00:00)
What?
Last night I decided to be impulsive and on a whim headed into Brixton to watch a band comprised of people I either knew or were acquainted with at school, all of whom I haven't even spoken to in four years. [Swound]
I was a bit apprehensive of travelling to a strange place alone, of possibly being bored, of not liking their music, of being surrounded by strange people in a bar I was unfamiliar with but this is what impulsiveness is about - taking risks and haha did it pay off.
After an eternity of sound checking and a lot heckling by a nearby table of really old people (They were hilarious), Swound finally kicked off their set in style by telling us to "shut yer mouth" (Apparently it's a track of theirs 
) and Rowan started prancing around the stage like a total nutcase.
Rowan jumping around like a lunatic
Brilliant stuff, I didn't know whether to laugh or dance, I chose the former due to the low alcohol content of the pisswater I was drinking and clapped along to the madness.
They had an interesting style which I couldn't quite put my finger on, but there was a track or two that would definitely do well if presented to the masses, (the Shut your mouth track whatever it's called being one of them).
Ah it was some good stuff, but unfortunately as I had to dash down to the Victoria line which is closing early this summer I didn't get chance to stay around and catch up.
There's always next time, and with any luck they'll be signed, successful and have lots of hot girls hanging around by then. Here's to hope eh?
Tuesday, July 10, 2007 9:49:22 PM (GMT Standard Time, UTC+00:00)
Ok! Amsterdam has been booked, both acommodation and flights! :D
This is a bit of an oddity really, I made a post about three weeks ago on the 'secret' HK Forums over at the Lionhead website asking when the next pissup would be, seeming as it's become a regular and enjoyable occurrence resulting in much hilarity and entertainment (see previous post on that matter!).
Somebody jokingly said that we should go to Amsterdam because that's where he lived and I decided that was actually quite a good idea and started asking around in that direction.
Another thread was made, and in it some interest was registered for a trip to Amsterdam and somehow between then and now I've managed to get 6 people over the internet to commit to a trip to another country. Amsterdam on the weekend of the 11th August then! =D.
I'm never a very assertive person when it comes to people so I'm quite proud this has finally happened. Of course, James helped organise the details of where we were staying and the flights, so it's thanks to him we're actually managing the logistics of it all :D
The guest list?
Not bad at all eh? It's shaping up to be a most excellent weekend of shenanigans and tomfoolery (hey wot?)
It's also my birthday this week, or so Outlook claims. In celebration of this dubious fact I shall be going out and getting drunk, not once, not twice, but three times.
Tomorrow I'll be cooking chilli for my new housemates (who by the way, are awesome). I want to tell the world about these guys but it can wait until we're drunk and I can do it safely without embarassment :)! Then we'll be heading for a quiet drink or two at BoBs (JAAAAAGERBULL!)
On Thursday I'll be travelling into town to meet Andy Quayle (an old ... friend? acquaintance? accomplice? ), James and possible someone else from school and possibly Emma seeming as it's on her home turf. There shall be both Jager and Bull there also. (JAAAAAGERBULL!!)
Friday I have not yet organised anything, so if anybody has any ideas or plans..? I'd quite like to watch Die Hard 4.0 but it really depends if anybody is around.
Saturday... oh Saturday, deary me! I did the bad thing and organised an event on Facebook. Of course, nobody is currently in the local vicinity but perhaps we might get five or six people into BoBs to enjoy watching me drink myself into oblivion? (JAAAAAGERBULL!!!!!!!). Ben and Philip are coming down so it's not all bad! :D
Today I recieved (promptly!) my P45 from DriveWorks meaning I might possibly get paid by the university this month (Gasp!). I also received a pile of bills and a nice good luck card signed by everybody in the DriveWorks office :). I could be soft here and say it meant a lot to me and I will - thanks guys!
Thanks also to Maria for penning a little note stuck to this little pile of mixed goodness - I miss you too!
Friday, July 06, 2007 8:08:26 PM (GMT Standard Time, UTC+00:00)
Graduation
Yesterday I finally got around to graduating, har har!
Started off as an ordinary work day at my new job at the University, meandering in, having a chat with Karsten and a nice meeting with Shirley before heading down town to meet my Dad. It occurred to me just before leaving the uni that I might need a shirt and tie for this whole graduation thing so I dragged my dad from the train station to John Lewis where in not too much time, and with not too much pain managed to pick a nice black shirt and white tie to go with the shiny black robe they make you wear for these occasions.
We went for a couple of pints at the Hobgoblin as we had some time to kill and I have to say, this no smoking ban thing has a lot going for it. The Hobgoblin is a far more pleasant place without people making you smell horrible while enjoying your pint of Old Rosie.
Skiiip to the London Road campus a couple of hours later and I was merry enough to consider graduating finally. Met up with Stears and his parents and proceeded to get robed in all our finery!
Taking a photo of myself. How clichéd :o
The graduation ceremony itself went smooth enough once I'd worked out where I was meant to be going. I took the holistic method and just followed other people who were considerably more likely than I to know where they were going. I'm not sure how people know what they're meant to do once inside the great hall, but thankfully there were people in front of me who I could copy.
The Deputy Vice Chancellor had a nice blue hat on, so when I went up to shake his hand I decided to show him the appreciation his dress sense so clearly deserved by telling him what a nice hat he was wearing. During his final speech when he was thanking various people for being useful I got a thankyou too, "And thanks goes to Robert for telling me my hat was nice". Ok, I'll not mention that again now, I promise - I was fairly proud about it at the time though :X
So, we're now outside the graduation hall and I'm with my mum and dad who haven't seen each other in like, a gazillion years and I was ready to jump between them to stop any fights that might occur. It turned out unnecessary and we quickly set about taking photos of us to be uploaded onto the internet when they finally make their way to me!
OMG HUNGRY!
Rather than stick around, we all decided to head down town for a beer and an indian, which we duely did. Managing to get through over two hours without resorting to talking about the weather even once! I can't say I recommend the curry house we went to, but the wine was ok and it wasn't too expensive either.
One of the tasks at hand was to get all of my stuff moved from my mother's car into my new house, which I move into tomorrow! It was done and mum gave us a lift to dad's hotel so he could get changed before we commenced more drinkage let mum start driving north again.
I took dad to BoBs and introduced him to the magical wonders of Jagerbull, ho ho ho :D
Dad with Jagerbull!
Aah how I've missed Jagerbull in the long week since I had it last! The Wetherspoons one really wasn't as strong as the DIY ones I was constructing at Glen's 40th birthday but that's probably for the best considering everything else I'd been drinking all day. Back to the Hobgoblin, lots of beer - picked up the passport I'd accidently left there earlier in the day and after a few more pints headed home. Good day, good company and hurrah, I finally have some letters after my name =D