argh

Been out for a few pints with nice guys from work and had a quick and interrupted dinner with rich, who on his own admission, was out with the Krazy Kult-ists of the OTO. so I am totally buzzing with work-tastic plans and ideas and general bullshit that means that all I want to do is listen to music and hang out on facebook writing bollocks and not actually doing anything constructive.

Going to cambridge on Friday. One day I will have another mojito that was as good as the one bill and I had in the bar opposite-ish Kings two-ish years ago. that was before law and Barry and Pete and people leaving and work beng a bit shite and credit crunch and stupid yanks fucking up the world economy etc etc etc.

I don't remember much about that time or what happened, but I do remember the velvety lusciousness of that mojito.