November 1: You know you should clean your room more often when....
....your flatmate walks in to see you taking a photograph of your room (in order to send to a certain woman in New Jersey who's asked for pictures/a description of my house). He takes one look around, registers that the room is tidy, and says 'yeah, I can see why you're taking a photo - want to prove that it was actually tidy'.

Thank you Laurence. If it wasn't your birthday today I would beat you like a mangy dog.

We are having a party tonight for his birthday, and Julie leaving the flat. It should be OK, but we only organised everything at the last minute (like Wednesday evening). So it's possible that no-one will turn up. Equally, it's possible that lots of my friends will turn up, and none of theirs. I really can't tell.

However, tonight is for absinthe. So that should be fun.

I took Rachel to dinner at Istanbul as a thank you for coming into town to give us a presentation on electronic document management systems. Decent meal, till we got to her cheesecake, which had mold on it. They were horribly embarrassed and apologetic, so all was good (and the desert was free, which helped my wallet slightly). Then we came round the flat and watched CSI. Truly, I have a fabulous life.


Whenever Julie came into the living room, she made sure to make a lot of noise, because she was convinced she was going to see Rachel and me making out. Which of course we weren't (just friends, met on nzdating.com but there isn't a spark there). Laurie has ditched his latest fling, whatever her name is (we all have trouble remembering, including him). Apparently she was too pleasant. 
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