Further on the last post

Larry King will repeat his last interview with Johnny Cash on Sunday night on CNN at 9pm ET meaning 2am UK time.

*groans a bit*

Finished work yesterday, got home, had a shower, changed and robinbloke was already there to pick me up. Picked up his girlfriend and managed to get lost only once when were almost at EvilHQ.
Only Karolina was in who was very happy about having finished her thesis but obviously was also stressed about the move. They definitely can't move in before Monday but it looks like a really nice place.
Of all things, they toilet decided to break. First of, only the flush handle had broken off inside and nobody had any idea to reattach it, so no flushing. :o(

Got ready and headed off to EB which was very quiet at first. Lydia wouldn't play the Johnny Cash version of Hurt :o(
sea_cucumber, satyrica and other people from Runnymede who I hadn't met before turned up as well and things started to get better, despite bloody Rex playing his old set. If I hear Once in a Lifetime, Dead Stars and Du Hast one more time in the same hour, I'm going to throw rotten eggs...
dannyuk with friend showed up as well
Finally, the birthday girl atrophy_angel (she is and remains the purplest) with her entourage (pure_simon, nevecat, davedevil, inskauldrak and imnotagoth) turned up to much cheering and hugging.
The music suddenly got a lot better with some cool mixes (since when does Rex know how to beat match???) and some very fast and tiring tracks.

Waited in vain for a black cab so took a dodgy one to Waterloo station instead (cheapest so far, only charged us 13 quid), stopped off at the 24hr costcutter and limped to EvilHQ to find the toilet had broken completely and flooded parts of the flat. :o(
A dead Barry was on the sofa who didn't stir once while Robin, Kelly and I set up our respective beds.

I actually slept rather well, just woke up once properly when Robin and Barry had a snoring competition.
Got up, found a slightly ill ksirafai having breakfast, packed and made my way home.

While waiting for the bus at Cambridge station, I had to resist the urge not to stomp onto the annoying teeny trendy girls' beach slipper clad feet.
Got in, had strength, vitamin and mineral restoring breakfast, watching TV and writing this.

Not much more than spodding today, I think. Don't even fancy cooking tonight, I think I'm going to get a takeaway.

For those who collect train/tube announcements

The following came over the speakers when we waited for our train at Waterloo (roughly, can't remember the exact wording):

"Would the person at access gate x please stop what you're doing. You are taking a pee in a public place. You are on CCTV and a member of staff is on his way to your position."