Indulgent, sloth-like weekends are the best.
I’ve been busy for as long as I can humanly remember and since September, every single one of my Saturdays had been booked out until mid-December, which is just all kinds of crazystupid. So when our friend cancelled dinner on us last Saturday night, Panu and I looked at each other and were like OMG DON’T TELL ANYONE! We’re staying in and WATCHING MOVIES!
Warning: don’t let the corn fritters fool you. This blog post is not about food. Instead, you get a healthy portion of geekdom. Enjoy!
I don’t think I’ve been this geeked-out in a while. Yesterday I – by my own complete free will – went along to the MCM Expo, otherwise known as London’s Comic Convention, otherwise known as Where People Dress Up As Their Favourite Comic/Cartoon/Movie Characters.
I don’t celebrate Halloween. Don’t let that jack-o-lantern there fool you even for a minute. He’s not really grinning. He’s grimacing. And you know why he’s grimacing? Because about five minutes after this photo was taken, he was chopped up into teensy weensy little bits and put on the boil.
Wow, I guess Halloween is gruesome.
6pm is not too late for a nap is it? I asked that of the wise twitterati and it was with great glee that I was told, no, no 6pm is certainly not too late for a nap.
And lucky that because wow, did I need that nap. My weekend began with a fancy dinner and ended with an indulgent lunch, and in between? There was a lot of gluttony going on and like any good little piggy, I just needed to sleep it off.
I can tell you now, Groupon is going to be the end of me. What’s Groupon you ask? Really? Where have you been?
Groupon is a new(ish) sales concept, probably made up by some crazy old dude sitting in his basement, swigging a bottle of ‘Beam and smoking some pack of yellowed cigarettes he stashed away for a rainy day, way back in 1962. Whoever he is, he is now a rich motherfucker, because the concept of Groupon has taken off… mainly due to suckers like myself.
Here I sit, in London’s business district, flanked on one side by the monumental St Paul’s Cathedral and on the other by London’s star-bright West End. Some might say they envy where I am right now, I mean it’s even sunny in ol’ Londontown today, but all I wish for right this moment is to be back in Santorini. Even in London’s sunshine, it just doesn’t compare.
I mean, there are no donkeys in London!