Crazy Weekend

Isn't it amazing how you can go from spending all weekend in front of the computer (I'm a real billy-no-mates) being an anti-social cow who doesn't breathe fresh air for forty-eight hours to a complete social butterfly?

So... On Friday, after a long day of admin and planning, I went out for a drink with N before meeting up with L, S and U to see a play. The play was called "Our Country's Good" and is about how the first penal colony in Australia put on a play. I thought it was going to be an amateur production but, as it's been running for two months, I guess that isn't so. The cast were fantastic, all of them playing more than one character but distinguishing each character so I lost sight of who was playing who. I got totally absorbed in it, so much so that I didn't even notice the two hour running time.

Got home that night, logged on to check my emails etc. (I do spend too much time in front of the computer) when I realised that there was a mozzie buzzing around so I plugged in the mozzie repellent and POP, out went the fuses. I was left with light in the living room and nothing else. As it was 3am I had no choice but to go to bed.

Up early on Saturday (10am, ok early-ish) and across to the ferretaria (we call it the ferret shop), which is a general hardware store, to buy fuses. We have the old-fashioned ceramic fuses here which screw into a socket but there is a trip switch. Put them in, no problem, up and running again. Spent the day shopping, cleaning, washing etc.

Saturday night, went to the cinema. Saw Lord of War with Nicholas Cage. Now Nicky boy isn't my favourite actor but this film has something to it. Just one bum note - the baby under the wheel cliche (in this case an aeroplane) but the rest was damn good. Funnily enough the New York Times gave it a damning review - I wonder why? Anyway we all enjoyed it. L and I then went onto Chinatown (really Chinablock) for food - excellent nosh and a problem with the eyes/belly ratio. Got home, logged on etc., realised there was a mozzie - noticing a pattern here? Yep, at 3am I blew the fuses again. Off to bed I went - nothing else to do at that time of night.

Trouble was, the next day was Sunday and could I find a ferret shop open on a Sunday? Could I heck as like! I could have dragged my sorry carcase up to the giant DIY store but that was more effort than I wanted to make. So I spent the day catching up with all the stuff I've neglected since I got broadbanded. Later I met up with L and we went to a milonga (for those of you who don't know, that's when people gather in a public place and tango). It made me realise how much I really do want to learn to tango, so L and I are going to try somewhere more local - it really was getting too much dragging ourselves across town to dance with miniature women! So a relatively early night on Sunday, which is just as well as I have to teach on Monday morning.

Next week - the opera!