Monday, 28 May 2007
@ 11.19 pm
One. Week. Must. Write.
Seven days already? Not according to that regular journal I'm supposed to be keeping, dammit. Turns out drinking all night long is not conducive to a period of considered self-reflection prior to finally making it to bed. ON the upside, it also turns out that the ill-considered self-reflection of the infamous "Guilts" seems to have abated. No longer does every social interaction from the night before get insanely over-analysed, detail by minute detail. Which is all good, and I'm sure means something is going right somewhere, or that I'm not making a fool of myself as often while drinking.
Hmm.
In fact, the last seven days have been pretty damn cool. Got my marks back: did better than expected, which was nice. Started the second term: busier than expected, which isn't so nice, but isn't particularly concerning. Went to Wellington to go to a Climate Change Adaptation and Mitigation conference (NZ responses to the IPCC Fourth Assessment Report): super cool, even though a lack of sleep and caffeine led to my pen being jammed into my thumb to stay awake through some of the less, um, well presented seminars. Drank beer in the Beehive: wouldn't describe this as super cool, more mildly amusing due to their "cult sacrifice" decor in the function room next to the bar.
I also Went to Wellington to visit the assembled Christchurch ex-pat masses up there: even more super cool, with everyone found to be in fine form. Managed to catch up with most people around the place, although if I missed you it was definitely due to a lack of time in the city as I fled back to Christchurch early to finish a presentation... the MBA really is going to be the stock standard excuse for everything this year :) Saturday was especially cool, starting as it did with a drive out to Eastbourne Turner's Auctions to help Adam sell their new car (long story, think the auctioneer bought it. Wait, just looked at the auction report online, he may not have...), and a long walk down to the Wellington Food Show at the Cake Tin.
Course, for Adam and me it was more the Wellington Wine Show, although that was more due to the generally disappointing nature of the food on display than anything else. Best straight out stealing of the day award to Adam, who swiped a couple of wine glasses ($5 each) from a table. To be fair though, he did try and pay for them, he just didn't admit that he'd just taken them from the table behind the girl who said that we "didn't need to pay, as we already had glasses"... ah well, more fool them. They didn't have particularly good wine anyway.
So anyway, after dinner at Harem (mmm), we all ended up, via Havana Bar and several expensive cocktails later, at Will's apartment, where guitar and singing, cheese and crackers, some appley alcoholic beverage and coffee, massage and arguments about the Iraq War all ensued over many hours. I wasn't involved in that last one, believe it or not.
And then, home on Sunday. So that was a good weekend then.
Missed the 48 Hour film viewing though, which is a bit pants, although did see that it got a pretty good review in the forums so hopefully it gets through to the finals so I can see it with an audience in attendance. Yeah.
