…and it’s been quite a varied 24 hours.

Following a gradual decrease in “spaced out”-ness throughout the day yesterday I managed to make it out of the house to go to the delights of Bas Vegas’ * Empire Cinema to see all three Indiana Jones films back to back (for Gary-from-work’s birthday – happy birthday for yesterday Gary!).

It was great to see them on the big screen and to laugh along at the many amusing moments that I’d forgotten about since the last time I watched them. I recommend having another watch of your Indie DVDs / crap VHS recordings from ITV in the early 90s with the ad breaks crudely cut out (or is that just in our house?).

Anyway, after the entertainment of last night today’s been largely dull – probably not helped by being at work, and certainly not helped by the dire performance of the bunch of overpaid divas plodding around a pitch making sure they didn’t break a nail in case they miss their next Premiership match and hence lose their appearance fee…

And… relax.

Anyway, following that debarcle I went for a curry with some mates from ‘ome, which was very tasty indeed – only problem is that I ate far too much as usual and so can hardly move (I’m going to be so slender in time for leaving)… but that didn’t stop me having a nice ice cream dessert.

Why?

Well, I think it’s easy to see, when the ice cream dessert comes in the following container:

Yes, you’re exactly right, that is a Beautifully Crafted Mug (I kid you not, that’s how this piece of cheap, plastic, bulk manufactured mess is billed on the dessert menu).

I’m still not sure what’s worse: the fact that I ordered this or the fact that I smuggled it out of the restaurant just to get a photo of it to show you.

So there we go. In 24 hours I’ve experienced being spaced out, amused, bored, angry and utterly bloated. Actually that’s a pretty standard day when I look at it like that :-)

Anyway, that’s more than enough rambling… I’m off to bed.

Night,

Pat

* Festival Leisure Park in Basildon – a collection of restaurants, a cinema, a bowling alley and classy establishments such as Jumpin’ Jacks, Ikon-sorry, Lava- and Diva-sorry, Ignite. Known locally as Bas Vegas due to the tacky neon lights flashing all over the Lava/Ignite buildings. And the fact that it’s a centre of entertainment in the middle of barren wasteland.