cycology

so i have set myself a little challenge.  i am going to explore london on my bike.  the only flaw in my plan is the fact that i don't like bikes and am scared of cycling on the road.  so i am going to book a free road cycling lesson (thankyou, London Borough of Southwark!) and see how it goes. i will keep you posted on that.  also i have started applying for work.  it feels good to be productive, even if nothing happens.  i am currently in my room sitting on my bed listening to the beatles really loud.  my favourite at the moment is 'in my life'.  i think it's very good; well done the beatles.  i have also decided that sufjan is even more brilliant than i initially believed him to be.  he's playing in new york for the first time in two years.  i want to go so badly.

yesterday i went with my friend emma to the ICA to see the most pretentious film i have ever ever ever seen.  if i was on my own i would almost certainly have walked out or vomited at the point at which daisy lowe, the 'love interest', started twirling around in a polkadot dress and pigtail and then started kissing her lover whilst they were both standing knee deep in a lake. it was revolting.  we walked out before the band noah and the whale, whose film it was, came on stage for the q & a.  our exit was badly timed because we had to push past the entering band on the way out of the cinema.  i'm sure i heard daisy lowe (who is not as pretty in the flesh as she is in the agent provocateur ads, what a surprise!) tut.  then we went for drinks in Retro bar and found ourselves, as usual, surrounded by gay men.  a lady came round with a request sheet and emma requested pet shop boys, i madonna (la isla bonita, brilliant) but we left before they played it and went somewhere else and drank wine that tasted of vinegar with sugar in it.  then we ran into this girl i don't like and she made me feel ill and i wanted to go home but instead we decided to drink more and snuck into a fantastically grotty member's club on greek street and were invited to be members for £1.  my first private member's club.  then i walked my friend down charing cross to tottenham court road, walking past the huge illuminated 'priscilla queen of the desert' stiletto on the way, and then, having dropped her off, i walked back to the stiletto, which is where i catch the bus that takes me home.  waiting for the bus opposite a big drag queen shoe makes the experience that bit more special.  

i am now going to make myself some pasta. 

tune in soon/never for more informative fun!