Weekend Plans

I am currently waiting for a very large contract to come through on the fax machine, and I've been told to stop panicking and calm the fuck down, so I'm going to distract myself by writing on my blog about my upcoming weekend plans. To be honest, I don't give a fuck if it's a boring topic for this blog, and I don't care if you don't want to read about my plans because I'M GOING TO TELL YOU ANYWAY.

This evening I have two social events to attend. This will be a test for me, as I am not drinking alcohol. One of them is an industry drinks thing, so I'll buy orange juice and pretend it's vodka and orange, and the other is a friend's leaving drinks, so I'll have to buy tonic with ice and lime and pretend it's a gin and tonic. This whole charade has made me more and more aware of the social pressures to consume alcoholic beverages, and I'm tempted to write to the Prime Minister and complain. I'll leave it a week though, cos he's currently in the mood for banning alcohol, and I don't want that.

After seeing the Top 100 Movies list on a popular local news website, I have decided to rent out Citizen Cane, and another from the Top 10. This will be my Saturday morning occupation, prior to getting ready to go and see a Kickboxing Fight in the evening. Depending on the state of my hormones, and the general appearance of the competitors, I may or may not join in.

On Sunday I will be sleeping in. Of course, I know this won't actually happen because my body likes to wake me up at 5:30am at the moment, so I'll be going for a run at some point in the morning. Then I have drinks to go to at the Normanby Hotel, which is apparently a great place to pick up men. But again, I won't be drinking, so my chances of picking up are roughly halved due to what will be an inherent lack of alcohol induced desperation.

And that is my weekend.
Interesting? No.
Do I care? No.