What I've been up to over the weekend

I have been busy being depressed and doing stuff. Let me tell you about my weekend. Saturday: Saturday was a friend's birthday, so a whole bunch of us met up in Covent Garden for lunch, and we had a lovely time. As usual I arrived a little late (I got detained in John Lewis trying to find a throw for my grandmother's dinning table to replace the one I destroyed the night before. I spilled brown ink all over it while making Darry a card. I am very last minute, I know). We sat at Navajo Joe's where we had spicy vaguely mexican food and cocktails (I had two delicious margarita's!). Afterwards we went to the Icecreamists for some delicious ice creams, yum. Despite having reserved a table for eleven, they had exiled us into a small dark corner upstairs. Armed with my two ingested margarita's I went to complain, and ended up talking to the manager. You know you're obsessed with Glee when a random shop manager reminds you of Glee's choreographer and that makes you go easy on him. I was distracted, ok! (What's more worrying about my level of obsession is that I know what Zach Woodlee looks like, let alone who he is.) Hmm. Okay, now that I'm looking again, Zach is way cuter than the manager was... Anyway! Even though I went easy on him, and though I was rather nice and reasonable too, I must have scared him (or else he was just taken with my low cut dress) because he apologised profusely, offered me a top up on my ice cream and then offered us all a lovely alcoholic ice cream cocktail on the house. Yum, yum. It was delicious! With green apple sorbet and lots of vodka. I left decidedly tipsy! Afterwards, those who still had energy, went to one of the group's beautiful new flat (wooden floors, guys! Large windows! Beautiful rooms! A cute french flatmate! And, who knows, maybe the other flatmate is even cuter!) where we ate sparkly birthday cake, giggled and talked and most emphatically didn't watch the Eurovision song contest. I got home just in time to see Sweden win, with rather a boring song. Sunday: Sunday I woke up with a fuzzy head from the heavy weather and the alcohol, but no rest for the wicked! I went all the way to Excel to meet up with a friend, my sister and her boyfriend to go to the Comic Expo. I felt decidedly underdressed in "civilian" clothes seeing as almost everyone was in costume. The expo was interesting. All those colourful cartoonish people! And the bright stalls. And so much stuff. My favourites of course were the artists' tables. Mangas aren't really my style, but I did see some comic styles that I did rather like. My favourite artist was Girl In The Rain As usual I couldn't resist the lure of buying stuff and got myself some more pretty chopsticks for my hair (I will eventually acquire the whole rainbow!) and some more badges (god knows where I will find to put them, I have too many already!). At half past three-ish I abandoned my poor friend to the mercy of her cosplaying friends and left with my sister and her boyfriend to enjoy the last of the sun. We met up with some friends in a very very crowded Primrose Hill to laze in the grass and drink cider (because my head wasn't fuzzy enough!) Afterwards we found the only pub with an empty table and ate the world's thinest pizza. And that was my weekend. I have more stuff to share, but later.