update on weekend

It seems I will never learn. Never eat a Cadbury's egg in one sitting, you always feel queasy due to the sheer amount of sugar they put in to compensate for the lack of cocoa mass and cocoa butter. (and yes, I may not like Cadbury's that much but someone always gives me one and ...well... it's *there*. It looks lonely.)

This weekend was a bad skin weekend. :grumble: Spots appeared on friday on chin and bridge of nose. No, they have nothing to do with chocolate.

I have had actual normal levels of sleep! 7-8 hours each day!

At pubmeet, we espied one Nicholas Courtney, aka Brigadier Lethbridge-Stewart from Dr Who. After freaking him out by everyone doing an impression of prairie dogs to see if it really was him, Shaun went over and asked for definite, then said 'There's a whole bunch of sci-fi fans over there.' He was very flattered and surprised that we recognised him (um, sci-fi geeks? Our knowledge is encyclopaedic), and on his way out, told us we'd made an old man very happy by recognising him. Awww.

Sloopy and Claire are attempting to bully me into doing a Beauxbatons uniform for School Disco night. I'm somewhat trepidatious. I already have my Gryffindor Cheerleader outfit...

Saw my mate Steph's bump, finally. She's due on her birthday, at the end of August. It's seriously weird seeing her with a stomach. She's always been slim (at one stage very underweight), but it's just... stomach. With baby. Distinctly odd.

Buggering off to spend late afternoon in London with Taz, then go onto Wimbledon to watch Anything Goes.