My ideal weekend would be one where I achieved nothing and did absolutely bollocks (i.e. nothing to all you British slang neophytes). The itinerary would run something along the lines of sitting around staring at the TV, watching a tacky movie, reading a book or having pointless conversations with equally jobless friends. These activities would then usually be followed by having a ‘few’ drinks and heading off to a watering hole nearby to see what if anything the night has brought out in terms of cuties.
My last weekend was by these standards anything but perfect though not without some entertainments. For one I managed to see Earth on Friday, the second in Deepa Mehti’s elements trilogy. I’ve read “Freedom at Midnight” by Larry Collins and Dominique LaPierre and was deeply affected by the horrors that accompanied the fracturing of the Indian subcontinent. Earth helped to put a no less distressing but human face on that tragedy. I thought the movie very good though it was strange to see Amir Khan play a baddie. The kid was an amazing actress though and Nandita Das gave a smashing performance and was unbearably cute, all in all an excellent way to spend two hours of my life.
After the rather somber end of the movie we decided to cheer ourselves up by hitting a friends place for an Aunty and Uncle dinner accompanied by Old Reserve!! Having a few shots of the Reserve was the highlight of the weekend and I can’t wait until my quota arrives from SL end of next week. What was funny to me was the Uncles at the dinner looking at us weirdly because we were drinking Reserve, apparently they don’t think much of it. Oh well, more for us to drink!
Once everyone was properly sozzled we decided to hit the Supper Club. Now this has to what I think is one of best concepts for a club, the dance floor is surrounded by beds as is the second floor! Alcohol, girls, house music and I can lie down, heaven I tell you! Reminded me off the good old days at Glo when I used to grab chinky pinky or KP as a pillow and have power naps in order to survive the killer after parties that place used to have. The situation was a bit awkward though cos it was two couples, me and a girl I really couldn’t be arsed chatting with. My solution was to drink more and engage in completely random chit chat with her, there was again a distinct lack of cute girls in the club for some reason…I think I need to get a new drink cos the Vodka/Red Bull isn’t working its magic anymore! All in all actually one of the better nights I’ve had in awhile, I guess it’s a slow recovery from mind fuck and things are getting better gradually.
Saturday involved moving into my new place in the Marina district. By moving in I mean transporting my suitcases over, unpacking them and piling vaguely related items here and there in a bare room. I have to go about the stressful venture of trying to get some damn furniture to complement my sleeping bag and solitary chair that is in my humble abode right now. Also in the game plan is trying to adjust to the relatively loud street noise that filters into my room from Lombard Street. The last time I had to deal with a similar level of noise was when I lived off Earl’s Court road for a year and the traffic’s going to get some adjusting to. I swear I heard a huge accident happen outside my window while I was half asleep early Sunday morning but there was no sign of it when I stepped out around 11. It may just have been another manifestation of me losing my mind.
There are pros and cons to living in the Marina. The pros involve the fact that it is a very pretty area of SF to live in; the ocean is a couple of blocks down, as is the gym and there seem to be a disproportionate number of hotties on the street. I’ve spent most of the last couple of days wandering about in a daze due to this and lack of sleep. The cons are that its relatively far from work, well 30 minutes on the bus isn’t that bad and the only place I have to shop is the most expensive Safeways in the world. On the plus side and completely randomly this same Safeways rumour has it is rated one of THE best places to pick up in the city. Guess I’m going to go in there a few more times.
I should thankfully have internet access at home soon and once I have that and a few hours of sleep I think I’m going to post on matters that need a bit more concentration (as opposed to the mindless rambling in this post) such as activism, revolution, Lebanon, Sri Lanka, etc. Until then I’m off to go sailing in the bay and fast until the troops come home (or at least until noon tomorrow).
