That Is Indeed What She Said

Following the debacle of Valentine's Day, we arrive at a day which is much more up my street: National "That's What She Said" Day. Try and fit it into your speech as much as possible today, it's the only day you can do it and not get a smack across the face. Of course, I will continue to do it and brave the beatings.

I must apologise for my absence these past few weeks. I have felt rather uninspired recently, not through lack of events but just a sort of lethargy that prevented me from getting off my arse to sit down again and try and write something vaguely interesting. But alas, I am back to rock your world MOTHERFUCKERS!!!

Well as I have been out of the loop for a while I do have a lot to write about. First of all, on the 23rd of January, following the end of an appalling English exam, I visited my friend Daniel Janes in Cambridge. What an amazing place it is, with its immaculate lawns and well-mannered people. It makes me sad I didn't apply there now, but that's neither here nor there. Once I arrived DJ met me at the station and took me for a tour of the city. It's a very interesting place to walk around, a typical student town. We got fudge from the Fudge Kitchen (it was like God had come in little solid squares and I was eating them, WOW!) and then after having eats in the buttery we went to a debate: "This House Would Rather Be Gay".

Obviously the turnout was huge, looking forward to a debate that would turn into is being gay good or bad, and ultimately a good laugh. They were not disappointed. The main speaker for the opposition was none other than Stephen Green, fundamentalist Christian notable. You can imagine how this went. Noone paid much attention to any of the other speakers, preferring instead to torment the Christian radical. In the end he got so fed up he exclaimed "Look, some people just don't like gays, get used to it," to which he got the reply "YOU get used to it!" The house broke down in laughter and Green sat down, fuming. Later, a member of our party stood up, having just heard Green's scientific explanation why sodomy is wrong, and asked "My ears are meant for hearing, but I can wiggle them. Does that make me an abomination?" It's clear to see why these guys are the creme de la creme.

After this we went to the ADC Theatre (I think that was the name) to see Selwyn College's jazz band. They were rather good, though my critical ear occassionally picked up the sounds of a "school band", which made me cringe. We were joined for this by Tom Holmes, who used to go to ICHS. To keep with this ICHS theme we then went to visit Iestyn in his rather plush looking accomodations in St Johns. After this we went to a local grease joint and swallowed a burger in the vaults beneath Claire College. After this, we hit the hay in preparation for tomorrow's lecture on Heresy in the Middle Ages, which proved to be very interesting.

It was great to see everyone in Cambridge, and I really do hope I can go back soon and catch up some more.

But the excitement didn't end there. Since then there have been several parties, dinenrs and things that were fun, although my short-term memory has prevented me from remembering much of them (and I'm sure the wine and beer did little to help.) However, on Friday evening me and a cohort from school went out clubbing at a place called 93 Feet East on Brick Lane, funnily enough where I'd performed a gig several months back. Don't tell Simon this but I really enjoyed the dance music they played! After a few drinks the whole dancing thing came naturally to me, although I'm sure to onlookers the result was quite shocking.

The day after, after having risen early from jas' to get to Lambeth in time, I had a big multidate for Valentine's Day! (Basically for everyone that didn't have a date.) We had a meal and saw a show that featured several of our friends (which was very good, it's a shame it's now finished), which may not sound exciting but it's always great to spend a day with the people you love.

So now I'm here, having explained my situation to you from the past few months. The reason I decided to come back was that I read an article about blogs in the Sundat Times Culture magazine, and I was reminded how much I missed my dear old blog. So hopefully there will be more regular posts from now on. At least, until I get bored of it again.

Which probably won't be very long.