Up at 8am on Wednesday due to three drilling, hammering and stomping around on the nearly-complete floor above me. They're doing decorative stuff and electrical stuff, putting down lovely wooden floors and skirting boards.

Went to Dev at 7pm or so, went to Slimes at about 9:30pm... stayed there until 7:30am Thursday. At which point, as is customary, I went to a post-Slimes event. I didn't go to the Mucky Pub and sit and relax, nooooo, I went to a houseparty at a long-term friends house. In Winchester. I normally stick to post-Slimes parties that are at least nearby, at the very least IN LONDON, so this is the first post-Slimes party gone to in a home county!

But it was a fucking excellent little thing... not *really* a houseparty, just 5 permanently munted munters (+ me) in one room watching adult-humour insanity and discussing every taboo subject known to... uh, people.

I spent a literal 24 hrs in bed snuggling with one most-sexy Emily, who I have promised to abduct for a few days when I get back from my next 2-months training. She has beautiful sexy hips (my favorite...), not as womanly-beautiful as Felis, but, easily second-best. And not skinny, perfectly curvy. Very much on the "munter" category of people. Affectionate, friendly, (but moody and unpredictable when not on meds or on comedowns).

Upon getting back from Winchester, I got home at 5:40pm, I had actually already arranged a date with a woman. Another girl called Emily! This one a little South African French girl who I met in September and have had random dates with for a few months. She's cute, friendly, happy... but disturbingly (for me) is very very family-orientated and has some traditional values (I think) that are quite alien. As an alien myself, though, that's always going to be the case with people!

Slimelight was fucking excellent, excellent music, and millions of people were there, I can't even begin to the list some of the wonderful people who I hugged, greeted and met. 3 floors were open, it wasn't *too* crowded, although was pretty packed, I just didn't want it to finish!

Tags: clubbing, girls, london, slimelight, winchester

I've realized...

Well, first of all I know I have many beautiful, intelligent, amazing and wonderful friends. I've realized that I haven't been grabbing these friends by the balls and pro-actively going out and having good times.

My last years' resolutions, although heartilly inspiring, were not entirely fulfilled, mostly because I've set into stone my new career which is massively more important, but in general I done good.

My single new years' resolution:

Become a model of pro-active energy
Carpe Diem!!

This means carpe diem baby! It means travelling to see my friends instead of leaving it to random events, which, however nice, are not frequent enough. It means making things happen more, instead of slowly seeping my talent into the world methodically and cautiously, I'm going to engage the world with a pro-active embrace, valuing my friends and loved ones as the heart of the Vexen empire; from which stems as always the roots of enlightenment, improvement, progressiveness and stability: Fuelled on love and the search for peace.

This is the end of the gradual-influence, Mr. Nice Guy Vexen, and my Year of Fire, of You Will Hear From Me, especially socially. The problem with Nice Guy Vexen is that you never really knew what I wanted... from now on, from yesterday, I'm immediate, direct, therefore stronger in new ways. Vexen Version Three is dead!

In some ways - personally, inside my life, introvertly, I AM pro-active and energetic... but, the Age of Fire is the age where the world changes and purges and old, traditional, stagnant, barriers break in order to form a world of change and no-messing-around, no chains-of-the-past.

Long live VV4!

Tags: friends, new years' resolutions, vexen
Current Mood: lonely
Listening To: "Crash" by Big Electric Cat