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Feb. 15th, 2002 03:04 pmWell, I perked up a bit on Wednesday evening, when G came round with a rose and a card, and we drank gin and chatted companionably until the meal, which was also really nice. I think he liked his card too. Yesterday we were both very hung over, and he didn't go into work. In the evening, we walked to his place and I cooked a stew for us; then we drank slightly over two bottles of wine while watching The Talented Mr Ripley (which seemed to have quite an impact on G; I've seen it before and it was great to see it again) followed by Plunkett and MacCleane (which G had seen before, but I hadn't - it was ok - a sort of highwayman action movie).
This morning, persuaded G to get up and go to the doctor for his blood test. He seemed very upset by it, faint and pale, since his own blood apparently squicks him. Afterwards, he didn't feel up to going in to work, so we looked through lots of job sites and he applied for a number of jobs. I've come back to Trinity in order to rewrite my report for DW _which_I_must_do_now_ :-)
This evening, we're going for a meal at Efes (Turkish place on King's St, apparently) for L's birthday (G's housemate). Hope that's good; L warned me he might get drunk and go on at me for being vegetarian! Tomorrow, G's going to visit his parents, and talk about house and job stuff; he'll be back late on Sunday. I might go to SA's party on Saturday, therefore.
Must, MUST write this bloody report...
This morning, persuaded G to get up and go to the doctor for his blood test. He seemed very upset by it, faint and pale, since his own blood apparently squicks him. Afterwards, he didn't feel up to going in to work, so we looked through lots of job sites and he applied for a number of jobs. I've come back to Trinity in order to rewrite my report for DW _which_I_must_do_now_ :-)
This evening, we're going for a meal at Efes (Turkish place on King's St, apparently) for L's birthday (G's housemate). Hope that's good; L warned me he might get drunk and go on at me for being vegetarian! Tomorrow, G's going to visit his parents, and talk about house and job stuff; he'll be back late on Sunday. I might go to SA's party on Saturday, therefore.
Must, MUST write this bloody report...