12/20/06

Well, town was fine. I pulled an attractive, but rather drunk Prestonian in Lucy’s Two, went to Roxy’s and Pepes, and came home at a sensible time. It was my first reasonable night out in a while, and it was a very good thing. I ate far too much on Sunday, and have put some weight on – and no time to lose it now before Sunday. Never mind – New York will have to take me as I am.

Yes, in case I hadn’t mentioned it, I am going to New York on Christmas Eve, with my mum, until January. It’s a city I have wanted to see for a long time, but I won’t believe it really until I’m there. I have been to North America before, to Canada when I was 16, but the USA – such a bundle of assumptions we all have about the place. I hope it’s good. I’m sure, so long as nothing goes terribly wrong, it will be.

Got a bottle of Champagne today. It’s a tradition for the head of the company I’m working for at the moment to give all the employees a bottle before Christmas – and despite still being a temp (I didn’t get that job I applied for), I got one too. Only Moët NV, but better than a kick in the nuts.