It is time to bring back boring James. BJ. Boring James.
It has been a hectic 6 or so weeks. I have been in the fullest party mode since my Mango days, I think it is fair to say. I will try to remember it all.
A weekend away in Lisbon, a half-weekend in Hull, I DJ’d twice and both were pretty heavy nights. I’ve actually been clubbing 4 times in the time period – fabric’s birthday, Art Of Dark, The Hydra and then, well, it wasn’t clubbing actually, the Jeff Mills and BBC Symphony Orchestra event last Saturday.
A hell of a lot of fun. And a hell of a lot of money spent. I may have gone a little bit overdrawn. Mum/Dad, if you are reading, don’t even think of sending me money. I will send it back. It isn’t for you to fund me going to nightclubs!
More importantly, my study backlog has shot up to 74 hours. I have a plan of 10 hours studying a week. This should be feasible. If I don’t do my 10 hours then whatever I didn’t do carries over until the next week. Unfortunately, this is really clocking up now.
So for both money and studying reasons, I am bringing back Boring James.
The next three weekends I am going to do as little as possible, and spend as little money as possible.
Which isn’t easy.
Tonight I am really looking forward to cooking a belated birthday dinner for the delightful Miss Hamilton. I really enjoy cooking for people and rarely get the chance to…it’s even more difficult now I live in Bracknell, especially with the lack of space to entertain. Hence I’m going to Reading tonight. Ahhh the culture. I cannot wait to see attractive women in the street for the first time since I last wasn’t in Bracknell.
On Tuesday I am going to watch Brentford vs Hull City. I really cannot afford it, but the opportunity to watch Championship level football in a proper football ground…on a terrace, was too poignant an opportunity to dismiss. It must be 15 years since I last stood on a terrace watching football. I’m a little disappointed that it’s not going to be absolutely freezing cold. And I can actually get the train directly to Brentford from Bracknell after work. I’ve finally found an advantage to living here!
And then I have nothing else planned for the next two weekends…except go for roast dinners on Sundays, of course.
I might watch the Spain vs England football game in a pub, which I think is two Friday’s time.
This is about as close to nothing as I can muster. Maybe I will go for a pie with someone.
Until 20th November when I will be back in party mode, full-on party mode, and DJing too.
I’m boring, boring boring boring. So boring, so boring, boring tonight.