The Proxies, Courtenay Place on a Friday Night, and kitty Weight Watchers

Brr, it’s cold this morning. I didn’t get up until quarter to nine, even though Steve got up and dressed and off for a mountain bike ride at eight. I sat in bed, wrapped in blankets, poring through my new treasure, the Brewer’s Dictionary of Phrase and Fable. I got it in the post on Friday with four other books I’d ordered from the Folio society: A High Wind in Jamaica, Robinson Crusoe (I love this book so much), The Remains of the Day, and Brideshead Revisited. With these, and the nine (ergh!) books I ordered from Amazon a week ago I’m all ‘booked up’ for the near future.

The extreme book-ordering on Amazon happened as a result of starting to read Garth Nix’s Sabriel, absolutely loving it, and feeling greedy, decided I’d gobble up the lovely looking paperback set. Then books one and two of the Hunger Games had to go in the cart, as well as the two Dreamdark books, and it went on from there. (I’m currently reading Edith Patou’s East at the moment, btw, which is a re-telling of the story ‘East of the Sun, West of the Moon’. It’s told from the perspective of quite a few different characters, which I found jarring at first but now I like quite a lot.

Yesterday was a bit of a slow day, after the madness that was the Proxies at the Adelaide on Friday night. Good, goofy fun – we went along with Jeremy and Megumi, which is a bit of a story in itself. We decided to catch the bus in to Newtown, but the trolley bus’s rope broke, just past the botanic gardens. We got off and high-tailed it down to Lambton Quay, to wait for the next bus, only to find that the bus that arrived was the same one we’d got off earlier – somehow it had been repaired that quickly! It still took us about an hour and a half to get to Jeremy & Megumi’s in Newtown. We finally got there and consoled ourselves with a  few beers and some gorgeous takeaway curry  at their place.

The Proxies, if you hadn’t figured it out by now, are a Pixies tribute band. I’d never really been much of a fan of tribute bands in general, but this is my second time seeing them. It is so fun to be able to spend three hours leaping around with your mates, singing all your favourite songs at the top of your lungs. Brent came along later on, and so did Dave and Clive from work and Clive’s lovely girlfriend Lize.

Steve and I walked down to Courtenay Place from the Adelaide, to catch a taxi and again marveled at the chaos and mayhem of that street on a Friday night. We were reasonably drunk, so no-one thought we were impostors or anything, but all I can say is jeez, you could tell it was school holidays.

Saturday morning (yesterday) we got up with headaches and had to take Sooty to the vet for his dental check-up and his micro-chipping. The vet looked at the check on my wrist (done by the guy who took our money at the door of the Adelaide) and said “is that so you can remember?” Ha ha. Then he weighed the Soots and said he’s overweight (argh!) and would we be interested in putting him on kitty weight watchers? They do a plan for your cat and you go in for monthly weighings and things. The vet was trying to do a promotion for the plan, so for thirty bucks Soots can go back for his check-in sessions and we don’t have to pay any more. We said why not? I have to take a ‘before’ photo of him today, poor guy.

I’ve been scribbling notes for my book/story/novel thing this morning – the one that’s still going through my head after a year or so of dead-ends. I have another ‘lead’ that I’m going to follow up, and hopefully will make some headway this month, before I have to put it all aside and take something else on for NaNoWriMo. I also have to finish up some stuff for my short fiction class, so I’d better get back to it.

‘Till next time….

Oh, and I have another review up at NZGamer. This time it’s for Red Faction: Guerrilla.

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