So I discovered this morning I’m supposed to fly off to Oregon next week unfortunately it’s the day after the concert I booked in to see and already paid for. As far as I can tell I’m supposed to fly down there to hold someone’s hand while they do something (details are sketchy) and help if some undefined event happens that it’s within my power to correct.
Picked up a copy of Starcraft 2 at the weekend played some of the missions and so far it’s been pretty good some light rpg elements to the campaign ala Dawn of War 2 and a good solid RTS game. They may have taken their sweet time making the thing but it seems to have paid off.
So it’s been a weekend of ups and downs for me, it started with a very big down when I found some scum bag has stolen my bike. Friday, intending on taking a ride, I wandered down to the garage (which is supposed to be residents only and is behind an access controlled door) and discovered my bike was not where I left it.
Went to the cinema decided I wanted something upbeat and humorous so asked for a ticket for “despicable me” but found when I got to the screen I’d actually got a ticket for Inception … it was like this dream I had once where I was a anthropomorphic pig flying biplanes … or was that Porco Roso.
Went for another cycle today and managed to get as far as the freeway that I take to work. The GPS tracker app I had on my phone reckoned I’d gone 2.7 miles which tallies with what google estimates.
I spent another morning waiting in line. When going over my temporary license I noticed it had a restriction on it for corrective lenses, since I don’t wear glasses I suspected this would cause me grief since legally I the couldn’t drive on it without my non existent glasses.
It's been about a month since I got back from Lands End...a fairly banal train journey from Penzance, and Gill met me at Reading station (still dragging that damn bag!)
Went for another bike ride yesterday got just slightly past the place I stopped last time and discovered the way ahead blocked by flooding. Probably shallow enough I could have rode through but could feel my legs running out of juice and the sun was setting so I called it a day.