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Yesterday I introduced work people to the word “nanima”…I think we’re starting a revolution!

On that note, me, Meg and Saima were meant to nanima it up last night good and proper but Saima nanima-ed us as piked. So me and Meg watched The 40 Year Old Virgin and I out nanima-ed her by sleeping through the whole movie!

Today we met up with Andrea and Kris and their friend Renee in Camden Town…it was meant to be Borough Market but we were clearly too slow to catch them there. I must say that I love Camden and I shall return for all my emo needs.

We did a lot of walking today and found a yummy Mexican place called wahaca which I guess it the phonetic way of spelling Oaxaca. I was actually surprised at how good their tacos were! Pretty darn close to real Mexican street ones! The waiter threw Meg off by introducing himself as our waiter and reaching his hand out to shake hers.

After deliciousness and vows to return (especially coz they were out of agua fresca and I miss that stuff!) we wandered down Oxford Street in amongst crowds of people. Christmas is going to be very interesting this year…

Oh, and I forgot to mention that we saw Emma Thompson today doing an interview on camera for the Helen Bamber Foundation in Trafalgar Square. Check out my pics once I post them!

Last night was Sam and Meg’s (work Sam and Meg…not at home Sam and Meg) leaving do at the Printer’s Devil. The night started off well with vodka tonics and slowly degenerated into tequila shots and bad dancing. Throw into the mix some sambuca shots and vodka and coke (I asked for a vodka tonic but Christine came back with a vodka and coke coz the bar staff couldn’t hear a thing…proven further by the fact that two pints of San Miguel showed up when I ordered two shots of sambuca!) and you’ve got a pretty good night (just see the photos…once I upload them).

I left around 11:30 with Ross from IT who got off on Finchley Road. We did meet a nice guy sitting next to a weird guy though. I chatted to him all the way to Willesden Green when he got off. I was, for some reason, asking whether he would be okay to walk the 15 minutes from the tube stop to his house…apparently he’d been doing it for 22 years so he thought he’d be fine. Okay then!

Back home and thankfully Meg was up chatting to Luke coz then I got my Meg fix for the day (and someone to let me back into the house!). We recounted our days and text Stef and then she asked if I had dinner…hmmm…nope, completely forgot that one! As did everyone else from work! So she got up and made me cheese on toast and Swedish meatballs while I chatted to Luke who was undoubtedly laughing and thinking, “WTF?!” in Milan.

After Meg came back I clearly must have been tired out by her chatting coz I ended up falling asleep on her bed…just like the old days…London, I truly have arrived.

Last night (and into the wee hours of this morning) I finally wiped my laptop. This is something I’ve been meaning to do for over a year now so I’m glad it’s finally done! So fast and so shiny. Well, more fast than shiny…it is still the same computer after all.

…I got my very first RSS feed reader. About bloody time too!!

In other geeky news, I stumbled across this today and want one! Of course it’s impractical due to the lack of optical drive but oh-so portable and cheap to boot!

With Widget on my desktop I am happy as Larry!

I find this to be cool!

Andrea and Kris came out to Londontown last night. When they arrived me and Meg had ordered 8 mojitos between us (happy hour does that). The first four tasted good…then we decided to order the remainder of the flavoured mojitos on the menu and they were not good at all. One tasted like a body lotion…ick.

We chatted and played dodgems on the dance floor then saw them off in time for the last train back to Brighton. Me and Meg stayed on for a little while longer before leaving for delicious sandwiches/croissants and a hot chocolate.

Today I had a true Kingsbury morning and went to VB’s, Iceland and Aldi. Then me and Meg prepared for the zombie walk. We cut and shred and talcum powdered up and left the house as Helena Bonham Carter and Johnny Depp in the Corpse Bride. We got approached by curious (high school aged) children wondering what the heck we were doing. Weird, but having said that it was better than the people just staring and wondering what we were doing. When we went to buy face paint I actually got asked the question, “What’s wrong with you?” To the point…

When we finally traced the steps of the zombie walk to where they were meant to be we found nothing but empty streets…28 Days Later anybody? Hoping that they were all in the bar and finished early rather than getting the day wrong we wandered towards the bar. I cannot tell you how happy I was when, as we wandered down a quiet narrow street, a zombie dashed past my line of sight in a white shirt covered with blood. We had arrived.

A drink, a few bad dance moves, an overweight zombie in leggings, a drunken zombie Amy Winehouse, a zombie mime Brandon Flowers and a zombie conga line and we were done!

Isms for the day included: “You look like Corpse Mother of the Bride!” and “This isn’t the Corpse Bride goes to San Francisco!”

Good old George Bush…confusing me to no end. I hear emboldened is a word but still weirded me out to hear it.

On a brighter note I finally found a good cover of Mr Brightside.