Ahhh holidays. Well two days off at any rate.. better than a poke in the eye with a sharp stick, right?

Busy weekend saw me out on Friday night for a leaving do, always nice to enjoy a few shandies in the sun. Met a couple of interesting people as well, which is always good, one of whom had actually heard of blogging! Such a small world. Or not.

Saturday was a bit blurry until the afternoon when I enjoyed a stroll to the station on a glorious afternoon. Thankfully there were no “confrontations” to be had on the train through to Dumbarton where I met up with Louise and headed to her cousins for a barbeque. Sunday was a bit lazy but still got a few bits and bobs done before settling down to watch Sideways —wonderfully poignant— and Mystic River.

Sideways was truly a joy and I’ll definitely be watching this again. Both quirky, awkwardly funny, and genuinely moving all at once, it’s my kind of movie. Well worth a quiet watch. Unfortunately Mystic River wasn’t as good as I’d been led to believe, not that it was bad but it certainly didn’t make a huge impression. Fairly emotive topics granted but beyond that it seemed a little too single paced, too methodical and because of that lost a lot of punch.

And that brings us to today. Today I’ve watched the Lakers come from behind to steal an overtime win to go 3-1 up in the first round of the playoffs, Kobe the main man yet again. I’ve also spent a few hours cursing and swearing at some PHP and I think it’s finally given up the fight and decided to play ball.

I’ve also eaten an entire box of dark chocolate Tunnocks teacakes. Delish. But now I feel bad. Guilt is a terrible thing.