Thames Water

Sometimes I have to wonder at my own madness.

Last night started out at a relatvely sedate pace. I met Eric, Ruth, and Anne at my place and we headed down to the Walkabout at Temple to hook up with Rhona, Tam, and Ester. In all honesty, at the beginning of the evening it didn't look like it was going to be a late one. There were trains and tubes that needed to be caught before they stopped running and that looked likely to draw the curtains on the night. Well it looked likely right up until Rhona challenged us to make it an 'all nighter'. Clever girl that she is.

We were never going to wuss out of that kind of a challenge... even though none of us had any idea where the hell we were going to go once we left the Walkabout. I mean, pulling an 'all nighter' in London is way harder than you would think. Back in Cape Town it just involved going to your favourite club and not leaving. In London there's the question of where to go after 11pm when the pubs shut, followed by where to go after 2 or 3am when the club you're in shuts. I've lived in London for a year now and actually don't know any place I could go after 3am on a Friday or Saturday night! How sad. Feel free to drop some recommendations if you want. Anyways, I digress. To the madness...

Once we'd all decided to go large we got stuck into the evening in earnest. Tequila, Vodka, and Schapps flowed freely. Pleasantly washed down by a number of pints of Snakebite (why I do these things I really don't know). There was laughing, dancing...

...and then a brief intermission to go skinny dipping in the Thames. Do you see! Now do you see the madness? These are the evils of alcohol I tell you! Who in their right mind goes skinny dipping in the Thames, in central London?! Well me for one. The mentally challenged idiot that I am. So far everyone that I've told has looked at me in horror. It seemes that the idea isn't quite the giggle I thought it was in my innebriated state last night. Of course having said that, it has drawn it's fair share of laughs, although those have all been at my expense (and at the expense of my health, which I will be monitoring quite closely for the next couple of weeks!). My current nightmare involves a small water-borne parasite with the ability to swim up a persons penis and lodge there, where apparently it gestates or something. The image in my mind is something along the lines of Aliens... but located further south, if you get my meaning. I've been told by helpful housemates that these beauties actually exist in Egypt... although Google's not finding any reference to them existing in the Thames. Still... I worry.

Anyways, after the swim the evening carried on brilliantly, although I was near frozen for a while. I think we headed home sometime just before 2am, so not quite the all-nighter we planned, but still a great evening. Definitely worth doing again... although I'd probably leave the swim out next time...

On the work side of things I'm still waiting to hear back from GSK. It's a bit nerve fraying but I would love the position. They actually sent me a form asking me if I wanted to apply for a management position on the GSK account?! I'm actually not sure if that's tied into the interview or if it's because they have me down as having previous people management experience. Who knows. I've indicated my interest in the position so we'll see if I get shortlisted or not. Right now though that seems like taking giant leaps when right now all I really want is to get standing again.

The company who deal with the Nestle account also dropped me an e-mail asking me if I wanted to interview for them. I said that I did. Wicked. So things at the moment stand like this: waiting on the outcome of the final GSK interview; have final Red Bull interview on Tuesday; due to have first Well's interview around the 8th; due to have the first Nestle interview around the 10th. So everything is ticking along really well at the moment. What I really need though is some kind of closure.

Anyways, that's me for tonight. I'm still hanging like a dog.

PS. Forgot to mention that it appears I lost my wallet sometime last night. Hmmmm... 2 debit cards, 1 credit card, 1 Nectar card, 1 Boots card, 1 National Insurance card, 1 drivers licence, and around £2.25 in loose change. Damn, that's a pain in the arse.