Yoga free weekend
That's the first weekend in over 2.5 years where I haven't done a single asana. Ooops.. Oh well. Good time to practice detachment I suppose.... though I did do the right thing and go back and visit my parents which is always a good reason to do anything.
The party over the weekend went well. Errrmmm. The only things which were missing were that no-one was sick (yeahhhaa!) and nothing go broken (phew!). Everything else that makes a party a PARTY happened, though. Let's see.... people getting drunk (tick), people spilling red wine on fluffy white carpets (tick), friends screaming at each other in the kitchen (tick, tick), girls crying over some nonsense or other (tick, tick and tick), people copping off with each other and leaving quickly out the back door (tick, tick and no doubt a couple of tocks), a kitchen soooo packed you can't get another sweety body in there (yet the flatmate still manages to crawl on the floor to get to the booze), and a couple of no shows (:<), and someone dodgy looking dude standing at the door saying "Yeah, John said I could meet him here", yeah, right.
The flatmate decided about 4am she wanted to clean up so left me to 'entertain' whist she did so (her insistance on this. She actually told me afterwards that she couldn't stand the people who were left at the end of the night so wanted to busy herself doing something till they left!!!). Never been to a party where there isn't an almighty mess in the morning (we through out 7 bin bags of bottles and left over food) . It was actually kinda nice.
So the OA never showed :< but atleast she was one of the few people who were atleast nice enough to get in touch to say they weren't coming (she had left her packing late... no doubt because Scotland had just beaten England at rugby for the first time in years).