blast from the past

I got a nice bit of randomness last night. It was about 10pm, and my mobile rang, and it was LJ and Z were in Tatu, and so I went down to join them - we were all having a bitch at how shit our weekends were. It was all very tame and relaxed, when a complete blast from my past in the form of Amy came rushing in - all typical Todge-like with blow-dried curls, fake tan, red lips, black eye-liner - exactly how I remember her from four yrs ago. She was also still as drunk as she was four years ago - some people never change. Amy used to be one of my best friends, but she was, and still is, a complete head-melter. It was just plain old strange to see her again. She made me promise ten times over to meet up with her this week, and we'll have to see what happens.

Work was fun today, mainly from the point that it was dress-down day - I feel such a school kid for being able to genuinely enjoy wearing what I want to work. My team trainer has also offered to teach me kite-surfing, which is pretty nifty. I am not finding the work hard at all, but mainly because I pay not very much attention, and just assume that I will learn it when I actually do it - that's what happened at Maurice's and just about everywhere else. There is no matter how much people can teach you - you just have to do it yourself.