I went to Quinns, a pub on the edge of Camden Town, tonight. It was an OK night I met up with Reiss and Adrian, who I had not seen for a while. Reiss’ ex came down with some mates. One of them was grilling me asking me why I liked wrestling, I could not be bothered with the whole debate yet again so I just shrugged and carried on drinking my pint.
Adrian said that he would put a word in for me at the paint shop where he works. That was nice of him. 🙂
That was about it, Reiss and Adrian were fucking about while we were waiting for the bus and then Reiss and I did very poor impressions of the Scottish drug rehab guy from Little Britain as we walked home.