I'm at work this morning and feeling good about life going on as normal...despite the fact that I was on a hot date till 1am last night. *zzzzzzzzzzzz* V tired and on my last legs but it's Friday and will be time to go out again later

...I'm thinking I may hit the ghetto in soho but that's another story.
There seem to be so many positives and negatives floating around all at the same time...Live 8, Pride, B-live, the olympic win (yay!)...counter balanced by terrorism, the sad loss of two people to cancer and a good friend of mine going to pick up his HIV test results today (we're fearing the worst).
So as you can see, life has been a strange rollercoaster of good and bad times this past week.
Saw some nasty sights on the streets yesterday but it's nothing we weren't all prepared for...particularly the seasoned Londoner who sadly is used to this type of event (...the IRA bombs of the mid 80s). The streets were really crowded this morning becuase no one trusts public transport any more and there's an air of paranoia everywhere. A siren goes off and everybody jumps - this never happens in central London.
Not more secrurity alerts???

Apparently there was an explosion at both Brighton and East Croydon yesterday...both controlled ones because some suspect packages were found.
But I'm fine...despite feeling rough as a badgers a*se. Cup of tea time methinks. Where's drew and the hangover club when you need him?
