My Two Birthdays

One score and six years ago...

Well my birthday has come and gone, and I managed to milk two birthdays on a technicality. I was born at 10:15pm on 12 February, which is 4:15am on 13 February (Greenwich Mean Time) in England. So if one's birthday is the 24-hour period beginning from the time of one's birth then my European birthday is the 13th. In any case I worked on both days so it was really just for a laugh.

Unfortunately there aren't many exciting bits of news to relay at the moment. I've been working a lot, trying to save up for the big European trek in April and May. My brother Darryl, will arrive in late April attached to a backpack, and thus will begin the adventure. I've decided to stay on at work until late March in order to attempt to save up some cash.

This coming weekend I will be giving Manchester another go. I'll be meeting up with co-worker/neighbour Tom and exploring the city for a couple of days. I believe there is a proper Manchester gig featuring a Stone Roses-esque band or two, and some cheap students nights out with Tom's brother, Alex, and his fellow students of architecture.

Last night was another zombie night, the monthly deep cleaning of the kitchen. We managed to finish up around 2:30am, mostly because of pressure from the manager. I somehow managed to elude December and January's zombies, so I guess I was due for one.

That's all for now. More after Manchester.

Cheers.