I moved into the new place on DeMontfort Road in here in Reading. The roomies are pretty cool, actually going out with them for the second time in three nights. It’s Owen’s birthday, he’s 25. One of the places that we went to was the Purple Turtle. I am the oldest in the house, at he ripe old age of 28.
I finally get to go to London this weekend, because I don’t have to spend the weekend looking for a place to live since I now am writing this in my house.
I went karting yesterday with the chaps from the office. Fun. Lotsa rain, not lotsa grip, lotsa spinning.