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Wednesday, 14 March 2007

Sonic Boom Boy

So last night was something of a fuck up all round.

It was the final of Stargate SG1 .. ever .... but since I really cant stand the show, made sure I had plans to be everywhere else so Dan could watch it in peace. You see, never sit and try and watch a show I don't like in my presence. Its not intentional, I cant help myself, but I will rip the shit out of it continually, or just try and assess which ice rink they are training in...... (Rach will tell you!) ... I think its because, bottom line .. its all about me.............

Anyhoo, last night. Left work at 5.30 as per, started preparing dinner and managed to do a bit of ironing. Dan got home around 7.00, we ate ... I ironed some more so that I wasn't going to gym on a full stomach. I arrived at the gym at about 8.30 and it was packed. Now, I wasn't too fussed on this occasion as I had to be at rehearsals at 9.00 so i genuinely was only doing a quick intense 10 min cross train session. Not that any of the regular ones were free. The only machine I could get on was in the express gym.
The express gym is a small room to one side of the main part of the gym, that has one treadmill, two cross trainers, two bikes a set of weights machine thing and two mats with a Pilate's ball thing. They say Express Gym not because you can nip in and our real quick (even though, come to think of it, that's what I did) but its for people who are a bit conscious of exercising in a room full of uber fit toned and muscled fitness geeks. And yes you weight training people ... you may like sports but you are geeks too. Just a different flavour to us sci fi types.

So i did my ten minutes on a cross trainer in the express gym .... and they are older ones than the main gym and seem to work differently ... I don't like them .... they hurt the front of my thighs.... jumped in the shower and started to change to head down to rehearsal. As I pulled on my jeans, I checked my mobile .... rehearsal had already finished so I could go straight home. Now... I had asked them to let me know this, because I would not have been impressed had I turned up at the hut to find it dark, locked and empty... possibly still with the drunk we had to chase off last Friday hanging about (ooh, did I tell you that story? I was such a big girls blouse!) ... so the fact they had told me was good. Then I realised I could have stayed on for a proper work out, but having now showered and wet my towel, I couldn't go back in. So I went home thinking that I could possibly manage to sit through the last 20 mins or so of SG1 in silence.

Dan was surprised to see me back and was indeed watching his Stargate .... from 6 weeks ago as he hasn't been watching when I have been at the gym as I thought (so what has he been doing???? Actually, I know he watched Eight Legged Freaks one night, since he really cant have it on when I am in the house). So I left him to it and went upstairs to pootle about.

And that's when I remembered we have an X Box.

Its not been touched in over a year (aside from moving house.... don't get picky) so I put on Sonic the Hedgehog ... not these all real 3d ones they are always showing on the telly .. the old Mega Drive version of the original Sonic the Hedgehog. But the TV we have up there is very old and very fucked ... so the sound didn't work and the picture kept cutting out.. so I skulked back down stairs. Dan suggested trying a different scart socket..... so back up to the attic I go ...and it worked! Hurrah! Now, I am not really a gamer ..... I am and always have been notorious for being utter shite on these things.... except Sonic. was always a bit of a whizz at Sonic. So imagine my surprise when I didn't even make it to the boss of level 2 before losing all of my lives.


  • At 3:55 am, Blogger Kevin Charnas said…

    HHAA!! Oh baby... poor Dan and poor Will...

    I'll sit there trying, REALLY trying, STEELING myself, in fact, to NOT say anything about a show that he's watching. And then I just can't take it anymore and I start bitching. Then, I tell him that I won't bitch anymore and so we go back to watching...for around 5 minutes when I begin bitching again.

    It will end when he turns off the set.

    I really do try. I just can't help myself.

  • At 10:59 pm, Blogger Peter Pan said…

    God help them when we ever get all four of us in the same room....

  • At 9:53 am, Blogger Ruby Tuesday said…

    I watched the whole series of Dancing on Ice with memories of your rink commentary. 'I'm sure that's Luton, I recognise the brickwork..'


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