Double Date

I had a very good day on Saturday. N and I went on a double date with GKL and IMP. GKL and I haven't been able to double date for ages. Our dating situations just haven't been in synch, but Saturday was fun. GKL and IMP were late so we missed the showing of the film we'd planned to see, but we went shopping for an hour instead. IMP brought GKL two skirts that are very very her. Slightly flared (I don't know the correct term) and all spotty. Very pretty. And N brought me a book and a bag. He's very lovely when he's on his drugs. Yay for fluoxetine!

After the random shopping, and the dragging N across bus stations to meet other friends, we went to see Star Trek. I sat knitting through most of it, but to the bemusement of N. And apparently my dear friend C, who is also an addicted stitcher, thinks it's an abomination to knit during Star Trek and plans to metaphorically kill me. It's not like I'm not a dedicated Trekkie. I have a tattoo in Klingon!! And I had my full attention on the movie, my hands were just busy.

The movie was good. I was all prepared to absolutely hate it. I've despised it since I first heard of its conception. But it impressed me. The actors managed to portray the traits of the original characters pretty well. "green blooded hobgoblin". Hehe, had me giggling for a while.

I have my niggles though. The transporter beam was this white whirly cgi thing instead of the snowstorm it should have been, and the bridge was too white and advanced and shiny. It was as bad as Star Wars, having superior technology in the flipping past. I may have had a minor nerd attack on the way out and nearly required physical restraining. I do remember beginning to hyperventilating. But overall I was impressed.

The second part of the date was dinner at Taybarns where all four of us stuffed ourselves silly. I was vaguely disappointed that they'd replaced their melt-in-the-mouth gammon carvery with a mildly overcooked beef joint, but it was still good. And they could serve nothing but fried insects for main course, the chocolate fudge sauce, ice cream and profiteroles they have would more than make up for it.

The four of us sat chatting for longer than we were eating. It was nice. It's good to see N socialising, even though I know he's not entirely comfortable with it. And even GKL admitted that he has improved a lot since a few months ago. Again, yay for fluoxetine! IMP was a little quiet, but then he usually is unless he's drunk.

And then, while I was dead to the world after finishing a workbook for uni, N had an MSN conversation with C. They seem to have clicked, which I knew they would. They have loads in common. But I'm very happy. I like that N gets on with my friends. It makes things a whole lot easier. And it'll make my faux-birthday party a lot less awkward too.

I'm going to be in Maine for my birthday this year, so I'm turning my rapidly-becoming-tradition end of exams extravaganza party into a joint end of exams and birthday party. That way I get to celebrate with my friends, albeit 5 months early. N said he'll be coming, and the KURA gang will be there as usual (those guys are fantabulous party guests). C is attending, and SC (one of the girls from Stitch and Bitch). And of course GKL and IMP will be in attendance. It'll be fun, I'm looking forward to it. It'll be interesting to see what N is like when he's drunk. I don't think I've ever seen him drunk. Of course, he's never SEEN me drunk, only heard from me through phone calls and texts. All kinds of things might happen. :D