First off, on behalf of Buddy Christ, Happy Easter. May your eggs be of chocolate goodness as opposed to the farty bitterness most eggs leave you with.

Now to continue the epic tales told on this digital tome, a few days have passed since the post that signified the return of the Lord of Leisure to British shores and after a pretty hard day at work, where many things occurred including voice over reading for radio ads concerning GoToMyPC which didn’t have a happy ending but you never know, something else may turn up. Mind you, if people did start hearing my voice again, I suspect people would claw their heads, asking for the pain to stop.

Forgive the lack of updates in the past few days, but it appears that since Thursday, after said busy day at work, which also involved an office move and a very very entertaining night out on the town with a few people from work and meeting some interesting folk who were interesting dancers who seemed to fight a losing battle with Gravity, I have been filled with the sense of “Meh”, that mostly costly time disease where you really do not feel like doing anything at all.

For Friday and Saturday for instance, the days became filled with eating questionable “food”, wandering around in my underpants and watching various TV shows from the past with the odd break in the mix given by the 1998 game Starcraft. Why that game and not any others from the vast selection of DVDs at my command, I could not say.

Due to the state of play I guess, there’s no point in going out. It seems that with the sights that tourists love to see accessible all the time as you see fit, most people are themselves choosing to stay in or visit friends in faraway places, the need to go out has basically wandered off and as we speak, is at a bar throwing up and throwing things at passersby.

I did wonder about whether or not this was simply due to the fact that I had come back from sunny climbs, where I didn’t have to worry about anyone braking anything or having to wake up properly in the morning ready to rush off to fall asleep at someone else’s pleasure.

Perhaps time is required to return to the old ways, after all, having the oppotunity to do different things away from the norm throws you all out of whack like something complicated explained on Star Trek. Maybe things are going back to the way it was as I did venture out today for Easter Sunday and perhaps in some silly way, London did it’s best to show it’s not all bad.

All the shops were actually closed for the first time since Christmas Day, and I actually saw it this time. It was actually rather comforting to know that the majority of people working for the retail evil empire will get a day off for a change, and it was fun to walk down the strand where normally traffic would occupy the roads. Even the weird rollerblading crews wandering around for some….reason and the Sri Lanka protester people who I think didn’t get any Easter eggs as opposed to hoping naughty things stop were all out to ensure that it was a day not to forget.

I shall return soon with some more waffle, perhaps in time something more, well, funny. Or at the least, more entertaining than droning on about very little. Maybe with pretty pictures and a “Join the Dots” puzzle.