» Unexpected Good Fortune

Good to bad
Going to be a bit of a longish one. Sorry, but here it is... The day before my birthday a few years ago I was working late in a job I didn't want to do. I was frantically searching for another job. It was also just over with a woman I was dating. So things were looking a bit glum as I was approching 28. Anyway, I get off of the pretty dodgy overland station in east London and walk a bit then I get accosted by three young punks who steal my phone and wallet (20 quid). They threatened to stab me. Kicked me to the ground and all that. My health was in order, so good for that. However, the whole situation was quite frightening. At that point I pretty much hated society and all it had to offer.

So I go through the malarkey of contacting the police, getting my cards cancelled/reordered. Then worst of all was to get the phone cancelled which was a pain.

So I was really down and had planned birthday dinner and drink with close friends, then a big party the day after. Naturally I was not feeling up for it.

Just before I left to see my friends, my work colleagues gave me a card of sympathy with a little collection for me. Very touching. My dinner/drinks was really nice as well. They were very supportive and kind. I started to feel a bit better about people.

Cue the next day. Feeling better and looking forward to seeing more of my friends. The party was a huge success. People had a great time. I got pretty hammered. It was just near the end of the night, feeling confident and good. I ended up asking this girl at the party back to my place. Here Mr. DeLarge actually gets lucky. Nice.

The next morning I was having breakfast with this young lady and I got a call that I was to come in for an interview for a really good job I applied for (which I ended up getting)! I would have to say that capped off the most successful 24 hours I had, which was opposite from one of the worst days of my life.

It takes some event to shake you to see how much your friends and family can come out to support you.
(Sun 17th Sep 2006, 15:43, More)

» Never Meet Your Heroes

Chuck
I met Chuck Palahniuk (Fight Club author) at a book signing in Waterstone's in Oxford Street. Chatted for a bit, and signed all my books. Class act and super nice.

Worked on a radio show and went to some trade show on sex (to get some material) where they had porn stars signing poster and lord nows what. There was a porn star named Nicky Taylor. She looked attractive with the right lighting on screen. Up close she was scary looking with quiet bad skin. She was quite nice though.
(Mon 29th May 2006, 14:10, More)