Friday

My second full day alone. I don't know if I'm being over-dramatic about this, but I really just have no tolerance for my own exclusive company. It's just...pointless. Another morning of making my own breakfast and lunch and finding my own way to work. At least it's the last weekday until she's home.

Luckily, my lonely tedium is set to come to an end today, as Tim is coming up from Brighton to visit for the weekend. After work I head into town to meet him for a couple of drinks at The Cock. As ever on an end of the month sunny Friday everywhere is pretty busy and there's a huge crowd standing around outside the pub. We grab a pint and join them to catch up for a while.

After two drinks we're both pretty hungry so decide to head back toward Turnpike Lane to get a Jashan curry (best curry in N8, without a doubt) and some beers and take the party back to my house. The ultimate aim is to play a few games of FIFA10 (which I haven't done against a human for absolutely ages) but after putting away my Lamb Rogan Josh and watching a few Louis C.K. videos on YouTube, Alex pops round and helps us dispose of the booze in front of the telly. Over the next few hours we watch The Thick of It, some Dave Chappelle stand up and bits of Jonathan Ross on the TV.

When Alex makes her way home sometime after midnight, Tim and I get cracking on FIFA10. We play a few tight matches and the results bounce back and forth - but essentially I'm too drunk to pay much attention to the scorelines and focus on not embarassing myself against a guy I've been playing football games with since FIFA Road to World Cup 98. How far we've come!