Riding rather a big bummer today. Had to pry myself off the couch despite having made plans to meet up with someone at the Hayward. The dance exhibit was fun and I'm glad I went; I may go back again. Afterward babysimon met me at the coffee shop and we went to see La Soiree, a circusy-type event happening behind the National Theater in a sort of tent. It was fun and I had a bit to drink (on an empty stomach). When it was done, we headed back to Tooting and had dinner at Mirch Masala. It was good to eat with him; it makes me sad to think of all the nights I come home and look at all of the lovely little restaurants full of people, knowing if I ate in one of them it would be by myself. What's the point, really.
Tried to watch David Attenborough but my computer is showing it just too slowly. I'm going to call it a night. My big question will now be: William S Gibson or Nancy Mitford. It's a hard choice.