from prime to binary

tonight i'm still a prime number, tomorrow morning i'll wake up as 2 to the power 5... massively binary...

i had a birthday party on saturday night with an old friend of mine who is two days older than me, stayed up all night without the aid of class A drugs and took josiah to victoria station for her 8:30 am train...

the party was nice, although a little strange in places for me, i'm not as close to the other birthday person as i once was, i saw quite a lot of bo's friend M, may go out with her someday soon, each member of nippy's band came, M who'd been celebrating his birthday the night before, K who i live with, arriving with the spanish contingent, and nippy herself who got on really well with bo which pleased me immensely...

so yesterday i was short on sleep, caught a western in the afternoon with spski (major dundee with richard harris & charlton heston, richard harris was really great), then later on big brother made me cry when they showed each housemate a video message from their family, and both craig & kemal had messages from their parents telling them they loved them unconditionally, implying an acceptance of their sexuality... it was lovely, and all too much... later still i watched strictly dancing and practically cried all the way through, sleep deprivation means i have few barriers up against tears...

then today i went into work to run the last workshop of the summer as part of the interviewing process, i grabbed a salad from TAZ after and cycled by the river to eat it by the tate modern, a little further down @ the NFT i bought three books, three new writers i hadn't heard of (two men and a woman), sat and read mountolive and then took in a robert mitchum double bill, when strangers marry, & west of the pecos, 1944 & 1945 respectively, robert looking very youthful, enjoyed both immensely, then cycled home before the sun went down (no lights), passing by russell square and the blocked off streets around where the bus blew up...

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