I think I’ll leave my Deadpool 2 review until next week when I get to see it again. In the meantime, I’m 40 now.
It’s actually no different from 39. I’m tired and mildly hungover, but that’s because I drank a bottle of Stroh 60 rum last night and had been in bed ten minutes before the traditional family midnight wake-up (that I’d forgotten was going to happen) happened.
This occurred on my 30th as well, and happens on every multiple-of-ten – a hardcore group of family and friends gather outside the victim’s window at midnight and wakes them up with any musical instruments as come to hand, then come in and have a beer.
So it was around one in the morning by the time I got to bed in the end. Now it’s coming up on 08:00am and I’m commuting. And sweating rum.
The crew delivered my gift, which is pretty glorious. Customised drink dispenser for the bar. I’ll have to post pictures when I have time to take some.
Today though, is work and then catering-shopping at the mall in the evening.
– Posted from my Huawei mobile phone while on the bus