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Took a trip into Southampton today for no good reason other than to go to the sauna. However, in the process, I found that Beaker was no longer working at HMV having taken redundancy and run off laughing manically into the night. Or something like that. Had a "Hairy Biker" luncheon of Vietnamese King Prawn on Sugar Cane, followed by Pho. And all this without having to break my ankle...* Headed for the sauna and managed to bump into none other than Beaker at Forbidden Planet. Seems he is looking to move to Vancouver BC. Alas, alack. Sauna was quiet; middle aged men and twinks. "Have you been here before?" asked the doorman.
"No..."
"You do realise this is a men only sauna...?"
I waved my Bear Pride badge at him. Honestly...

* Refer "The Hairy Biker's Cookbook".

Current Mood: calm
Current Location: Hantsbear Towers
Current Music: The Man Who Stole The World - David Bowie

...beckoned. And who am I to refuse. So, after a light trim (split ends only before you all start thinking I have given in to a major fit of coiffuring), I jumped on a bus to Southampton, longhaired gem of the south coast. Went into HMV to buy a couple of CDs, and set the alarm off on exit. The divine Mr. Beaker refused point blank to perform a full cavity search, merely stating that he would be doing unpleasant things to the clerk who didn't remove the security tag. I asked for a tape of the screams. Continued on to Forbidden Planet and another absolutely woofy clerk on the till. That's on top of the other views as I walked through the city.

Met up with Tom who I've been talking to on Bear 411 of late. I think I may have persuaded him to come over for an assignation in the week. Failing that, working in a DIY store, I guess he must be pretty handy with a screwdriver...

Current Mood: mischievous
Current Music: Spaceman - Babylon Zoo

Nothing in life is simple today. I try to get a battery for the bike today - nobody knows what battery the 2002 model requires. Guess it is compulsory to be organised and have the owners manual at all times, and not even attempt anything like this on a whim.
Tried to get a prescription dispensed. Tried two pharmacies on Saturday - one of which did not dispense on the premises, and the other didn't keep the drug because none of the local physicians prescribed it. Fair enough; it was a small, local pharmacy. Tried two branches of Boots today (= CVS/Walgreens) - neither store held it in their dispensaries. Finally, I went to my local pharmacy; they didn't have it, but I was so fed up with chasing around, I accepted their offer to order it for me so that I would have it tomorrow.
On a plus point, I got to growl at Beaker and Russ today. And the other Russ.

Current Mood: cranky
Current Music: You Held the World in Your Arms - Idlewild

Well, yesterday, (name deleted) threw me by giving me my belated Christmas present, which had been in the bottom of his rucksack for the last week or so, with the words "Thought I'd better give you this in case you really throught I don't love you any more!"
Went into HMV today; chatting to Beaker, when he drops into the conversation he has a wife...
Optimist : Wife, or husbear? Or maybe bi...?
Pessimist : I think I'll cry into my beer now, if you don't mind...!
Rocky Horror was an absolute blast; the understudies performing Magenta and Columbia were damn good; the black satin boxer shorts weren't needed; Frank-n-Furter was amazing and Christine Hamilton was an inspired choice of Narrator - she really commanded the stage.

Current Mood: contemplative
Current Music: Private Idaho - The B-52's

Days like today make me glad I haven't got a tail, because boy would it have wagged. I went to go shop in Southampton, and as regular readers of this journal will know, it is the place on the south coast for long haired, hairy, downright yiffy men. And boy were they out today. Went into HMV; furry longhair assistant not on the video counter (but two bear cubs instead...) I enquired of the wearabouts of said assistant.

"You mean Beaker? He's on Revenue Protection... in fact he's behind you at the top of the escalator..." And indeed he was. I approached...

"Okay, I give... whyfore Beaker?" He grinned sheepishly. It turns out that there was a party, and no alcohol, honest guv, and a Muppet film. Apparently, he also spent another time talking to a plaster cast of a dog for three and a half hours...

So, now the furry one has a name...

Mimimimimimimiiiiiiiiiiiii!!!

Current Mood: crazy
Current Music: Tube of Wonderful - Dave Pirner

Yep, the cute furry guy in HMV was in a good mood yesterday. And all I could do was thing of abducting him and placing him in a vat of chocolate. To top that off, on the way home I had to stop off at a pagan shop in Fareham, and there was a cute, furry longhaired biker cub type. I happened to admire the fake bullet holes on his crash helmet - well, you do don't you...?
What the hey; it was a conversation opener. Now for that cold shower.

Current Mood: horny
Current Music: Fell on Black Days - Soundgarden

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