The future looks...exactly the same as it did before.

I've come to the conclusion, that the only good thing about Halloween is cute gothic fashion. Friday saw a party hosted by Browns at a converted church in Soho. Spooky? Not really, but it was open bar and Josh Harnett was there, so I wasn't going to complain.

To try and get into the spirit, I took advantage of the entertainment at the party. First up in the main chapel I watched the first few minutes of some lady "singing", "jazz". It was the kind of performance, that you start planning your exit from, almost instantly after its begun. Maybe she was the trick, because she sure as hell wasn't a treat.

Anyway, after making a swift exit I noticed a lady sitting in a corridor apparently telling people's future's. I sat down and she began to ask me about any previous spiritual experiences I'd had. Now, being a student of Philosophy, I tend to be quite a sceptic, but simultaneously, it means that I think I'm really witty. So thought I'd humour this lady and really play up to the situation, all while massaging my ego. She she picked three tarot cards for me. I'll admit, there was a small part of me that wanted her to win me over with her incredible foresight...Alas, she was crap. She began to ramble about some sort of relationship I was going to start with "either a friend, or a family member, or a..a...lover". It was at this point when I had to start thinking of dead kittens and the credit crunch to ensure I could keep a straight face. She continued with something along the lines of "if you try really hard at the task at hand, you will succeed in the future!" Well no shit Sherlock.

It was then I had to make my excuses, head to the bar for a little Dutch courage before the Josh stalking commenced. Now if only she'd seen him in my future, I may have paid a little more attention...