Last night was fucking amazing.
We were all up at mine drinking merrily & decided to go to one of Isla's mates from works house for a gathering/party. They were all smashed & leaving soon, so we did too & ended up at some Shawlands party (like old times. :)).
It was one of those parties where everyone knew me & I didn't have a clue. There was some people I recognised, like this guy that I was sitting with him & we were trying to think where I met him for about ten minutes & then he just hit out with that I knew McGregor & that's how he knew me. (What? It made so mcuh sense last night...but it doesn't anymore)
I've fucked up my industrial. It's sore as fuck.
Marie got a taxi home & left her shoes at the party. What an arse. :P
Ashley's gutted. :)
Danny left his Misfiteos cds up here last night. He's also gutted.
Man. Last night was good. Random, but good.
SHEDDON'S SHAVED HIS MOTHERFUCKING HAIR!? What a fucking flashback that was. :|
I'm always so hungry nowadays, so aye. We've decided I'm eating for two & that I've had the immaculate conception. It's the only way it can be, unless I'm about five months gone & it's just been one of those stories you'll read about it Mizz next year. ;)
Anyway. Who cares? Let's have a baby shower. My presents? Obviously it'll be a boy. :) :P
How cute are they wee pink shoes?! Love.
...There we go. ;)