Oh Bollocks!
I feel like shite today - fucking nightbuses, fucking north London being the back end of nowhere!
Went to a party last night, was fucking brilliant, I flirted up a storm with a couple of v cute guys, drank enough red wine to float a ship and regrettably smoked! Now in my defence, was not undiluted baccy. And why don't I ever listen to the wise words of my flist. Not supposed to smoke after drink floated through my mind but it was too late, I'd been and gone and done it.
Two of the girls there were slutty elves, fucking hysterical!
So I left the party at 3.30 and am waiting for a night bus and it's cold! Then an N43 arrives and isn't going far enough so I end up in the middle of some fucking where, actually the back of Holborn and it's cold and I have no idea what bus I'm supposed to take, it's late, and I am pissed and off my head. So I got a cab to London Bridge so that I could take the nightbus home. Freezing, not enough clothes on when the bus finally arrived, it got me to Lewisham in time for another bus which was 15 fucking minutes late so in actual fact was the bus after the one I was getting.
Never has the walk from the village to home felt so long, finally got into bed about 5.40am and got up before 10 and am now here. So the day is a washout, 'cos I feel like death and I have to go out and I have to watch EE and I have to watch the final of Strictly Come Dancing. And I'm going out for lunch tomorrow - we're on the list for the Wolsey, if that fails we're going to the Baltic.
Oh and I've got a bruised head on account of clonking it at some point in the last 12 hours... Oh dear, oh dear!
One more thing - am all behind on my Xmas cards! Some of the US/Australian ones have gone already but some of them are gonna be late - sorry! I'm crap, you should know that by now.
Oh and I can't stop listening to the ST of Phantom even if it's not v good! Gerry Butler is so yummy, it hurts! *winks at Molly*
Really going now mes amies.
Went to a party last night, was fucking brilliant, I flirted up a storm with a couple of v cute guys, drank enough red wine to float a ship and regrettably smoked! Now in my defence, was not undiluted baccy. And why don't I ever listen to the wise words of my flist. Not supposed to smoke after drink floated through my mind but it was too late, I'd been and gone and done it.
Two of the girls there were slutty elves, fucking hysterical!
So I left the party at 3.30 and am waiting for a night bus and it's cold! Then an N43 arrives and isn't going far enough so I end up in the middle of some fucking where, actually the back of Holborn and it's cold and I have no idea what bus I'm supposed to take, it's late, and I am pissed and off my head. So I got a cab to London Bridge so that I could take the nightbus home. Freezing, not enough clothes on when the bus finally arrived, it got me to Lewisham in time for another bus which was 15 fucking minutes late so in actual fact was the bus after the one I was getting.
Never has the walk from the village to home felt so long, finally got into bed about 5.40am and got up before 10 and am now here. So the day is a washout, 'cos I feel like death and I have to go out and I have to watch EE and I have to watch the final of Strictly Come Dancing. And I'm going out for lunch tomorrow - we're on the list for the Wolsey, if that fails we're going to the Baltic.
Oh and I've got a bruised head on account of clonking it at some point in the last 12 hours... Oh dear, oh dear!
One more thing - am all behind on my Xmas cards! Some of the US/Australian ones have gone already but some of them are gonna be late - sorry! I'm crap, you should know that by now.
Oh and I can't stop listening to the ST of Phantom even if it's not v good! Gerry Butler is so yummy, it hurts! *winks at Molly*
Really going now mes amies.