Hosted quiet, refined supper last night for hard working flatmates and fellow Battersea local
verlaine.
... was then found asleep on sofa at 7am (surrounded by bottles and, for some reason, earrings) by flatmate H, who pissed herself laughing and put me to bed.
Head feels a little funny.
Detox going very well.
Really want a cheese toastie, but have to go into town and have hot wax applied to my face instead.
Nghhhhh.