Oh, what an exciting Saturday night I'm having. I can get away with it though, I've been working today and yesterday at le bookshop where it has been crazy because of the Buxton Festival and the fringe which started tonight. Official Bookseller to the festival we are. oooer. This accounts for why I'm very tired and why I shall slope off to bed soon.
Yay! my favourite player is in the final!
He deserves to win, I hope he does ~smoooches Federer~
I need to get my Muse ticket, but everywhere online is charging me £5 for delivery so they can suck it, I might go into Manchester tomorrow/Monday anyway.
Wednesdays night was 'interesting', the end-of-history celebrations turned into me, Eileen, Mr Minns and Ms Humphries pretending to be a family having a meal in Croma. A little too much white wine on my part. Oh dear, I think I behaved respectably... I was only tipsy after all ~crosses fingers~. It was very nice, you'd think it would have been horribly awkward but it really wasn't.
Oh yeah, please don't go and see the film Identity, pfft.. what a load of wank.
I had this song in my head all day long and so I thought I'd buy myself the album. I like it.