It is well not fun to feel like this on a friday morning. I blame Maff and Claire. (Although mainly myself..) Far too much vodka and diet coke was consumed by me. Actually it was only like 3 glasses but they were giant fuck off massive glasses. I'm a lightweight anyway, but seriously by 11pm I was passed out on the bed. I went to sleep for about an hour and Claire touched my breast whilst I was sleeping, rapist. I woke up with a hat on my face. I quite liked it because it was comfy but sadly it was mykes, I promptly fell back to sleep in maff's bed and woke up at 2am, the light was off, everyone had gone home and the comfy hat had been replaced by a hard policeman hat. I have no idea what happened and I was suppose to be staying at Claire's! She, the cheeky scoundrel got Vers to cover the first 5 hours of her shift whilst I was at work at 7:50am this morning. I do not feel good. But no half as bad as I did after Chaos that time, hurrah!
John Terry is getting married tomorrow at Blenheim Palace (It actually looks amaZING!) I'm slightly jealous cos he seems like a nice man plus, he's rich. His wife to be has a slight pig nose too. Poor love. Anyway moving on...
Can't wait for saturday Muse will obviously be ACE. Driving went well yesterday, he said I did the best turn in the road he's ever seen, then I took both my hands off the wheels to clap Hahaha. whoops. everybody cross their fingers at 10.44am on tuesday, thank you!
I bloody mosquito has bitten me on my hip, my back and my THUMB. The thumb one really hurts, right where I would do a finger print, owie :(
I'm going to sit here and feel rough for the next 7 hours ish. Laters.
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