Eeeeeeeeeeeeee I am super excited kids! Going to see My Fave Band tomorrow night and I am bouncing with excitement. I might even be sick. I kid you not.
Had a bit of a weird day - many flashbacks to drunken phone calls to and from Boys From Work Saturday night, luckily they were as hammered as we were so no one can remember anything anyone said. Probably couldn't understand it at the time either but the only thing anyone remembers was someone banging on about cups of tea.... Fortunately we seem to have a lot less bruises than they do. Why is it that boys get wasted and then start play fighting each other? Girls don't do that...
Drummer Boy didnt text me ALL day - to begin with I was most indifferent to this, by clocking off time I was horrendously indignant and by 5:30pm I gave in and text him. Playing hard to get clearly has an effect on my shallow mind. I DEMAND that you want me even though I'm not sure if I want you back quite so much... except now, cos of the 'playing hard to get' I want him like a mad thing. So we're going to some fireworks Wednesday. Hopefully it'll be frosty cold so he can warm me up again when we get back. Ding dong! And its an excuse to wear mittens!! And have sparklers! And possibly hot soup in a mug!! And probably cider.
Just had a bit of a scare from HCH - she kind of hooked up with this guy we know on Saturday night, and he's not British. So there is sometimes a bit of a 'lost in translation' issue about things, and somehow she's managed to make him believe that she and I are having a 'special' relationship. It could be a lot worse, except now he's sent me a message asking if I could answer a little question for him... thanks HC, you dig the holes, I'll fill 'em in.
Happy, chilly, firework filled, ska-band, bounce til you're happy then bounce a bit more days to you all
Love you lots like jelly tots!
Axxx
