shewho | we were never holding back, worried that our lives would come to an end

in the end i went to the pub, took delivery of some 'stuff', and partook in 1 and a half tasty lager shandies and a lot of gossip.

there are some people whose lives always seem to run at a slight kilter to your own, in that when you are drifting along doing nothing amazing, they are full of gossip and randomness, and vice versa. complementary people, maybe?

so yes. last night i spent an age listening and catching up. much as i am a loud mouthed drunken hussy, i love to listen. in fact, one of my favourite things ever is having stories told to me at night.

i should listen to the radio more.

anyway, after a feeble 75% of a proper pint my head started spinning, and my companion felt similar, so we toddled off home.

this meant i was home well in time to watch fenner being violated by a mop handle. yes, i went for bad girls. but ick! much as i have wanted him to get his comeuppance for EVER i really didn't like this much.

and i was knackered, so fell asleep. ooops.

at least csi is waiting on the video for tonight.

if anybody is ever offered a pair of transmuters in a size 7/8 at a reasonable price, please direct them in my direction.

i broke my favourite bra and apparently it doesn't exist anymore. this makes me sad.

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