I don't care if it was a Monday or not, I wanted cocktails. Met up with a guy I haven't seen for literally years, and did a little bar crawl around Soho and Covent Garden. Had the sexy bartender in LAB make me something sweet with citrus, that went down very well indeed. Wish his pants had come down that easily, but you can't have it all I guess.My outfit was rather extravagant; I went for head to toe gold with killer heels (which don't go too well with cobble stone roads). Some tourists came up to take photos of me, funny! They must have either thought I was famous or just a bit odd. Either's fine by me!
I'm bored now. Maybe I'll go and get something pierced.
