Woooo

Date tonight, I'm excited! Already know what I'm wearing, just wish I'd had that wax this week after all. Will have to put up with shaving. I'll let you know how it goes.

P.S - Keiran has Swine Flu, oh no!

Grrrrrr

I HATE THE RAIN!

Whoops

Hmmm. Now don't go worrying, I'm not going to get hooked on laxatives. But a friend of mine recommended drinking 'Laxatee' once a month to have a good clear out (they're tea bags with natural ingredients - you can but them at health food shops). I tried it for the first time last night, planning just to have one clean mass evacuation this morning. But now I'm at work and still have the worst squits! I'm having stomach cramps too, that can't be good.

The taste wasn't too bad once I put honey in it - it's quite bitter on its own. Hopefully I will have finished my runs by Saturday, got a date! Plus, I can feel a huge spot coming on my chin, it is most unwelcome. Humph.

Date

I phoned the sexy guy yesterday, we're going to go out for dinner on Saturday night. No idea where though, he said I can choose. Decisions! He hasn't lived in London very long so I might show him the delights of Shoreditch. Fingers crossed that sparks fly...

Here's a big kiss for you - X - just coz I feel like it!

Shiiiiit

My phone is RUBBISH! Apart from never having any signal and messages just sitting in my outbox, my alarm has now decided not to work. I didn't wake up until 10am! So late for work, but the boss isn't here till later so I might just get away with it if nobody blabs.

Rain rain, go away, come again another day.

Double hangover

When will I learn?! I was a good girl and stayed in on Friday night, but then went out on Saturday and Sunday - I must have spent about £200. Ooooh dear, my overdraft is gonna feel that!

I met a sexy guy on Saturday night, and it turns out he lives just down the road from me. Score! He paid for my drinks and my taxi, very gentlemanly. I just hope he's as good looking as I remember when I'm sober...

I had a bit of a shock on Sunday morning when I saw a mouse on top of my wardrobe! Mocking me from the top of its castle with its twitchy little nose. I usually quite like mice, but not when they get near my clothes! There is no food there, why can't he hide in the kitchen like normal mice?! I don't want to set any inhumain traps, but something will have to be done. I don't want to find little droppings in my Alexander McQueen clutch.

Yay!

Aha, I had a comment this morning asking if I'd lost weight - hurrah! This is only the beginning baby, I shall have a truely desirable figure.

I'm trying to decide where to go out tonight; Keiran went to Brighton Pride with his brolly, but I ended up staying here, so I now have no plans. What to do? I'm thinking somewhere that there is lots of handsome men and nice wine. Any ideas?

Can't wait to go see 'Coco Before Chanel' - she's my idol. Love Coco and Audrey Tatou, double whammy!

Am I too excitable?