I Am...

Hungover
Robbed
In need of a job
Broke
Slightly embarassed
Bored
Naked

It seems to be one of those times when things are just... unfortunate. I'd call it karmic realignment. Now, I'm not a spiritual person in any way imaginable, but I can't help feeling a nagging suscpicion that the frequent and flippant rudeness that passes as my wit will eventually come round to bite me on the arse- and not in the fun way, either.

Anyway, P is coming round in a bit if he doesn't go to Church so I had better shower. I doubt he really wants to see me looking like I've just scrawled from a sweaty, heaving pit of human euphoria. Which of course, I have; Hype at Fabric was awesome.

Oh, and Rosé kills me. I have decided to become abstinent.

From wine, not from life.

Music- blaaargh

xxx