Channeling the inner housewife in myself tonight, by doing the ironing whilst watching the TV. I feel like I should have curlers in my hair and smoking a cigarette. Anyway, lets catch up. So Halloween resulted in a pool of sick and a £10 taxi ride home. Egg was surprisingly good and nothing in the club was related to the name, which confused me. Because it is an odd name for a club, right? Not just me? As you all know I dressed up as a zombie Peter Pan and had a few looks on the Tube which I'm thinking is a good thing? No? Okay. I got ready in a record breaking fifteen minutes, but this worked to my advantage because Halloween is the only night you can look completely shit and not only get away with it, but get praised for it.
Moving on, I'm very excited about the next few weeks. This Wednesday I'm going to Cardiff to catch up with my cousin and see Nicki Minaj, hopefully followed by a nice night out in Cardiff. Then on the Thursday my cousin is coming up to London for a night out and some lovely sightseeing. THEN (I know, I'm sorry) I'm going back to Wales for a couple of days to see the family and see the friends and see the sheep.
Now that we have catched up I can go to bed feeling happy.
Goodnight, God bless.
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