Schpunk was, errrr? I got drunk very quickly (as did Jay), we stumbled around and danced lots, Dean (creepy guy from Tavern) was there and he would not leave me alone :| Until I said "all my boyfriend's mates are here" and he said "I thought he was your ex?" and I said "no..." and he just disappeared. Hahaha. I think he'd seen me with Greg and it scared him. Had a heart to heart with Jay which was nice, and then got all upset and sat in the toilets for ages until Ellie came to recue me, except that didn't do much good so then Jay appeared, and I left my little hole and went and spoke to Renny for ages, which was also nice. After we left Greg and Ellie had another bust up so me and Jay were stuck sitting freezing in the car for ages, but I fell asleep and didn't wake up til I was home and seemingly even more drunk than when I was still there.
It was all a bit poo, really.
Work on sunday was a bit crap. Work yesterday was alright, not so busy I couldn't cope but not so quiet I was bored. OOOOOH get this, as of thursday I'm working 10 hours a day monday, tuesday, thursday, friday and saturday, 6 hours sunday and four hours wednesdays every day until christmas. JOY :| I'm going to die. But lots of extra money so that's good. I'm meant to be going out all the time over the next few weeks though (Prodg friday, Tavern on the 11th, Pacific Edge 15th, Freak at some point, blah blah blah) so I have no idea how I'm gonna survive, I need to go to Slimes at some point as well, and me Jay Jayne and whoever else we're gonna drag were gonna go Fabric as well HMMMMMMMMMMMM) Lots of stuff. Ahh, and probably Chrimbo work do. I dunno. All in the name of good fun.
PAYMOTHERFUCKINGDAY WOOOOOOO!!!! Okay £120 of which goes to Drew's mum, £180ish goes towards chrimble prezzies, lots of money for food and crap... but still. I'm gonna get my hair and nails done and maybe buy a pair of jeans but that is all Chloe's getting this month. Some ebay cheques have come through though so that is good, WHERE THE FUCK IS MY CINCHER, I want my cincher, nowwww!!!!!!!!!!! I also need to get fabric for Drew to make pretty clothes, I might go to Rommie tomorrow just to
spend all my wages. Oh, I don't know. My tummy hurts, I need to go to the doctors, I'm still hurting which is bad cos I shouldn't be and I was a bit further along than when people usually miscarry so it makes me think something's wrong. on top of that my lungs are ready to explode and something needs to be done cos it's just getting worse, I don't want it to be like last year when running from the chip shop to the station after freak would turn me into a wheezing mess until I got home and could take 50 puffs on Phoebe's inhaler before I was with the living again, RAAAH everything about me is crap, I wish my body wasn't so fucked, it's all just little crap that nothing much can be done about but they all mingle together until I can do fuck all.
Work at 2. PANTS.