I went out to see my friend Ian's bands gig in the Sugar Club last night. Because the Sugar Club is such a nice venue we had planned to go to fibbers or somewhere equally grubby afterwards to balance things out...so I'm still really confused as to how we ended up hanging around outside The Forge in Drimnagh this morning talking about...as best I can remember...Romanian Gypsy curses, lesbians (Boo) and Jennifer Burke's secret crush (not so secret anymore Jennifer)! Actually, I do know...Rob and Donal promised me some O'Briener. I missed him which broke my heart...but there was a man who asked me out and he had what appeared to be a lobotomy scar ruining all the way around his head (I get the all the men, I get ALL the men), so it balanced out alright in the end...!
The whole point of this otherwise pointless post is that I had great plans to start working this weekend, but I am absolutely, totally, magnificently fucked today.:)
But I'm sure I'll start work tomorrow...
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