Ended up triple booking myself tonight. Charity work dinner, gig with mate and birthday drug fun sexy times with bang buddy. Kind of cancelled everything for the work do but was really anxious about those kinda things and never goto the work events because of being a general fucking wreckhead. Felt obliged to go to this one because I was involved with some of the charity stuff this year. Ended up having the best seat in the place with all the people I really liked, no unwanted awkward conversations with anyone, lots of nice conversations with people I liked to get to know better who seemed more anxious to be there than I did. Awesome food, won an amazing tea set which is perfect for my bnb set up! And got by on only one glass of free wine :D
Rang bang buddy when I got home, we had to cancel our trip plans for tonight but turned out he was too wrecked from night before anyway. Agreed for day tripping tomorrow afternoon which suits everyone better all around and he sent me sneek pictures of cake and balloons!! :O
So while I was on the phone I got a facebook from gig mate was at a local bar. Went there facebooked him, no reply and they weren't in usual place. Was almost getting a bit fucked off but considered the shenanigans I could have on my own because there was a good crowd, or just go home and do drugs :D. But sent a txt and turned out they were at the nightclub we blew our student loan in.
Smoked a joint on the way there, got lost finding the cloakroom the place had changed that much but when I finally found my mate and he was with a huge crowd of our old uni friends!!!!! I never make a fuss of my birthday and keep it private but my old house mate I've known since I was 17 remembered and it was like the best surprise birthday party that never happened!! A surprise birthday party is my worst nightmare!!!
Had a great night, didn't get to wrecked. Totally owned the corner in front of the dj box with slutty dancing. If had a pound for every nipple I seen tonight it would have paid for my night twice over.
This is my snoo
My last few birthdays have been pretty shitty, and officially I celebrated my birthday last week because I couldn't get time off this weekend. This topped last weekend in many ways and was totally, wholesome, unexpected good times.
I wore my lucky pants today. Never under estimate the karmic power of lucky pants.
... Every one best get happy and snoo away so it can be cast in to the archives...
