Friday, December 21, 2007

changed her tune..

So, last night I was all settled down on the sofa about to watch The Mighty Boosh when I got a phone call from T: "Come out! Come on, we're drinking champage! and C's friend is coming in too go on! I'm going to ring you again in a half hour and you better be on your way" and stuff to that effect. No way, I've been out drinking something like 6 nights out of the last week and a half and I had work this morning and my own Christmas work thing which I'm about to embark on. Anyway, she fell in the door at some point during the night and woke me up to tell me they had champagne and saw a drag show. Then she goes to give me a little kiss goodnight and burps on me instead. Charming. Thanks, T. :-)

Thursday, December 20, 2007

stupid boss

wanker of a boss just gave me the head to toe job!! i have the christmas party tonight (yea....) most of the people here turn up in good(ish) clothes i.... didn't as i couldn't be arsed i don't really want to unleash the girls on my hilarious and boring bosses!! they just wouldn't apprieciat them anyway (cunt) (yes thats right i said cunt not see you next tuesday fucking hate when people do that. but i love peoples expression when i say the word cunt) CUNT CUNT CUNT CUNT

Wednesday, December 19, 2007

que pasa?

what's going on??

Hmm

Ended up drinking most of the Irish Mist last night in the girls' house. It didn't really get me drunk though. Not till I tried to stand up anyway, and once I got my balance on I was fine really. Although the taxi driver on the way home (who BLARED Luther Vandross on the stereo most of the way) wanted me to take him back to Co. W with me next time I went home. That'd be a no, ta.

K

Tuesday, December 18, 2007

kitty the cleaning up after a house party pixie

You wouldn't believe how long it takes to clean up after a Christmassy house party when you've got a hangover roughly the size of Tipperary (a big enough county, but not the biggest, or second biggest for that matter, eh T?) AND you've just frozen your tits off walking back from town. Ugh, it wasn't pretty that's for sure. The actual night was class though, I seem to remember T talking to the lads and swinging a tampon over her head..or maybe it was a dream.

My boss has just given me a bottle of Irish Mist liquer for my Dad - his words - and recommeded it mixed with Baileys. Luckily, my Dad doesn't drink and wouldn't care for this bottle much so that's my drink sorted for the Friday night party anyway! Savage.

party

so we had a crimbo party at the wkend, actually sorry we had a CHRISTMAS party i actually hate the word crimbo and xmas its friggin' christmas people!! no body seems to abrieviate halloween or easter (x-ween x-ter i don't think so)

anyway we had our party and i awoke to find not one, not two, i lost count after the third one, bruises on my leg, arm, body, pretty much everywhere except the face, (thank god, i'm far too pretty) anyway from what i do remember it was pretty schweet! everyone there looked like they were having a good time (through the drunken blur that is)

anyway it was good although i could of been talking to the lads about anything really, "my heavy period" "my last orgasm" anyway there still talking to me so i don't think it was that horrible. i probably put my usually comedy spin on the whole thing (?) maybe... well... i dunno.

The house was so smelly the next day thank god for the cleaning pixies ie K, thank you !!

Speaking of christmas parties i have my work party this thursday eeepp. first social outing with them!!
Two bosses - one doesn't listen and the other thinks he's the funniest thing to come out of his desk since the invention of the paper clip?? anyway i hope to leave after the dinner (indian, that won't pretty the next morn) because i have YET another party on fri wit me bezzie mates. result.

HAPPY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE!!!

Monday, December 17, 2007

really, T.

I would like to take this opportunity to distance myself from T's pants/pance ramblings. She's not altogether well I reckon. K.

Friday, December 14, 2007

pants and pance

Pants - your underwear ie knickers, under pance (t'underpance if your from north of england)

Pance - your ACTUAL pance the ones you wear over your panTS!

doh

sorry BF

i stole the name but hohpefully when i tell you about this you'll post blogs with me, x.
 
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