Been spending the past few weeks just flitting about. Not that I hate it, but it got to a point where I became extremely agitated with myself. Me time. I need me time.
So. To make up for it, I spent the weekend vegetating - watching Southpark, Alfie and Pride and Prejudice amongst many. Ok, no connection between Southpark and the other two I know.
I need another rambling weekend. That was three weeks ago and the last time we did, I ended up drunk in mid afternoon and stumbled home frantically trying to sober up because I had to finish the final Harry Potter installment. We had a very own brunch over at Princess B’s. Two hundred bucks worth of strawberries, bacon, sausages, beans, eggs, bread, baked mushrooms, crackers, two bottles of heavy duty sparkling wine, champagne, cheese and 100% French pretension. I think it's the cheese. Or the strawberries. Possibly both.
Karma Sutra was thrown in free of charge courtesy of Stallion’s gift to me. There was a vase of pretty flowers, cigarettes and free flow of (rolls eyes on reader's behalf) intimate girly conversations.
Another session due. My weekend respite girlfriends, is like SOOOO Over!
I'm tired all over again just by typing this out.
