Oh Christ

I'm still drunk from last night. What the fuck. Stayed in nat's apartment in Wandsworth, got up at half 9 but it was really half 8 cuz of the clocks went back and shit. Only home now at 09:52, according to my Slaptop. Shadow needed to take a huge piss. For some reason I imagined her being Mexican, and I thought I'd call her Sanchez if she was. Yeah.
It was a good night. Me and Will went to The Griffin, the strip club we were at at Ed's stag do. It was pretty good, the girls were amazingly good looking. I wanted to get a private dance for the laugh and for a boner but Will said it wasn't worth it. We went toPutney then to meet up with Nats. We waited in the queue for this club for fucking ages. I tried to chat up this girl behind us, and I think it was going ok but then we lost her when we went inside. It would have been a laugh, she was mad pretty.
And anyways, I think Lucy is coming over today and we're gonna watch DVDs and shit. It'll be pretty good.

I have to read Jane the fuck Eyre before tomorrow. I'm being a shit and just not bothering. And then I have to read A Moveable Feast by Hemingway before Wednesday. Gah.
But yeah.