Can get fucking fucked. I've been busy as a beanie baby over the last few days trying to finish my portfolios. So much work to do, and I have to include drafts of all the work but they don't even get marked. FFS.
I went out drinkin' on Saturday for Tom's birthday and I'm still hungover. I didn't get that drunk, I don't know how it happened. I'm fucking wrecked, and I didn't get any sleep last night at all. Now I have more work to do and I just want to sleeeeeep. I cannot wait for Wednesday when I'm home free.
I'm going to a place called On Anon in London on Thursday night, because Lucy works there. She doesn't know I'm coming. I haven't seen her since before Christmas, and I'm gonna tell her the truth. That I really like her, that I haven't ever liked anyone as much as I like her. I have absolutely no idea what she is going to say, but the way my luck with women has been going it probably won't turn out very well. Still, I have to take the chance because I'll kick myself forever if I don't.
Holy fucking tits I'm scared.
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Just kicking and screaming.
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