And I had a house party and people threw up in my toilet.
So that was fun. To be fair one of them had done 5 shots of Jack Daniels and the other was drinking jungle juice straight from the punch bowl… No wonder they threw up.
Luckily I didn’t have to clear it up but it did mean that the bathroom stank of booze fuelled vomit.
It was a decent night but I was so fucking stressed all the time! It’s true about what people say about never enjoying your own party. There were good points. Such as when the chicken nuggets were cooked… And when the pizza was handed out…
But everyone seemed to have a good time and that’s all I really wanted so I was happy.
Okay I have a more interesting post coming next time I write so that should be good.
And it’s about something sad like you feel depressed or lonely, it’s not because I like the fact that you are suffering it’s because I want you to know that someone read your words and is there for you. It is a supportive gesture 🙂
Are you even on my level of awesomeness like seriously dude I have freaking unicorn pyjama bottoms!!!!!!!!!!
So this morning I got up at 5:30 (YES ON A SATURDAY YES IT WAS LIKE HELL) to go help my Dad at the car boot sale but late last night I was invited to go out with a few friends for a birthday lunch at Pizza Express and shopping afterwards and I had an absolute ball even though I was tired as fuck (wtf does that even mean… I’m really tired DON’T JUDGE ME!!!) I bought these unicorn pyjama bottoms after my friend Gabi showed me them in Strasbourg and I really needed some (YES NEEDED NOT WANTED!!!)
We went to Starbucks and marvelled at the fact that the barista spelt our names correctly and gossiped and bitched and compared items.
This was Lily’s cake and y’all should go follow her on twitter because tomorrow is her birthday and that would be cool!!!
So I think I’ll do a haul post tomorrow with pictures of the things I bought and where from and stuff like that so look forward to (or don’t) to that.
Right today’s post is going to be slightly random. I didn’t know what to write about and then suddenly I had a million ideas buzzing around my head! So I’m just going to let my mind wander and so you will probably end up with a string of random, completely unrelated thoughts and happenings! Just warning you in advance.
Okay first and foremost… THE RANDOM FLASHING DORMOUSE! Okay, allow me to explain. This came from performing at the theatre. The other day I was there and we were all dressed in our animal costumes and there is one girl who is called Devon and she’s only 6. Our costumes have had LED lights sewn into them and the battery packs are at the back and we have to turn them on ourselves. If you put the switch halfway across the lights flash and it looks like you’re having a rave in an animal costume! Anyway we were all on stage and we did this dance and then it goes to a blackout and we switch our lights off. Only Devon couldn’t get the switch across and in the middle of a pitch black theatre there was one random flashing dormouse!
Right, secondly, the flea circus. The director of the show is called Tony Lidington and is quite awesome (he has a moustache that flicks out at the ends!). Yesterday he told us that his contract had expired and was going back down to Devon until after Christmas. When we asked why he was leaving he said “Well my contract has expired and I need to get back to my flea circus,” me being the naive person I am asked what a flea circus was. I was told that it was a miniature circus that had performing fleas. I was like “Stop messing with me! Seriously, what’s a flea circus?”. I was again told that it was where fleas did tricks and stuff and that if I didn’t believe them to google it. Well today in history instead of reading about Franz Ferdinand I searched ‘flea circus’ and guess what?! Much to my amazement it is a circus that uses fleas!!! They harness them with thin gold wire and make them do tricks! Nowadays they mostly use electronics and remote-controlled stuff but there are still some genuine flea circuses! Can you believe that? FLEAS DOING TRICKS… IN A CIRCUS!
Finally, the flour cake game. If you have never played this game you must have had a very deprived childhood! Basically it’s a cake made out of flour with a sweet on the top (the best things to do it with are fried eggs or chocolate buttons) and you chop bits of the flour away with a knife and when the sweet falls from the top of the ‘cake’ the person who made the last chop has to stick their face in the flour and retrieve the sweet, no hands allowed!
Okay that wasn’t too random, me thinks. There is loads more I could say but this post is long enough so I am going to leave you pondering the concept of a cake made out of flour and picturing a flashing dormouse (not in THAT way!) and thinking about fleas so I can go and make myself something to eat!
Farvel! (that’s Danish for goodbye!)
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