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Thursday 8.5.03 | Oh goodness, it's that time again - no, is not that am on the rag (am actually feeling slightly post-m at the moment - is this normal? Actually, talking about this and going off on a massive tangent (will get to point of what was going to say eventually, promise, promise) - I was reading the instruction-caution-don't use-this-if-the-sum-of-your-exes-shoe-sizes-multiplied-by-your-Body-Mass-Index-exceeds-4.5637-apart-from-if-on-calcuim-supplements-leaflet-thing of some cream I bought to sort my skin out, and from the German I understood that I should avoid using the stuff if I get pregnant -unlikely, let's hope- and duing my 'lactation period.' Asked Claire if I actually have one of these given that I get PM and from the furious giggling that made up her answer I guess it might have been a dumb question) - but anyway that's another story - yes indeed, it's that time again where I am gearing up for people to descend on me, namely Tom and Anna. Very drunken and indulgent weekend therefore in the works, the effect of which will be that I will probably not be updating here very much until Monday, or after that if it takes longer for my hangover to clear. Ooh, but before I go, had very nice email from Rachel asking about a possible comments-bit for this site. My answer to this was a provisional no, mainly because I don't think that many people would use it that much (apart from bloody Kath who would probably overload it - love you darlin'! x) but also that I am far too lazy to learn how to code it and then actually do it. However, it is something I shall bear in mind (and not in ming as I have just written) - if you do feel like dropping me a line about it and telling me I shall bear it in mind all the more. So to speak. More soon. Monday 12.5.03 WELL, I did warn you it might be a few days, and what a few days it has been. So Tom arrived late Thursday night and we managed to persuade a nice restaurant to sell us a bottle of wine to take away (goodness me we must have looked like boozers) – we then proceeded to sit drinking it until 2am, gassing and catching up, which was chilled and lovely. Friday was slightly more active, so to speak, with a whacking great walk around Berlin and Will’s arrival in the company of four girls in the afternoon. Went for a drink with them and generally tried not to get too trashed as was saving self for Saturday night, perhaps understandably. So Saturday was a pottering day, wandered, talked, caught up, drank coffees, generally enjoyed Berlin and did very little, that is, until Anna arrived from Cologne, at which point everything started. As one rightly should when one is celebrating one’s 21st birthday (yippee!! I’m getting old and saggy) Anna, Tom, Matt and I went out on el grande piss, and got, well, yes, grande pissed in a fab bar I’ve been to before and a club called Schwutz (perhaps I should explain to the non-Hun amongst you that this is a combination of the words for gay and dirty in German) at which we got very trashed on wine, much tequila and some other strange drink which kept being thrust into my hands. Got home at 4 with Anna, at which point I pondered cracking open the champagne Tom had bought me for said birthday, and passed out before I reached a decision. So it was a fab night. Sunday morning was, perhaps predictably, quite grim, but we all met up and went for a vast brunch before I ferried Tom to the airport, and Anna and I went to chill for a coffee and catch up with all the gossip-we-felt-bad-talking-about-with-others-around-as-it-would-have-been-utterly-irrelevant-to-everyone-apart-from-the-two-old-grannies-that-we-are. Tom left Sunday evening, and then Anna today, having been to see Checkpoint Charlie with moi. So I am 21. I don’t feel older, or look it particularly (actually, having just dyed my hair back brown, I think I look positively young, darlings) but I am sure that the joints will start creaking and and morning-afters will start getting worse before I know it. But fuck that for now – had fab weekend, busy week ahead including major pissup with SOCRATES people. More tomorrow, perhaps Wednesday. | |||||||||
