Catch-Up

Sorry my blogging has been so lame. Work keeps distracting me; however, not with work but silly emails, rubber band fights, gossip (I love you Popbitch and Holy Moly for brightening my work life with your newsletters) and, er, more gossip. Occasionally the phone rings and I have to answer it.

I’ve also been drinking frequently and volumously (look mom, new word!) Mostly, with my work mates in various pubs around Soho. There was also a party in Elephant and Castle that had a FANTASTIC view of London: the wheel, the Oxo Tour, the BT Tower, St Paul’s, the Gherkin and Canary Wharf from the 15th floor of an ex-council flat. Gorgeous.

The party would have been great except there was only one CD that constituted party music so eventually it became redundant. The party ran out of steam. It was still enjoyable and David, Albert and I met some interesting people and ate a great deal of mini-samosas.

I’ve also eaten a lot of sushi in the past weeks. I am not sure

I met up with Luke on Tuesday. The bar we went to on Upper St in Angel was having 2-4-1 cocktails, like proper STRONG cocktails and after 4 I was pretty hammered. I had a lovely time. Luke’s still weird though. When I got home I spent an hour throwing a mouse for Miss Kitty to chase up and down the stairs while Kate, Mark and Jay got stoned on some nice, uber-fresh gear.

I’ve also made it to the gym a few times.

Tonight the drinking resumes!

Hurrah!