:-(

I am just not feeling myself these day. I am not sure if it's because of the operation or what.

I spent all week totally looking forward to Lvpl St David's birthday party at the Lincoln Lounge followed by clubbing (Fiction at the Cross.)

And it was dead fun at the Lounge. David's parties are always like happy reunions. People I haven't seen in months (or even since David's previous birthday) come out of the woodwork and it always makes for a super-fun night.


But I got dizzy and tired and went home (although not alone so it wasn't a total waste of a night) while the guys all went to Fiction. I just really couldn't face it. I was trying to force myself to want to go.

Saturday night Alisdair was having another party. Theme: Hats. His flat is above TCR station and it's a good space for a party and I wore a a black "Alexis" type hat. There were some good ones there, including home made hats. I went to a charity shop for mine.

The party was good but I wasn't getting into it. I managed one drink the whole night, a strong vodka cranberry. I smoked a few spliffs if they came my way. The people I knew were all on pills, but I wasn't so I wasn't really clicking with them. The boyz never showed up either. I didn't feel like talking to strangers, which almost defeats the purpose of being at a party. My hip hurt and I was wearing tall chunky heels so I couldn't dance.

I'm just being an all-round grump.

I left the party shortly after 2am and when I got on the night bus I got a text from Khalid saying they'd arrived. How annoying.