Work Dos Are Bad

We went straight from work to S A K ( decided it stood for Sucky Art Kak) on Greek Street for Zoe's birthday on Friday.

It was nice but pricey. It had a cool water feature and a 70s kitsch feel.

Unfortunately, there were a lot of people, and I felt overwhelmed by the noise and couldn't really talk to anyone for while. So instead I just drank...and drank.

I was pretty hammered. It was a double's bar and people kept offering to buy me drinks, I even turned some down! (I did buy a few myself, I'm not a total cheap bitch.)

Eventually it was 1am! I am not sure what happened! My plan to escape to Popstarz had failed. It was too late.

I ended up going to Bedrock at Metro on Oxford Street with one of the runners and one of the guys from bookings.

I didn't have any pockets so I gave the runner my cloak room tickets and money. Then we all danced. I kinda was naughty with the runner (again) oops. And the guy from bookings hinted that he was interested but I avoided the issue...

So the runner goes to the toilet and never comes back. With my cloak room tickets for my coat and purse. I had to beg and plead, then sign some release forms. I had a massive tantrum about it all, which peole are talking about now.

*sigh*

I had a horrible hangover all Saturday.

I crawled to David and Albert's to watch Madonna Mania on ITV1 Saturday night. This was Z list celebrities (ie. Corrie and Emmerdale actresses) doing Madonna Covers. It was truly awful. Liberty X and Katherine Jenkins were the only descent people to perform. And bloody ex-footballer Ian Wright was the host-WTF?