the anatomy of kisses and the future of lies

i've just got in from work & am unfortunately awake thanks to guzzling about a litre of diet coke in sheer boredom. i literally served maybe 15 people tops, for 2 hours we had no customers. i mainly spent the night cleaning everything minus the ceiling & listening to interpol's antics on repeat, which was quite sweet really. also c'mere is still just one of my favourite songs ever ever ever!!!
last night was a lot of fun, but you know me i'm all about the fun/being ridiculous. a new pattern that keeps emerging involves me thinking tequila shots are a good idea, in future if you see me ordering tequila probably stop me from drinking any more because it's likely that a) i'm beyond hammered & b) tequila is VILE. i fell over so much i think i've seriously hurt my foot, standing up for 7 hours straight at work was a killer. really in need of a foot massage, any takers?!
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oops! apparently other themes of the night other than tequila/vodka & spending a good deal of time on the floor were my bra being out 90% of the time, stealing drinks & hugging EVERYONE.

in other news, we finally found a house for next year!! it's lovely & all the rooms are huge so i will no longer be sleeping in what is basically a CUPBOARD. it involves walking up 0 hills, is near to town & probably most importantly the outside is BRIGHT ORANGE!! oh & there's a small basement storage type room that will almost definitely be our sex dungeon, we've already thought of the possible title of sex bin for the overall house. beautiful. cannot WAIT to live with my 4 besties! <333

right i'm off to begin reading chuck palahnuik's haunted (probably a bad idea) & maybe (please?!?!!!) sleep. later!