well it's safe to say i've felt gross all week especially when swanky put together lady office types order coffee from me with no makeup, greasy hair and a definite sense of 'i put this outfit on when i was half asleep at 5.30am in the dark' buuuuuuut no makeup is good. freeing. giving less of a shit about your general appearance always makes for more fun to be had.
near the end of week of hell. endless dishes. arsey customers. broken dishwasher then flooding floor (worst) then broken fridge. full tables, 1 waitress, 1 barista. sweet. oh & revelation to end all revelations (that i still don't remember. surely i'd remember? what the fuck man?!) nah it's probably not true. and if it is, jesus fucking christ keep me away from casked wine. YUCK!!!
still laughing.
wednesday ana and simone came round and we cooked for ana's 21st. fresh vegetable rice paper rolls! mixed herbs and veg! and summer strawberry sangria!
favourite pets.
ministry of sound 2005: the anthem. creepy drawings. 'i thought he was taller' 'i am this is a bad drawing.' meant to be. phone call any day now. so lewd. mystery bj. what the eff. cabana boys. new azn shuuuz. 50% off. mosquito bite on my ankle. turbans. frhigh day tomorrow. all nerds should swear.
it's ok, we have dip.
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