Been away

I have been absent from the blogosphere for some time after a series of wild weekends, a pickpocketing incident and a lot of hangovers. I'm recovering from one now actually. I read something recently about why people drink again after feeling so bad the next morning. Surely we should know that we are going to regret it? I threw up very inelegantly this afternoon (this was assisted, I felt very poorly and it seemed the quickest way of getting the poison out of my system) but it sort of took me by surprise and I accidentally bit on my tongue really hard. This was a very, very bad idea and I suspect my tongue will be sore for a long time. Right now I'm vowing to avoid booze for a long time but with Christmas coming...

last weekend was a big bender in London with a pair of my gay.friends. Being a non-single lady but loving to dance and generally be the centre of attention without random people trying to stick their tongues down my throat, a night out with the gays seemed like a fantastic plan. It was great although I've never seen so many men kissing other men. We went to Heaven which was really good fun. It was not there I was pickpocketed, despite the fact that I had my wallet protruding visibly from my skirt. No, that happened within 15 minutes of arriving at Camden Market the following day. Did lead to a strange weekend though, cos I was so upset (almost considered taking the police up on their offer of victim support) that the boys said they would lend me as much money as I needed. A foolish thing to say to a girl on a rare visit to London shopping, it was like having two very trendy, very young sugar daddies. Unfortunately, I do have to pay the money back...