SPANK! I was working the door for a party called Black Rabbit on Sunday and Monday.. as in “If youre names not down u aint comin in” kinda door and it was EPIC. met some lovely lovely people and heard some amazxing tunes, only prob being I was stuck out by the door with my little table and chair and clipboard while all outr mates were avin it in the club on the outside terrace dancefloor!! It was hard not to get itchy dancing feet but my man was there to lend a bit of muscle should things of gotten out of hand, (and they nearly did once or twice) made the most out of enjoying a fag with a glass of rose and coffee, because i knew i was close to the end of that.
Finally clocked off at about 11ish but was waaayyy too knackered to party. Home for joint and bed please
Speaking of which…….
Dear Marlborough Lights, Our toxic love affair has gone on for too long. Its not you, its me, I need to change and I cant do this while you are still in my life. You cost me way too much money and I gain nothing in return, thanks for the social lubricancy, but ive had enough of the coughing and the smell. all the best, Zoe
I’ve eaten my bodyweight in nuts and cupcakes, so I am going to walk 2 and a half miles to see my lovely Jazabel to go to a Santigold gig
I filled out all my NHS ‘smoke free’ pamphlets- i can honestly say they are helping. Lets just hope i dont get smashed tonight and succumb. I want to buy myself nice holidays and clothes and save up for a villa in ibiza, not sytematically destroy myself while paying thru the nose for the privilige!
I also made for my man potato dalphinoise with chicken breast wrapped in bacon and honey stir fried asapragus. fuck yeah. I also made a cherry tomato, chorizo and haloumi puff pastry tarte served with fresh italian salad. Nigella I am ONTO you. Gonna crack on with the red velvet cupcakes next. Next stop…… Perfect Housewifedom (just have to remember to put my clothes BACK when I’m done wearing them instead of on the ‘pile’ my my side of the bed.)
Ciao Xx