I had...

a very vivid but strange and gross dream last night

I was on a subway of sorts with my sister... when a bunch of lads piled on and dropped their friend in the seat next to me. He was extremely drunk and not at all in a good state... I was really agitated as there was a fare collector that made my sister and I pay 19£ for a one way journey... citing some stupid reason that I couldn't get my head around... then before you know it the horrible man next to me was sick all over me... pretty vivid and disgusting... what in god's name does that mean?

on a brighter note... happiness is:

finding out you've got 3 more day of holiday on top of the 7 days I'm taking off at xmas!
coming home to an uber clean flat (thank you lovely cleaning lady!)
owning fab orange boots purchased in NYC
being booked in to fall into a vat of gin with the lovely dearbhla
not getting schmucked by a taxi (which I so nearly did on my way home last night)

this morning...

on my way into work I cycled past hotel near to UCL and saw a man entering a black cab wearing only a towel wrapped around his waist... he was also wearing blue socks and a fleece jumper...? So i'm thinking... that I can't even begin to come up with a story that could explain what I saw... do you think the bird he was with just up and left taking all his clothes with her? Hmm?

then as I cycled through Hyde park I was getting rather warm as it's quite mild here today... so I un buttoned my ever so chic bright yellow rain coat and then unzipped my blue jumper a tiny bit... then this middle age Scottish man shouted at me as I rode by something to the likes of 'cover your chest up lass!'

If I didn't know better I would think it was nearing a full moon

busy busy busy

weekend... but was good fun!

went to the nice organic pub in angel. The food was nothing spectacular but the wine was nice and the company really pleasant. Miss W's da and Margaret were lovely!

Sunday morning we all shuffled off to the Tate Modern and it was really something to see! I've got some nice pictures that I took on the camera built into my phone... think they are cooler than the ones on the Tate site.. Guess because they're more grainy. I wonder if I could convince santa claus to buy me a new digital camera for xmas? Ha I'm such a brat!

Catching up with a bunch of people this week I can't wait! Looks like Hon is going to be getting married! Very exciting news for him... Micha is off on her 6 month adventure starting in Thailand soon... and miss D is working like a trooper drowning- not waving... poor thing... but in her sound words she says 'lets meet up, I need to fall into a vat of gin' she's so funny!

Went to the gym at lunch today... was strange to come back to work afterwards... my poor brain was all confused as it only ever associates gym time with it being almost time to go home.

28 days till I fly home!!!!!!!!!