Marrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrgggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhh

Ho-hum, looks like i have to give club bohemia a miss tomorrow, as I cannae find a dancing partner :(. This is particularly sucky as I had already brought a few bits and bobs (including a ridiculously expensive Marilyn Monroe t-shirt) in an attempt to adhere to this months theme. It also sucks as it means I wont get to meet Hinako and admire her new pink dreadlocks :( oh well, maybe next month...

I could always try going by myself, I suppose, though, as Chloe quite correctly pointed out, wondering round London in the dead of night in a miniskirt with only a feather boa to defend myself with is probably not the most sensible idea in the world.

Mind you, since when was I ever that sensible?


Hmmmmmm.


Would anyone be willing to ring my mobile after a certain point in the evening to make sure im not lying in a puddle of my own blood in an alley somewhere? Comment if you can.


In other news, Seafood's site seems to have disapered from the internet. How very mysterious. *strokey chin, strokey chin*.


Lastly, does any one know how I can resurrect a mildly scratched cd? My eighties matchbox bline disaster album appears to be on the blink. Ta!


(ooh, and Carolynne: switch on your bloody mobile, woman! :D )