Oh my goodness. I am about to go to my birthday party. I really, really hope that lots of people come. I hope that it is fun and that there are no hiccups. Ever since my 9th birthday party when only 8 people came, I've suffered a terrifying fear of a repeat. It is totally unjustified because ever since that party I have had fantastically large parties. Last year I didn't have one because I was 30 and didn't see much to celebrate in that. This year I feel much more comfortable with my age. Of course I am still trying to look 21 but I'm sure I'll get over that. I am going to have quite a few drinks tonight whilst also trying to remain a proper person. This may be too difficult a task. I must now leave and eat something to prepare for the alcohol abuse my liver is about to take. Pray for me.
I wanted to say that I also had a great day today with Langford. We road to Venice on our bikes, had breakfast at Cora's and I had my hair done and I did a 15 minute psychic reading which was a load of bollocks. I have to go now.
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