Its My Party

Hello bitches!

I am back after yesterdays somewaht dazed and confused day in bed. I was realy sick after all that booze and can say that I know the u-bend extremely well. Still its all my own fucking fault, as my father keeps telling me. He has been dead tetchy since mom got sent down. I told him to have a wank and he will feel less stressed but no. Still Aunty Jean has been dead suportive and keeps coming over to cook our teas. She is a grate aunty. No, not my grate aunty, she is just dead fab.

I wish I could tell you something interesting but its basically been a quiet day as I slept for most of the morning into the afternoon. Thank god for Sky Plus, as its recorded all the morning telly I love. Dont know about you lot but every time I go chanel hopping I end up looking at QVC and its only supposed to be for a few seconds. 50 minutes later and I am still watching some bint having some dead sea shark moistariser applied to her ever-smiling face. What is it about that chanel? Jay says its sublim-anal advertising. Spooky!

Shelly emailed me some pics of our night out on Tuesday. Thought you mite like to see em. I still dont remember anything! What will I tell my grandchildren? Fuck knows, I guess I will just say I had a nice night out with me mates, which isnt far from the truth. Still dont know why my foo foo is itching like fuck though. God knows who has sampled my ladygarden of delights. Hope you enjoyed yourself whoever you are. I kind of empathise with Madonna's 'Beautiful Stranger' at times like this. "Havent we met, your some kind of beautiful stranger, you could be good for me, Ive had a taste for the danger"

Still, on another note we get our first visiting order for mom next week. Dad says I can go first to apoligise for getting her sent down. Its not my fault but I guess I will show willing. Just hope she doesnt come back with a K D Lang haircut and waring dungarees all the time. Prison can turn a woman, so I have herd.

That last pic is actualy of me with some bloke in DV8 acording to Shelly. Maybe he was the one who visited my tradesmens entrance. If anyone knows him can you ask him to email me. I think he is a bit of dish. What do you reckon Emma?

Laters x