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&@é# computer keeps restarting itself every so often. El bitch.
Anyway. Have purchased food, snacks and booze. Have 1 litre of gin and 1.25 l of tonic. Wooo! Lessee, laundry's in the dryer, and including rearranging the living room, I think I've about an hour and a half of work to do. Right on shedule. Woo.
Also, a hearty "Fuck you, you fucking fuck!" to whoever thought it was a good idea to play Teenage Dirtbag over the music system in the supermarket, because guess who is now singing that in my head? The fucker. The lyrics don't even fit at all!
Edit: Also. Note to self: make sure to slice the lemons before drinking anything. This is supposed to be about drunk fun, not about cutting off your fingers.
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And also, eeeeeee! And *full body squee*
And how do I manage tpo type this good when I'm DRUNK?
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But Fleur has IMed me things that have just sent me into total squee.
Right. More alcohol.
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- drunk
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Hurry up and break his heart, Percy....
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Er, I mean. Please? *puppy dog eyes*
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