You'll never turn the vinegar to jam

Yay! one bottle of red wine, a couple of cans of cider, strictly ballroom and cabaret later and I have no discernable roots and red hair again!
thank you to the lovely redfetishfreak for getting busy with the bleach and stuff.

too late to do any packing or owt tonight though. boo!

*sings cabaret songs*

Kissing the tortoise shell

Damn I hafth a thore tongue where I bit the end ofth ith yethturday.

I'm getting very jealous of all the people who have finished for the week now and are heading to Whitby tomorrow - I still have a day and a half of work to do and ALL my packing.

Going to pop in to taekwondo tonight to say hi and show them my bruises - well not all my bruises - I keep finding new ones - mostly on my left side. I have upper arm, hip and upper thigh to add to the left hand side collection. I also noticed, whilst putting on some moisturiser yesterday, that my right cheek is sore and slightly swollen from the mullering I recieved to the noggin region. Rock and Roll! At least I can move my index finger a little more today :)

twokan is stopping off at mine tonight on his epic journey to Whitby from Birmingham on a 125cc bike. He'll probably be at mine before I'm home. Ah well the garden is comfortable :) No doubt I shall intersperse washing, packing and clothes mending with watching crappy films with him.

I think I've peaked too soon on the excited front though. Work is *really* dragging!