sarah_orange | come on baby let me know.

anyway a proper update now.

spent a goodly amount of time over the past 2 days trying to get through to the royal mail depot at sheepscar to organise the redelivery of my new phone. failed miserably. am quite flabaghasted at the amount of effort require to achieve exactly nothing. have given up now and resigned myself to having to get up early on saturday with my friday flock hangover and get a taxi over there before 10am. Grrrrrrrrreeeeeeeaaaaaaat! as tony the tiger would say... the cunt.

was suffering from 'beendoingtoomuchitis' last night and decided to fuck off every single one of the 378 conflicting things I had to do outside of the house. finally got a chance to make a dent on the post party cleaning and have now at least remopped the kitchen floor so that my socks don't stick to it. did most of the washing up too (apart from alex's baking tray but I figure I have till wendyhouse to do that - go lazy orange!) just got to do something, anything, to the persian rug to remove the beer smell.

its winter now so I dug out my pressure cooker and did a stew/cassolet type thing with beef AND lamb and 2 types of bean. should have used passata rather than tinned tomatoes but was too lazy to leave the house. it seemed to work relatively ok - I have to remember not to get taken in by the idea of lean stewing steak in the future though - its too dry and textureless for a decent stew - shin beef is required.

red, ian and bug came round to join me in my exhaustion. bug was not as wankered as we'd hoped given she'd been drinking all day. stew was consumed. no one died. I was relieved. ian proceeded to drink the leftover party booze. oops. lager, bitter, cider, vodka and wine later he was quite spannered methinks. watched no cure for cancer - I do love the asshole song... angry funny is the best funny. finally gave up and went to bed at 1ish. feel suprisingly chipper today considering.