Tell me why......

I DO like Mondays:

1) Double Bill of Corrie - usually with some gigantic secret being revealed or relevation being had
2) Regular night out with Marie in her local
3) If you ARE asked to work a pub shift - you can guarantee it will be DEAD. Sat on your arse reading the paper and serving one person every half hour? EASY money.

Sadly DIDN'T get to go out with Marie tonight - probably best, anyway. After all, don't REALLY want her finding out that I had sex in her brother's bed, (no matter how un-messy it was) and it's the kind of thing I would so let slip. Because I am a twat of the highest order. Not something I had to worry about anyway, due to being on in the Pub tonight. Which was almost completely empty, so naturally spent most of it thinking about Lee, and how to do my hair on Friday, when I next clap eyes on his lovely form. Hope my fecking spots have cleared up by then - they seem to have formed some sort of constellation next to my mouth...... which arrived AT LEAST three weeks ago, and still remains. Jesus!

Also found myself at my new lowest ebb possible. Having scoured his Facebook page, I discovered he was a fan of some band called "The Beep Seals." And for a minute, I geniunely considered downloading some of their songs. So I could appear knowledgeable about his favourite band, and have something in common. What on EARTH have I become??! I used to sneer at people like me who said things like that in "Sugar"! Fucking hell.

Had 2 pieces of good news today though - one, Alice is home and we're meeting up tomorrow for some SERI-arse Christmas shopping (10 days. 10 DAYS!!!! And I have nothing. MOTHERFUCKER!!!) and a big catch-up. And two - NorthWest playwrights called: they have my script, and all I need to do now is send a second copy and a cheque for £10. My play will be in the hands of trained script-readers. Who will be reading my script. And giving constructive critism. About my script. On how to make my script better. Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!

(Yes, pretentious as it sounds, I bloody LOVE saying the words "My script." What can you do?)

Ooh. Just been listening to these Beeping Seals in the background - they're actually not bad. Maybe I won't be such an almighty sell-out after all.......

Getting Christmas dress tomorrow! Have seen one on the Internet in Miss Selfridge that looks PERFECT. It literally looks like my idea of the perfect dress. It's black (naturally), low-cut (to show off my boobs), taken in at the waist (to accentuate it), flared out (to hide the bum), short enough to be sexy but long enough to be decent, and with lacy, wrist-length sleeves (to disguise the tops of my arms). Black. Lace. Sexy as hell in my opinion. Not to mention EVERY OTHER ASPECT of the dress adds up to perfection. Having said that, I can predict RIGHT now that the dress will only go up to a Size 14, or will fit me - but look dreadful in inexplicable ways and places. ALWAYS the way. Still, might as well hope and try. There's always New Look's Inspire range.....

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Current Mood: excited
Current Music: "Use your other head" - aforementioned Beep Seals. (Damn catchy)