Pre-birthday good times

Dear Diary,

Damn, what an absolutely fan-fucking-tastic day I've had. It's the day before my brithday, I'd had the best birthday-eve yet, and on top of that, something is happening tomorrow that I have absolutely NO idea about.

Went to town during the day after an impromptu call from Marie and Susie - inviting me for a film and a Nando's. After a fair amount of bickering, I was forced - I mean, chose - to go see "Dorian Grey" - which actually turned out to be pretty amazing. Aside from all the slightly uncomfortable sex scenes, that is. I found it to be a profoundly beautiful and terrifying story about the danger of vanity and living without consequences, Marie found it a good excuse to perv at a Victorian boy for 2 hours. To be fair, Ben Barnes was pretty gorgeous. And Colin Firth as a reckless, shallow, selfish, leading-astray bad-ass - HELL YES. I have further revised my opinion of the man and his ability to play anything but a bumbling/stuck up English gent/Mr. Darcy spin-off. What a pleasant surprise that was. Well worth a look.


Got dropped home in the afternoon to prepare for tomorrow. I've been prepared for weeks by Joe, for yet another surprise, and truth be told, I am absolutely DYING to know what it is. It is KILLING me. Here are the clues that have been slowly (and subtly) filtered to me thus far:

I must bring:

1 smart outfit, one casual
Comfy shoes
A camera
A suitcase
Hat scarf and gloves
Sunglasses
A tenner

I've been told that:

It will be cold
There will be a fair bit of walking involved
The camera is essential

Do you SEE what I'm up against??! And I've known this information for AGES and have NO idea what's going to happen! First, I think it's ski-ing, which would explain the cold apparel teamed with sunnies. But neither of us can ski. Then I think we're climbing a mountain or hill, but he assures me we're not. And I end up twisting it round and round until I haven't a clue who I am or where I'm from anymore (exaggeration, maybe......)
Well, I'm all packed, guess I'll find out tomorrow.......

In the meantime, I spent a brilliant evening with Mum, Dad, Shaun and Auntie, munching a birthday Chinese and generally drinking a lot of wine and having a whale of a time. Opened a few birthday gifts too, as I'll be alone tomorrow morning, and not seeing anyone till Sunday. Rather fantastically, I got a Paul Smith overnight bag from Grandma (no more carrying a tattered New Look bag to Joe's every Friday!) with £70 tucked in the side pocket, £100 off Mum and Dad, and £30 inside cards from various relatives. Naturally, I'm over the moon, as that's a good chunk of my Sign Language classes paid off now (Level 2 is shockingly expensive). Hurray!!!

Right, I'm off to bed. Although how I'll sleep tonight is BEYOND me........

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Current Mood: damned excited
Current Music: "Happy birthday, Mr. President" - ok, totally joking. I'm actually sat in mediative silence.