oh,what a night it was!!I had to rush back from slave duty(work) have a quick shower, slap on some make up(too bright eye makeup judging by the snaps
) and dity up my eye brows. I didn't bother to shave my legs. I mean what would have been my chances of pulling and having someone see my legs?besides it was soo cold and we were told to wear bootsso mysocks came right up to my knees.
First, there were problems with buses and the tubes so i was an hour late. everyone was half way through their dinner and i just ordered lasagne seeing how i am slow eater. I was so frazzled that i just wanted a drink The first was a large glass of rose, then another one and then my food. Meanwhile,the bride-to-be was being asked to do all sorts of things including pinching good looking men on the bum.So she ran around pinching the waiters(one was good looking until he smiled.he needs a dentist fast!) and there was a really gorgeous man there, i think he was the manager. They were mostly Italian so rather dark, handsome and not too tall:p.
After the meal, where i deprived myself of dessert(having indulged in a double chocolate sundae the previous day) we all walked down to the pub where the trsipper was waiting. we'd all paid £10 for him to take off EVERYTHING. There w was one woman who first had a problem with going toa mostly gay bar and then she had issues about the stripper taking everything off.The rest of us had no problem so she was told to just close her eyes and geton with it. I mean her reasons were that "he might have hairy bits!!" for goodness sake, so what? besides don't these shave?
Anyway, he was very fit, i'd get mid 30s. An announcement was made for everyone to look towards the stage, the bride-to-be saton the chair on the stage and allthe fun began. I was slightly tipsy by then, having had a glass of champagne when we arrived at the bar. Oh, he did his stuff alright. he let the hen put her hand indie his undies and have a proper grope and she yelped delightedly, screaming"HE IS SO BIG!!".When he turned around in his gtring, i couldn't help but edge closer and spank his bottom a few times. I think everyone(men and women) was getting giddy with delight at this point).
Alas, it was over all too soon. I went over and hugged him(stripper),he smelled so good and i started kissing him(not on the mouth you naughty things ),telinghimhow good he smeeld and so on.myself and twoother girls started dancing and one very camp guy started to bother me. we bantered a bit, he was quite funny i must admit. soo it was time for me to go and things went pear-shaped when i got to hammersmith broadway. Sitting down was a bad idea after all that bopping around. someone came to ask me if i was ok, i nodded but then turned to the side and puked everything i had eaten and drunk that evening. so the lasagne,and three glasses of wine and chmpagne. I think it was because i hadn't drunk water. managed to get on the bus, fall asleep and woke up when the driver woke me up at the last stop. I wondered around lost, a friend called me and i sobbed into the phone saying how lost i was but i managed to get home looking at road signs and street names. got into bed with my bra on, i was never gonna get to work on time yesterday and i was a whole hour late. Oh well, i survived the day, but now i have caught some kind of bug.
I have a sore throat, have decided to give college a miss. will go shopping for something to wear to the wedding on wednesday instead. Also, the office just rang tio say i wont get paid for one client because i didn't complete all the paperwork even though the relevant papers were missing. I am a bit miffed but there are more important things like my health to worry about.
Great party though, i'llstick to apple juiceon wednesday