I want to be a tree...

A, because tree's don't get hangovers and b, because I am apparently a Rowan Tree. I'm not entirely sure why but thats what the email I got said and who am I to disbelieve an email...

Rowan Tree (Sensitivity) -- full of charm, cheerful, gifted without egoism, likes to draw attention, loves life, motion, unrest, and even complications, is both dependent and independent, good taste, artistic, passionate, emotional, good company, does not forgive.

Sounds about right.

Anyway. Last night.

Was verrrrrrrrrrrry drunk. Ended up in a chinese restaurant where I refused to eat anything except three bits of carrot and some cucumber. Not entirely sure why I went.

Got lots of pics. A few that I have no recollection of and a couple that I am gonna hide from!

The top pic is (from left to right) Gillian, Julie, Jo & me. Yes that is my leg. I do not know why it wanted to be in the picture. It has a habit of doing it though...

This one is Thomas (birthday boy) & me.



Next it is Spencer & me. Only met Spencer this week and for some reason I spent the night saying his name as "Spencerrrrrrrrrrrrrrr". No idea why but I did manage to explain it at the time. Also have only just noticed the huge tattoo on his arm. How on earth do you miss that? Must have been dark...

Now, while I am slightly tipsy at the time these pics were taken you will soon see that the tipsy stage was short lived.


Here I give you: Drunken Dancing!

I cannot remember the song we were dancing to but it must have been a good one as we were singing along aswell!

Lovely shot of my armpit there!

Haven't been out dancing with Jo in over a year but we still managed to strut our funky stuff as if it were yesterday.

Not overly fond of that pic. Jo's boobs are so huge that it makes me look as if I took mine off and left them at home.

Oki, that's it. No more pics. Well, for now anyway.

Would have uploaded the gratuitous body shot but I think Andrew would have killed me.

Going now to nurse my hangover with pizza.