Well, I went to a very bizarre house party last night. It was my friend's housemate's 21st, so there was the obligatory alcohol, shiny decorations and me coveting lots of other girls' shoes. There was also a penis shaped cake, a bloke who decided to show us his nine inch (apparently) cock (that I shamefully pulled. The owner of the penis; not the penis itself, thankfully), and people blowing up condoms. You really would have thought that what with being 22, I would attend parties full of insightful conversation, intellectual debates and committed couples. I am starting to think that day will never come. Pictures may follow shortly.
In other news, I have a pretty bad cold and am now losing my voice. I have always found losing my voice kind of exciting. Being loud and bossy isn't exciting all the time, you know!
I am going to see Jason Manford (northern comedian; panelist on 8 Out of 10 Cats) with my mom tomorrow night at The Alexandra Theatre in Birmingham. Weirdly, that theatre used to be owned by one of my relatives some time in the last century. Pretty cool!
On losing my voice.
Sunday 29 November 2009
Posted by Acidfairyy at 18:27
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