Day nearly over, thank the fucking Lord!
Eaten crisps, gone shopping in Habitat, made umpteen cups of tea (various) coffee and hot chocolate, gave colleague advice on manicures, chatted about BBB's dodgy communication style to male PA whilst microwave lunch was cooking, watched stuff on 4od catch-up (about disabled kids), listened a bit to Gaydarradio and updated my facebook profiles...
All in all a very productive day, but now I am BORED!
No email or text from the Blue Blooded Boy, what a big surprise... maybe he has been spontaneously cured by his party, or it has driven him over the edge and he is now on a drip in hospital. Who cares?
