Dead on My Feet

When you're constantly falling asleep on public transport you know you're overstretched. The tube going home and the bus going to work. And it was a proper doze. Not one of those head bouncing moments. I am SO tired. But i'll keep hammering on until next Saturday when i fly out to South Africa on my hodlidays. At least then i won't be so bloody tired.

About this pimps and hoe's party. It all seems to be getting quite hyped up. Like, by quite i mean i'm thinking "OH MY FUCKING LORD JESUS CHRIST" and by hyped i mean a friend of mine overheard two boys (explicityly discribed as boys) talking about it on the bus. A public bus. And she didn't know them from jack. The story is quite funny really.

One was talking about the party and the other asked; "whose having it?" "That lesbian girl" replied the first. "Whats her name" "Dunno, she's proper lesbian though." Then my friend turned around to face them and said to the first "She has a name, you know. It's rude to just call her 'the lesbian girl'" he then replied "yeh, but she's proper proud of being a lesbian." My friend, i think, probably laughed at this ridiculous comment, and then asked "how is she proud of being a lesbian?" to which he replied "one of my friends spoke to her and she introduced the girl standing next to her as her girlfriend." My friend then laughed even more, probably gave him a dirty look and said "well obviously she did that, thats just being polite and having good manners!" Then she accused him of being "ignorant and narrow minded" and she then said he "got angry." He probably got angry because he knew he was, as Mother Dearest would put it "WELL wrong!"

My mind is in crowd control mode. I would absolutely love for only 20 people to turn up but i know that will not happen. So i have to plan for every eventuality. I have my large boobies and amazing powers of diplomacy so combined i should have no problems. I just need the muscle behind me. ie. for my male friends to stay relitivly sober and to stand behind me whilst i issue my orders. And for someone to guard the door. Which no-one but me is to open.

Obviously, i am staying sober until everyone has left and we have cleared the mess up. Sober includes smoking a tiny bit of weed though. I'll need something to calm my nerves.