The endless weekend

Last night was an absolute doosie. To celebrate the beginning of my endless weekend there were drinks, great friends, ring-ins, laughs, raggamuffin, more drinks, hugs, kisses, megaphones, sneaky cigarettes, more drinks and so on and so on and so on. There was a jaw-dropping discussion on the human centipede, some enthusiastic dancing to white-man-blues and, in a last minute decision to pull over the cab on the way home, a fleeting appearance at Casablanca's karaoke. The unihibited version of Like A Prayer brought down the house no less. There may even be some footage of this. Deary, deary me.

In other news, I think I may have said all my goodbyes at work yesterday (to 60 odd people) with a delightful little snotball on my nostril. Unforgettable.