Of Bollox!

SOME B.O.B. (BOOBS OF BEX) TO TITTILATE THE SENSES!

Yes that is the title word for the last few days. Bollox. There are a few more too but they would turn this page into an adult site. Friday was excellent - soda, fluff, feathers; couldn't fault it. However after bein abandoned in the club wednesday, the talks from thursday that made me more than uncomfortable and saturdays dibalacle of a day left me with moral dilemmas and little strength to actually go out on the night I'd booked off for Oli's birthday. Actually stood at the bus stop before changing my mind and heading back in feelin flatter than Robin Cookes pace maker (so rry is it still too soon?). Que timely arrival of Katie with chocolate ice cream and vanilla donuts for a disney night and long winded laughs and reminicing. Sunday was another poo day to follow feelin guilty having not gone out only to be dragged out returning Charlies keys and forced to drink pints with Martini, Dom, Bex, NeeNee and Dean. 8am monday start wasn't too hot as you can imagine, nor was the 9:30-1am shift that followed straight after at the club. Found out Richard (Dicky) was taken ill with his Chromers and kept in for observation where he remains at the hospital tonight for camera in the guts thingy. Managed to buck him up with well placed tweety pie inflatables and car bumper signs so gonna grab an early night for tommorrow - with his parents bein away me and Dan are takin turns babysittin him around work. This while the other staff from the club text us on how smashed they are on the trip to blackpool. ROLL ON SFT05 ptII!!! I need to party hardy out of stokey! :'(
Not makin coherent sense now due to lack of sleep, bein pi55ed off at children and coffee comedown.

Lots of luv n sh1t,

Wings xXx