noirin

apologies to my CLAREY for my general shitness re: oxford, the going to. basically trains are busted and i'm just not that good at ice-skating. i'm sorry my sweet. i will make it up to you when the weather has sorted its bloody idiot self out. thankyou.

local updates: went to the company christmas do [yes yes interesting interpretation of christmas i do realise] tragically deprived of your presence and got mildly drunken. we were given lord of the rings top trump cards to obtain alcohol with and we could gamble with them against other people in violent aggressive matches of top trumps. quite. at said party got harrassed by that lovely guy at tcr who grabbed my butt painfully repeatedly despite my physically threatening him and tried to full on kiss me twice. i shall certainly be holding that against him [drunkness is NOT AN EXCUSE! not for him anyway]

apres ca i went back to mark's where we both had really weird dreams and felt like we hadn't slept at all yet we kept waking up. my main dream was based on the house in this crap film i watched called little ghost but it was about A CASTLE with lots of hidden passageways so it made for a better dream than it did a film. mark's dog tigga went in the snow and subsequently trod all over me, probably in vengeance for me removing a slipper from his mouth earlier. grr.

had a lovely [albeit sleepy!] day of twin peaks and apple pie! mmm perfect.

hope you're keeping well and the snow doesn't piss you off as much as it does me! xxx