Finally, I got a call about getting me new bed delivered WOOP, a sexy party will be in order, open. invitation!
Then I'm going into the West End with Greig "I wish I wasn't so gay" and I think we're gonna go to Ketchup then some cocktails and theeeen shopping because I need something for my leaving night that doesnt make me look like a fat bitch. I don't know why I dislike my body so much, Ive been loosing weight yet I still feel, crap. I'm meant to be buying a bikini....something Ive never worn in public, not that i will, but its for barcelona. Nothing worse than fat pasty brits on the beach ICK. I dont think we'll end up on the beach because its more of a sight seeing thing and drinking!
In other news I dont know if i mentioned the Rob Ryan stuff I ordered, it got delivered and I got a nice card from him, made me smile I also found out about Jeff Koons doing an exhibition in london. I really want to go, but the only way I can go is on my own....and london can be kinda scary as much as i've been I always get disorientated. I was thinking of just getting the train down, going to the gallery and also jumping to the tate modern for a look about then getting the train back up. If i get the guts, which I should have because I'm only going to get to see this stuff if i fly solo. My brother calls me Maverick, but I have no wingman
I also had to go to the doctors on yesterday because I was in so much pain, my feet have been gradually getting worse. I've got some condition and a few other things wrong with my arches, so I've got to get comfotrable shoes. Meh, I don't think i can ever give up wearing heels.
it is pretty awesome isn't it 
