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Too skint for the pub, so am staying in and working on my Russian lessons. This week my student is learning how to say "I have" in Russian. Which is not as straightforward as it sounds...

Anyway, to make it all a bit more disco, loud music and joss sticks are being employed. I do feel just like saying sod it and getting plastered, but a) only saddoes drink on their own b) i'm not in a fantastic mood and that leads to c) THE EVILS OF DRUNK DIALLING! or drunk texting, which is nearly as bad. Last time I drunk texted I sent a snivelling miserable boo-hoo message to my luvly man and he sent such a sweet nice cheer up message back that I felt like just a prat for being drunken and snivelling over nowt.

This week I would probably send a GRR MEN ARE EVIL WHY DON'T YOU PHONE AND BEG ME TO COME BACK OVER IN MY LEOPARD-NIGHTIED LOVELINESS not that I'm not getting invited over, just that he is taking ages to confirm what dates are good and I am IMPATIENT and besides ANY DAY SHOULD BE GOOD BECAUSE IT'S ME.

Oooh ranty rant rant. see why I'm keeping my paws off the alcohol? Imagine all that but 10 times rantier and drunken and in a really loud voice.

Anyway, some fun stuff. I have to think about how to celebrate my birthday this year, haven't had a party for a bit. I fancy having an Easter Pagan Festival party with loads of fairy lights and drinking and debauchery and the Wicker Man on video. A kind of Keep Easter Heathen party.