A planned and flying visit from a lovely lesbian lawyer [mmmm alliteration] has left me with an unusual spot in my calendar and, dare I say it, social diary – which as we know is always terribly, ah, full. I have [gasp here] a Saturday off work. [I’m sure you’re just as excited as me.] What you may not realise is that this means I can drink and debauch on a Friday night – something that I have not done in some time – so drink and debauch I will. The Friday in question is the 2nd of December. This, so says my full astrological chart with things ascending and descending at a delirious rate, is an auspicious day for me. In the spirit of auspiciousness and very little viciousness I throw open an invite to sundry types including [are you feeling special?] you my little bloggy dears! Obviously it will be at a yet to be decided alco-venue of some kind, probably in my local area and quite probably at my local. The ever charming BourbonBird with be dancing in alcohol driven attendance – oh, and if you’re really lucky she’ll repeat her fantabulous ‘I touch myself’ performance originally aired early this afternoon. And we’re going to lean on some fav bloggers to make us look like totally popular. Interested parties should email me [it’s in my otherwise bare profile cupboard] or await a royal decree [decree and invite are synonyms, right?] – depending on temperament, email availability, and my own special brand of can-I-be-fucked-ness. Otherwise, pretty much all are welcome.
Clap Your Hands Say Yeah.