About fucking time for an update I believe.

So then, since I last checked in it's been birthday joy, my booze hell, betty swollocks, kinky sex and top pop totty.

All in all a fine couple of weeks.

Birthday was cool, spent two days in Bristol, jewel of the SW and just about the easiest city ever to score in. Add flowing drinks and 'mates with the door staff' companions and it was a sweet if not sweltering night and dawn of debauchery and goodness. Fucking felt it afterwards though.

The new job continues to excite and amaze. I'm sure it'll get old quickly enough but at the mo I'm fucking digging it, although sadly the biggest thrill may be that I get to wear my own clothes - sometimes I don't believe I'll ever grow up.

Still on a high though from just arriving back from a ball-drainingly good trip to London. Stayed in a swanky-as hotel in regents park, partied at an invite only sugababes gig in camden and got totally utterly fucked up on all the good stuff. Also spent 10 mins laughing with some latino-gangsta like at a bus stop at a drunk dude we swore was shouting 'Adriaaaaaaan - I did itttttt' at the passing traffic. God love the big smoke.

Annnnnyway - fucking tired and blotting out that sinking sunday evening feeling with a bottle of Tesco Australian Red - £2.89 for 75cl - A fruity red, with chocolate and cherry aromas. Best served with spicy Asian dishes or barbecued meats, and the best fucking $3 i ever spent.

Nothing left to do or say other than it was a ledgendary one - Maestro! Where's the music?