May. 27th, 2011

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I think my life is disordered. Here is how it's going.

12am - 4.30am: Running around at work, drinking lots of Midori sour shots and Smirnoff Ices. Started off shift by going across the road and drinking a shot of iced-up Grey Goose. Which I call Oie Grise. Because I am stupid.
4.30am - 5.45am: Sitting in café drinking diet Coke, smoking lots of Marlboro reds.
5.45am - 6.15am: Metro home.
6.15am - 8.00am: Lie in bed turning around and around. Drink a Manzana-Soho lychee-cranberry juice cocktail thing, invented from things I found in my kitchen.
8.00am - 11.00am: Sleep!
11.00am: Wake up, filled with joy and happiness and sunshine. Make giant giant pizza from scratch, including dough and sauce. Cover with at least eight different kinds of vegetables and two balls of mozzarella. Am impressed by size.
Noon: Finish eating all of pizza. Smoke more.
12.15pm - 3.30pm: Piano.

Now I'm looking at these chocolate chip cookies and thinking how nice they would be if I, you know, crumbled them up, poured Baileys on them, covered it in whipped cream and ate it all.

Is it too early to start drinking, actually?

Baileys doesn't count as drinking, does it?

I just found a mini bottle of Midori that was in the bottom of my handbag. Remembered that the Midori publicity man gave it to me after I made him magical vodka-triple sec-mango liqueur-mojito syrup-ginger alcohol-gin shots. I think they need a catchier name.

I also found my thigh flask, filled up with Southern Comfort. What the hell? Why Southern Comfort? I don't even drink that. Which is possibly why it's full.

What am I dooooing to my body?

Delilah had better give me back my gym card pretty soon. This can't be good for me. Oh, but it feels so niiiiiice.


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