*blinks*

Oh my I have been slack haven’t I? I had a hellishly busy weekend, cooking for six lovely people who in return after me feeding them gave me some delicious bruises to sport about this week. It means everytime I move or bump into something a name pops into my head.

“Ouch’ .. grrr that was so and so. ‘Owwww fuck’ … hehe and that one was from ….

The bad thing is I partook in the consumation of a little Absinthe and I don’t remember feck all. Well actually the Absinthe was delicious heh, the not remembering it not a normal thing for me at all. I woke up on the Sunday morning wondering what the hell was wrong with me and why I hurt everytime I moved. Then I woke up properly.

And then I got “You might not want to look in the mirror …”

I looked. Aaaaarggghhh lol.

Two big love chomps on either side of my neck. Not hideable, even with oodles of foundation this morning to hide them for uni I had to walk around with my hair pulled around my neck. I haven’t had any of those damn things in years LOL. A rather large evil bruise on my hip from an ‘iceberg shot’ even a light touch hurts good. A bite mark on the top of each shoulder. And various bruises all down my legs and under my arm. Heh dammit and I bloody don’t remember any of it, I was happy drunk lol. I haven’t been like that in ages. The dinner was great and wines and then a moorish dessert and lots of laughs and silliness ensued.

The Sunday night off to a Fetish Fair to watch some performers, tribal bellydancers that were cool and some interesting fire play to watch as well. Then home to work till 1am this morning and up at 6am and off to uni. I have assignments due this week, important ones so I have been focused on that and tried to have a bit of a weekend which didn’t involve my head immersed in art gear and books. It’s been a good month since I let my hair down and just relaxed.

So basically I am fucking tired as I don’t think I’ve been to bed before midnight all of this past week. Guess where I am off to now…