Monday, 1 January 2007
HAPPY NEW YEAR!
It was a good one, which means it must have been really good because I hate new year normally. I made sure I didn't do my classic wine/beer/cognac mix so I didn't puke all over the place, just got dry mouth and seriously starting to consider a life without drink in it; really don't enjoy booze so may start going straight edge.
Does that make me square? Do I give a fuck?
Trotted around Camden, got called Pat from Eastenders, bought the most expensive round of my life and saw in 2007 by kissing the most beautiful girl in the world.
Then off to a proper boozer for plenty of shouting at DJs to play the right song, being annoyed by short arse cunts who resent how tall I am and think that gives them the right to talk to me and hoping and praying that this year is full of acting work and being side by side with the woman I love.
Peace, love and respect to you and yours.