Plastered.

This was the only picture I took today. I took it from Sam's bedroom window which is fitting since I spent most of the day in there painting. The girls are at their Grandparents for the weekend so the plasterer was in too doing their room. We all clocked off about 6. Stevie (the plasterer - who would sing big chunks of songs very loudly and slightly after the actual singer so he could catch the words) went home and Nick, Sam and I headed out for a pizza and the cinema.

We ended up eating at Zizzi. I have a very low alcohol tolerance (very very low) and so don't often drink socially. I only drank one Peroni waiting for my meal, but seemingly that was enough for both Nick and Sam (esp. Sam) to give me meaningful and slightly reprimanding looks. I was led into the cinema to see Bond, where I proceeded to semi-snooze, feel nauseous, need the toilet, develop an awful headache my way through it. (Sorry guys for being so fidgity and moaning about always getting the coffee flavour revel!) Good night out then and as Nick said at least I'm a cheap date!