redcountess is off to a Cambridge pub for curry and
arkady is stuck in St. Albans. Anyone want to entertain me this evening? Fancy a visit, a shag and/or a pint? You may have my number. Call or text now!
Update, 7:20pm: It's obvious by now, NINETY MINUTES later, that NO-ONE IN LONDON LOVES ME and YOU'RE ALL CRAP AND I HATE YOU (except the posters to this entry and
flickgc, who texted me two minutes after I posted, *mwah*!) and I'M NEVER POSTING TO LIVEJOURNAL AGAIN until next time. And DELETING MY JOURNAL for an hour. That'll SHOW YOU ALL!
So call me now!
(I did actually phone
ali_anarres, but she is off on ... a date. With her boyfriend, no less. I dunno. Your drinking partners get themselves thingfriends and then it's just as if they have a life or something.)
(I suppose I really should change the rat litter ...)