Current mood:	chipper
Current music:	Waters of Nazareth (ErolAlkan's DurDurDurr re-edit) - Justic

Just realised I have about 15 million picture to post. So I'll do a wee update.

Christmas was nice, just a quiet one with the family. Got some lovely stuff... dumbells, cash, DVDs, a gold sequin dress that I'm SO not cool enough to pull off. Was working a lotta shifts between Christmas and New Year but weirdly it felt like a big holiday... managed to squeeze in a night out at Pressure too. Was my first Friday night out in yonks, I totally didn't do anything irresponsible like getting my mum to call in sick for my day job. What else...? Went for a wee drink with Ale, Kirsty and Aislinn before work one night and ended up tipsy on 2 pints of cider and a vodka coke, WELL DONE. Hoped for an early but it didn't happen, so everyone's gone back to their respective unis without us having a proper clubbing night. Le sigh.

New Year was good, was pouring drinks at the bells and didn't finish til 5ish, but managed to get a good wee night out after it. Ended up rocking along to the tunnel party with Laura and Bill, it wasn't THAT busy but we seemed to meet zillions of folk we knew. Including AL BLACKWOOD, legend. Dancing on stones is legit impossible though. Went to the Unit afterwards, fun at first but about midday I got really panicky and *just had* to get outta there. Headed back to Laura's and got smooches off the cat, score. Made £40 tips that night and most of em were gone by the time I rocked back to the flat. What?!

This week I focused on blitzing my Twin Peaks essay (finished it on midnight Wednesday, go me) then celebrated on Thursday by hitting the Art School with Shaz and Caitlin. Met loadsa others from work inside and it turned into a bit of an epic night, didn't rock home til 9am. Good fun, but. Was weird cos I didn't feel properly fucked at all most of the time (just wanted to dance and talk a lot of shite) but when I got home I lost my mind a wee bit... kept not recognising myself in the mirror and went into that horrible semi-sleep where you lose track of what you're thinking about every 3 seconds or so. Baaad.

What else has been happening...? I'm back on Eat to Live vegan diet thing to try and get superslim... managed to get back down to 8stone 10lbs but it's a bit crap, I look exactly the same as I did when I was 10lbs heavier. Grr. Bought the new Pump It Up DVD (kinda ridiculous but also AMAZING) and The Jordan Workout (lobotomy, aye?) which brings my total of exercise DVDs to 15. Jesus.

I'm feeling really positive about this year, seems everything's changing. But in a good way! I've got my shifts changed in my dayjob so I won't have these horrendous Saturday morning starts, and it looks like I'll be moving away from home to live with Lo at the end of February. Danny and I have finally called it a day, and I've realised I don't need to get really messy on booze to have a decent night out. Still though... HOLLY AND REA, YOU MUST COME OUT SOON. It's been yonks since I've seen em, sob.

Anyway. Photos. First lot are from Andrew Weatherall; next lot from Pressure; last bunch from the ArtSchool.

































Tonight's my first Sunday off in ages, cos I have an exam this Thursday. It'd be comical if it wasn't so horrendous... I'm not in panic mode when I totally, totally should be. This week'll be full of cramming but I'm having a big night out on Thursday to mark the end of the hols. Flat-hunting tomorrow, cat's coming over tonight. Hurrah!