Yay, birthday celebrations! Woo!

Except that I am also so embarrassed that Ijustwanttocurlupanddie. Let's just say a certain someone does return my feelings but is at a stage in life - which I completely recognise and acknowledge - whereby other things take precedence.

So, of course this completely explains why, upon my return home, I turned on the radio to Kiss 100 FM, boogied around the round and poured myself a strong vodka tonic and am praying I will obliterate the memory of my making an a** of myself.

Augh. F**k!