Life's Just Like a Box a'Chocolates....Yuuummmmm.....

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It's been a while BUT I finally feel rwady and in the right frame of mind to write a blog. There will be mistakjes made, I know, but I#m drunk and cant hink of nothing beeter to do.

I've been at a work's conference thing. Basically means I get to go to a posh hotel and drink as much free champagne as they can supply me with. The idea of this is that we meet "contacts" to use at work and all that, wich I guess in a way i did. I listened to a boring guy talk about his Diversity team, another guy and his mate discussing Birmingham Uni, and a nice girl who was a solicitor. I also met a mad welsh man, but that's hardly a first. I didnt expect it to be as fun as it was. It started out quite nervy, cos we didnt know anyone. Eventually Tanya and me decided to go wanderung around to see if anyone would like to talk to us, and it seems when prompted iwth alcohol ppl will talk to anyone. Eventually when tanya left I was talking to Helen, the solicitor, about her job anf how her company runs a paralegal scheme (W.M. - that'll mean something to me when I'm sober!) Eventually we ran outta things to talk about and end up discussin why being single is better than being with someone you dont love. I replied smugly that being with someone you do love is way better by far than eithetr of the other two options, but she knew what i was talking about and didnt seem upset that she recetnly split with a guy who was no good for her and was now single. I gave her my card (I now have cards, yay!) and she said we shou7ld catch up at the next conference.

I drank a lot of champagne tonight, which is surprising cos i hgate the stuff. I had it mixed with orange juice, raspberry puree, peach stuff (something called a Bellini - one of the Bham uni guys thought it funny to call it a Panini, showing the low humour content of Bham Uni ppl.) (He was a nice guy though despiyte his rubbish jokes) I tolfd him I wasn't consid4ering doing my Masters at Bham cos it cost too much and I would prob end up back at Aston. He said he understood - i don't think i offended him.

I lefyt the conference about 7.45 and somehow managed to direct myself back to th4e bus stop on my own. I did have to walk past a load of shops thatr were still open and physically stop myself from going uin and making purchases I'd regret. I literally hovered in Primark's doorway, before forcing my feet to keep walking. that in itself has been a miracle, as my old shoes seem to have given up on me and like to slip on every shiney surface available. I almost broke my ankle this morning I swear.

Came back to my house, luckily the flatmate's on hols now so she cant see me in my drunken state. I've got a steak pie in the oven, pretty sure it's cooked by now so I'd bette go.

If this makes no sense tommorro I'll explain all! promise!

posted by Kim @ 10/26/2007 08:25:00 pm