Fuck It

My Debs Night was perfect.
Or at least as close to perfect as can be on this side of Eden.
yes it was, Sandra, whose blog I secretly read for the first time the day after, seems to have gone all melancholy about it whinging about change and Meaninglessness...well screw her I looked Fucking fantastic, I mean yeah everyone did, but still...Kristoff brought me a flower for my lapel :D
Nice
Also for once the band who were on played decent enough music and the Dj only played one or two really bad songs which I really didn't mind because at the start of the evening Marco and Kristoff were grinding each other on the dancefloor (for a laugh like) and that sort of set the tone for the evening
Only imperfection was Sandra.
No not like that,I mean she was absolutely enchanting in her simple plum dress, graceful even when only getting drinks from the bar, and to me Marco's antics seemed to have blessed the night as a night to do crazy things but well whats done is done and what wasnt done aint noones business