so,

Wonderful night last night.
Danced like a crazy woman, drunk like an alcoholic and made an absolute fool of myself. Standard.
All soothed with a delightful pub lunch and reminiscal of the night's antics. Bliss.

Interesting how my life has about the balance of a fat trapeze artist. 
Return home to have my Jeremy Kyle viewing pleasure tainted by a series of crappy events.
But everything happens for a reason. I genuinely believe that. Life's way of turning your world upside down and metaphorically standing you in the back has some crazy karmatical pattern behind it. I hope.

Do not make someone a priority if they only make you an option.

An oldie but a goodie.
I think that's the worst part of caring about people; the vunerability.
As soon as you let your guard down, you open yourself up to be hurt.
And the more you care about someone, the harder it hurts.
Need to be more cold-hearted for sure.

On a much happier note, holiday is on the cards.
 Just need to find somewhere hot in Jan/Feb, which is apparently impossible.
Thinking Fuertuventura? All inclusive, 5 nights...get in my life.

Back at work tomorrow, not sure I'm mentally/physically prepared for the torrent of irritating customers but nothing can be worse than the crazy pointy Chinese 'I WAN REFWUND' lady. Haha.

Good night, world.