19/02/06

Went to a pretty good party on Saturday night. I haven't been to a party for ages, partly because I live so far away from ... well ... anyone I know, and partly because parties don't seem to be happening as much as they used to. But I can't really moan, never having hosted a party in my life (unless you count those ones I had when I was seven, where everyone would fight over who got to go on the Spacehopper and get a bit of cake to take away with them when they left - besides, even then I think my Mum was technically the host). I've always been a bit of a party leech, living off other people's parties - and on occasion draining them of all life and energy. Or at least alcohol (same difference). Actually, maybe people are having parties and they just don't invite me any more. But yeah. This was a good party, though the hangover is not so good. I should probably have gone to bed an hour ago, but I need to do my update. And it's not as if I've been wasting time sitting around watching my housemates DVD of 'The Mighty Boosh', is it? Oh, wait a minute...

I love Vince. I want to marry his hair.