Sunday, 22/7/12.

I worked 11 – 8pm yesterday and we went straight out into town with Dave and Lenny afterwards so no entry. Had a couple in the Globe, freezed my arse off, went to Bar Red about 11ish and stayed in there until closing. Sarah and Jake joined us there but they had another domestic and the last I saw of them was Sarah crying in a corner and Jake looking pissed off. No change there then. Thorpe and I grabbed food (pepperoni pizza in bed in my jammies at 2am was so gooood, haha) and jumped in a taxi. It was a good night. Didn’t go mad on the drink but somehow still managed to down three jaegerbombs despite saying I was staying clear of them, pft. No hangover though, bonus!

Thorpe left for Wales today. He has to go for service work around this time every year, usually for a week but he’s hopefully coming back on Friday this time. We watched the Grand Prix together this morning and then he left at 3pm. I went over to mum’s with my laptop and had dinner with her, and I came home for 7:30pm and got a phone call from Thorpe saying he’d arrived safely. Now watching the Dancing On Ice special and after that it’ll be Family Guy and bed.