My Day in Pictures: 23/06/07
So that was Saturday

Wake up, read Wicked for a while, get up about 11am.

Breakfast (Coco Pops) and internet. This is how I normally start my day.

I’m a fan of spending the first few hours of a day in my dressing gown, but today I’m being collected for a photoshoot at 1pm.

Most of this stuff (and more) is mine. I get bored of smelling the same things in the shower every day, so I have 10 different shower gels and two body soaps. It’s a good thing my three housemates are more restrained.

I gather together stuff that I might take to the shoot, but then don’t have time to decide what not to take. I get this into two large bags and a basket.
Chisel picks me up and we load up my stuff.

It was a really nice day until we set off! We get me into the studio still dry. Chisel gets wet.

I set myself up and we shoot for four hours. I’m tired and possibly a little ill, and there are technical issues, but we get past it and there should be some good stuff there.

At about 6:30 we leave. It’s still light, hooray! The weather’s better, too.
I’m tired and hungry when I get home. Really hungry, and too tired to want to cook. I have peas, instant mash, and Linda McCartney brand sausages.

It’s not very nice.

I got to use rosemary from the garden, though.

I’ve been invited to go out for a friend’s birthday. I’m knackered but not feeling hermity and I want to go along. I drink green tea with mint out of some Graceland tat (the writing is in pink glitter!) to help me deal with my food and hopefully invigorate me a little.

It works! I go to Dynamite Boogaloo for the first time since I got thrown out many years ago for pole dancing. This was early in the night, it got more lively. I get a bit drunk and really bouncy. I don’t often get into clubbing so that was lots of fun.
I’m not tired anymore, but decided to leave at 2am with my friends instead of fizzling out and making my way home alone. I don’t like going to bed when I’m still drunk, and one of my housemates is still up so I talk to her until I’m sober.

4am. Time for bed.
