Dirty (pukey) stop-out.

Watching The Apprentice on BBC iPlayer. I already know who was fired. Darn me and my daily Heatworld.com fix. Have just heard a corker of a quote however - "It really hurts. Feels just like when my cat died". Oh dear. (P.S. I liked the Girls' Team Leader this week. A woman showing unemotional control and authority, without bitchiness or any psychotic traits. Yes she seemed a bit ridiculous, but that's what taking responsibility is all about. Distracting your team from your personality, and letting them focus on your leadership. I liked it, a lot).

Went out last night for a meal for Becki's birthday. It isn't her birthday for a little while, so I still have time to buy a card. Phew. It was a lovely meal, however it took over an hour to get a table, and after being warned by two tables of customers to "get out while you can" we still stayed to order food. I had fajitas, which were appreciated hugely by my raging tummy, plus Julia paid my way since I am le skint until midnight tonight. I talked to Laura about her plans to travel to Asia, recommended a cool hostel in Singapore, explained what guacemole was, got distracted singing Are 'Friends' Electric in my head, and ate a lot of salsa. We (Laura, Hulia, Barnaby, Anthony, Sarah, Becki and myself) were all so, so sleepy after eating. We wandered to town, and went to Warehouse.. but by this point I was going a little dizzy.

Sitting in Warehouse reminded me of this scene from Educating Rita (2:08 mins in / 4:50 mins in). There was karaoke in Warehouse, and something very British about it. Unusually united with strangers, singing in public. Anonymous, but in a group. I had a bit of a sing-song sat with Julia, Laura and Becki. Unfortunately got a bit tired after Becki and Laura went to the bar to get a pitcher, but after about 20 mins in the queue I was feeling a bit off. Thought it was just because I was itching to see Ross.

Had a bit of banter in Warehouse, and enjoyed seeing Julia again, but couldn't seem to stay awake - not in the mood at the moment to go out for some reason. Walked over to Ross's from town at 11.30, called my brother frantically, you know, incase something bad happened on the way. Weird to think like that, but I was trying to be rational. Emma didn't answer, she's good with random time-filling phonecalls. My brother was clearly on Facebook humoring me with "Yeah?" and "Good, good" responses.

Anyway, got to Ross's, and by midnight I had thrown up my dinner. Haha. And I was in no way intoxicated. Bizarre. Poor Ross. I turn up in the middle of the night, throw up, and take up 3/4 of his bed. I feel very bad. He didn't sleep at all. But one nice thing about it was as talked for ages, and I unloaded all of my worries and stresses onto Ross, he made me feel so much better about everything. Uni, work, mentoring etc. We're opposites in some respects. I worry so much about other people, and letting people down. Whereas he knows when to think about himself, and be sensible about responsibility. I should learn a thing or two about life from him.. Him being much more of a grown up than me. Haha. Four years older, four wise (?) years. And this morning I was aching and tired, so he left me his key to leave whenever I wanted, which was sweet. But of course, Sod's Law I then couldn't get back to sleep, so I left about 30 minutes after Ross. Walked home in last night's dress and heels. Talk about dirty (pukey) stop-out.


Strangely, listening to the Educating Rita scene still, and there's a variation on a Winston Churchill quote.

Educating Rita line:
"If you were my wife, I'd drown you"
"If I was your wife, I'd drown myself"

aka

"Winston, if you were my husband I'd poison your tea"
"Nancy, If you were my wife, I'd drink it"

And last night watching the end of Run Fatboy Run with Ross, there was the line:

"I might be fat, at least I can go on a diet. But you'll always be a prick".

aka

“I may be drunk, Miss, but in the morning I will be sober and you will still be ugly." (I always say that line in my head, in a Winston Churchill accent. Brilliant.)