Well, my evening at work is certainly turning out to be very interesting. The Spanish waiter keeps following me around everywhere. I go out for a smoke, he goes out for a smoke. I sit behind my desk, he stands in front of it. You get the idea. I wouldn't mind if he was remotely interesting in any way!!! Everyone at work hates him. I listened politely to one of his repetitive anecdotes and now he won't go away. Arghh!!

Plus I am surrounded by Austrian tourists. They have been drinking since 12. Everytime one of them leans across the desk, I get hit by the fumes and feel a little dizzy.

God I'm bored. I want to get a new job so badly. I wish my boyf would text me. Alas he is in Londinium, no doubt deep in geek mode. 3 Hours to go. And then 8 hours tomorrow morning and we get to see Ultraviolence. Yeah!!!

Personally, I would rather be curled up in bed with my honey right now...with handcuffs...and a whip...and possibly something in leather...or velvet. :>>:XX