So, it's saturday night, I'm stuck in watching big brother, and I have no company other than the internet and my cats cos Craig is working a late shift

Was meant to be going to the evening do of my workmate's wedding, but obviously I'm not cos I'm sat on the sofa. I was thinking about wussing out of going to the wedding cos I couldn't be arsed to go, but after several cups of tea** I had a plan of action. I was going to drive into town (cos I have petrol but no bus and taxi fare - nearly payday tho), abandon Leanne the Megane in the free car park, meet my workmates and then wander down to the wedding reception to get myself a free dinner from the buffet, drink a couple of glasses of pop and then drive home again. And I was going to wear my lovely new posh frock* too.

Got a text from workmate 1 saying that workmate 2 had wussed out of going, and that workmate 1 was therefore also wussing out of going. So I had noone to go with and didn't know if anyone else from work was going that I could tag along with. So I didn't get to wear my lovely new posh frock and I didn't get to swipe a free dinner from the buffet, so I had pasta and pesto with some walnuts and dates for pudding. Can you tell that I need to go to the supermarket tomoz?

Today I have been mostly listening to modeselektor - hello mum, and a damn fine album it is too. Saw them at glade and they were very hard, almost gabba in places, but the album is much more eclectic tho. I had to keep breaking off and having a little dance from cutting out recepies (sp?) from a big pile of magazines. But I managed to sucessfully complete my task and now my pile of cookbooks is much tidier without various printouts and leaflets. I'm so anal sometimes

*My lovely new posh frock

It is so gorgeous - it's a little cream strapless number from coast. It has burgundy flowers all over it, and some of the flowers are accented with sequins. It's also a sad frock as it was to be my bridemaids dress for my friend's (not my workmate mentioned above) wedding, which would have happened yesterday. She found out about 6 weeks ago that her husband to be is a bit of a shit, and consequently the wedding was cancelled. She seems to be doing ok tho, and she's cashed in the honeymoon in favour of a drunken trawl to turkey with her bezzy mate which seems like just the kind of thing she should do.

**is there anything that a nice cup of tea and a sit down doesn't sort out?