brut rosé

did my 3rd catering job tonight, i'm finding it easier and easier to waltz around (ok, not quite) a room (or, for this evening, a brand-new dvd megastore on oxford st) holding bottle(s) of wine/champagne and topping glasses of guests who are often at varying stages of intoxication. also it makes my job easier to engage in informal repartée with guests; e.g. tonight there were a couple of guests who were quite blatantly flirting with me (and possibly every other waitress), meaningless and harmlessly of course, but i enjoy being relationnel

before rushing off to work this evening though, i called her, rather hesitantly and reluctantly. and it turned out to be the right choice, i'm glad i did it because even though it's still a mystery, at least i can now rule out certain options and rely on one sympathetic front. and she was kind

.

have so much planned for tomorrow. a mountain of work-related admin stuff to sort out, rugby training (i am pleased with my team, we kick ass we've got some great personalities and spirit), geog essay and readings to do.. stress O_o

better than sitting in my room freaking out though! anyday