Now I’ve fallen into a YouTube trap of looking up songs from work. This is one of my favourites, mainly because she starts to sound a bit bonkers at around 1:45.
Mary Pickford
We have a cocktail at work named after this lovely lady. It’s delicious and she was great and I want to steal that kitty.
(via clarabow)
Get a drunken call from my workmates telling me I must come out with them
It’s already 11 and I’m in my nightie so I don’t really feel like going. Plus… money. Saving, etc.
BUT. Cherry Bar on a Thursday is fun.
BUT. I’m sober right now so many drinks would need to be consumed.
ACK. TELL ME WHAT TO DO.
So we started doing High Tea at work last week and it’s just so lovely. Everything’s made to order and the scones are to die for. You should all come down on the weekend and have some!
So Bear Grylls was at work last night and, no, he didn’t drink his own piss.
He was lovely and very nice to serve and I was constantly taken aback by his beautiful accent/voice.
It put a little pizzaz back into a Monday night and now I can say that I met the man who wore a seal as a vest and slept in a sheep. Up top!
She calls it a mayonegg.
This beautiful man is in Melbourne and he’s staying at Crown and he’s on our list of special people at work and I was just waiting for him and Jason Sudeikis to come in for casual sex a casual drink tonight.
It didn’t happen.
Let the record show that I was ready and waiting for them to make an appearance.


